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This time on Outback Truckets we might be driving

through a fire and we've got damaged gas lines back then.

The fire was burning fast towards the road.

I really don't want it any closer than that.

Transporting bees, it's as lethal as a labour petal. They'll sting you the bet.

Come on then. Jesus. Shit. They get me.

I'll get in big strawberries if I don't make it. It's day day.

Jesus.

The car's so good he thinks it's coming. F***ing dust.

Jesus.

That's the spare tyre off the trailer. It's a customer

that's afraid it's brand new and it's fallen apart.

Obviously not designed for these roads.

This is typical of what corrugations do.

They do this to your truck. They break shit like this.

Jim Foodie is on a time-critical mission delivering vital supplies

and volatile gas cylinders to Australia's northern most town.

Yeah, I'm all right. Get gone.

And he's doing it without any help.

No good asking for sympathy. They tell me sympathy comes

somewhere between shit and syphilis in the dictionary.

We've got this trailer starting to fall hard.

The last thing we want to do is start breaking other things here.

You know, that's what we're trying to bounce over here at the moment.

If it's like this here, top of the bloody, also going to climb up there.

130 kilometres to go, but they're the hardest 130 you've ever seen.

Foodie left Cairns with his triple trailer load

one day ago, travelling north to Cape York.

He's now battling the rough dirt road that leads to the Jardin

River Ferry, the only place his truck can cross the river.

Then it's a number harsh 42 kilometre stretch of

dirt to deliver the freight to his hometown, Bamaga.

We've stopped piling gas for the wet season. We're going to be five

cuts cut off up here so we need to build up a big supply of gas.

We supply the hospital. They rely on us heavily for gas.

And we picked up two very heavy isotone of the

cement powders for local building products.

We're meant to unload first light tomorrow morning.

We don't do that. We're holding up a whole concrete organisation.

We're holding up about half the contractors.

To unload at first light tomorrow, Foodie must get across the river today.

The ferry is only 120 kilometres away, with four hours left before it closes.

That in Outback Cape York, 120 kilometres in four hours is a daunting challenge.

Welcome back to the tower gate.

Already we're back down to two kilometres an hour.

We're looking for what's in front of me there.

I think I might just make a cut to the other side of the road.

So we're now blocking the entire road. I've got two trailers on that side

and I've got a prime mover and a lead trailer on this side of the road.

So just hoping nobody covers Roy around the corner here at the moment.

Welcome to Cape York Peninsula.

We've been seeing some pretty horrendous bloody corrugations back there.

Shaking ourself to pause us a bit, so we need to go

back there and have a damn good look at us going on.

That's real shit.

You see the height of this is coming down, see where it was.

Somewhere in the corrugations, this whole pack of nine bottles are going like this.

You check this, not even remotely tight.

This bottle here has rotated a hundred mil at some

stage and that's putting a lot of stress on these pipes.

But this rotation they're doing, they're

going to snap all these copper tubes in here.

The gas can leak.

The worst case scenario is you get a spark or

something, you get to have a bloody magic catastrophe.

I'm getting too off of this sort of shit, but anyway, I

guess we'll keep doing it because we don't know any better.

We're still 76 Ks out from the ferry.

I've now lost precious time.

The businesses that are relying on us, if we

don't get them gas, then their business fails too.

Shit, we might be driving through a fire up here somewhere.

We're going directly through there.

We've got damaged gas lines back there.

This is really bad.

Something's going on there. Yeah, this is loose.

Oh, that's fine.

Get down, slide it down.

Bekeeping trucker Tim Holt is taking on the biggest load of his career.

Tonight we'll be glading about 430 hives.

Your time's up by 50,000, there's a fair few bees on board.

We'll have, once we're laid with the two trucks

and trailer, about 21 million bees on board.

This is our hive layer, so this goes under each hive that cleats its on here.

When I sit one hive up on top of the other one and then lay it two at a time with it.

Transporting bees, it's as lethal as a layer of petrol.

It's about that many bees on board while stinging at a depth.

Just smoke a mess, you're stacking them? Yeah.

Who puts smoke on the bees just so it calms

them down and only for a brief period of time.

It doesn't hurt the bees at all, it just calms them.

Usually we travel probably 600 kilometres from home.

Tonight tomorrow's trip will be about 1200 kilometres from here to Alstonville.

After loading up the 21 million stinging insects in Hillston,

Tim will transport the deadly load almost 1200 kilometres.

Through the mountainous, great dividing range to

their destination, a macadamia farm at Alstonville.

We've got 48 hours, flowers are coming out on the macadamia

trees, flowers only last up there about three weeks.

Every day that we're missing out, we're missing out on

honey, we're missing out on getting an income off the bees.

The biggest trip I've ever done, I haven't travelled this far with bees before.

There you are, there's the first thing I've just got, went on in the eye.

They're just settling in.

They just find them somewhere to land because their home's been moved.

Part of the job is you take and get them stung by bees, don't be a beekeeper.

Oh, no!

Tim's business depends on the bees producing honey to sell, and

fees he charges orchards for the bees' pollination services.

She has been very hard for every beekeeper in and

around Australia, especially with Varroa might.

First detected in Australia in 2022, the Varroa might can devastate bee colonies.

To limit the bug spread, Australian states have introduced strict

quarantine laws, putting immense pressure on Tim's business.

You're not allowed up into Queensland or in Victoria borders being closed.

It's been a very stressful year and we want to try and

get out and make a bit of money and make a bit of honey.

You've got to follow that front one around.

We get a little bit over $80,000 for doing the job.

I mean, that's only just going to cover some

of the running costs for the last 12 months.

It's not, I wouldn't say it's a profit in any way.

Dan is a pretty good mate of mine, but he's only hasn't worked for us for a long time.

He's been with us for about 12 months.

The worst thing you can happen when you're transporting bees, I suppose, is if

you're lost a load of your boxes and they all fly out and you get stung to death.

Check me up there, I lost an over.

Oh no!

Jesus!

Quick, Dan.

They're getting me.

Fast.

F***er.

F***er.

F***er.

It's only 18 tonne, which will probably be about 10 tonne, 12 tonne out of the dolly.

Relating two, two buses go out to Nalaboy, save them driving

out the roads way to rough the corrugations, the bulldust holes.

They're a very precious cargo, cargo damage in them in any way.

Darren Hibbo Hibison has a triple trailer load to haul

out to one of Australia's most remote towns, Nalaboy.

These buses in Hyde to Bend out there.

There must be a lot of tourism going on out there

at the moment, so we're actually running these out.

On top of $320,000 worth of buses, which must be delivered without a scratch,

Hibbo has the time critical task of getting a full trailer of

perishable goods to the remote northern territory outback community.

We've got the fridge van that I'll get loaded with

chiller produce for the supermarket at Nalaboy.

Obviously, I'd get a .8-point B in good condition, and the rest is good luck.

Anyone can come and stop on that road.

I'm talking about the Central Arnhem Road, which is pretty extreme at times.

From Darwin, Hibbo must head south on the Benjamin,

before turning onto the notorious Central Arnhem Highway,

a rough, ragged, brutal dirt track running almost

700 kilometres to the tiny community of Nalaboy.

Let's get moving.

Hibbo's one of our seasoned vets, for sure. We take pride in

making sure that the products actually arrive in good condition.

We don't lose any of our loads on the side of the road, and Hibbo's all over that.

He's got a great reputation for making sure that everything arrives intact.

But it is a refrigerated trailer that Hibbo has for this

particular run, so it's really important that he keeps to his times

so that the temperatures of those refrigerated trailers stay in good condition.

It's pretty much work. I live in a truck seven days a week.

She's got the 16th studio sleeper.

It's pretty much a really nice home away from home.

Most trucks have a nickname. For some AV reason, I don't

know how to come about, but I end up calling it Vivian.

Vivian is a 2019 Kenworth C509, with 600 horsepower, an extra-large

sleeper cabin, and is rated to a gross vehicle mask of 140 tons.

She holds 2,000 litres of fuel, so she'll get

me out to know and going back quite comfortable.

We're actually turning off the Stuart Highway onto the central Arnhem Road.

And that's where the fun starts on the dirt.

Welcome to the red dirt, literally out back in Australia. Pretty isolated out here.

There's nothing here on him. She's all focused on the road ahead.

Now we've done 10 Ks. We've just got to go and double check all those chains.

Make sure I'm happy with everything. Check the Fitch mode attempt. Log back.

It looks pretty hot at the moment, around 36-37 out here.

Even though it's got an econ in this truck, ice cold water in the sprayer.

That, the econ, beautiful.

We're up to running this much dirt, and like, the Fitch can go wrong.

Jesus!

These corrugations are getting pretty wild.

Just have to shut down again. I'm just going back to about four Ks an hour.

So it makes you wonder, how do we get 700 Ks from Darwin down to here?

It's a fine-sensitive freight, doing four Ks an hour.

There's a lot of stuff in that chiller, a lot of produce.

So if it goes bad, you're talking about big dollars.

We've got Debbie's gas lines back there.

Before we're coming through, burning fast towards the road.

We're going to be looking for all of you.

I really don't want it any closer to man.

They're going for their life, trying to catch the ferry.

The tourists, they're following our 14 pallets of LPG, gas through a bushfire.

So that'll make them surely make them a bit nervous.

We've got a slight westerly drift at the moment that's pushing the flight.

In fact, that way of it.

After narrowly avoiding a deadly bushfire, foodie is

desperate to make the last ferry across the Jardin River,

which leaves at 5 p.m. sharp, or risk missing his critical delivery deadline.

Four or five Ks from the ferry to the end.

We're sure to gas the flies and they're waiting on that cement.

I'm pretty worried whether we're going to actually get there or not.

They'll be to make the ferry and I need every second down.

So close to the ferry.

Shit, we missed it.

Not quite much, bugger it.

Everybody wants to go home, so yeah, look,

we're just going to draw a line in the scene.

And say, no, stuck there for the night.

Right now, I've had enough of a day.

We planned.

It was just to start breaking up all the trailers

and get him across the ferry and happy days.

We're into town and home.

Probably mid-morning before we deliver.

[beeping] Shit.

This is a bit of an issue.

I can't start it.

[beeping]

Come in, I'll smoke ya.

Oh, jump up in the front.

Come up in the front.

Tim Alt and his off-side are dead.

Have 21 million angry beasts to load and deliver

and only a short amount of time to do it.

[screaming] Four to go.

I think these are the last ones.

I know, we're good to go.

These fly from daylight 'til dark.

Why are we coming out of the farm so late?

You're just going to keep moving, you can't stop.

Otherwise, the bees will start flying.

Copy, Dan.

Yeah, mate.

I'm just going to pull up Ian, check these traps, mate.

Copy.

Just tightening the straps.

You're going to lose a hive blake some lost hives before.

And, you know, someone in the public, like if they

got picked up a hive that fell off the ground, that fell off a truck.

If they're allergic, you could be dead in five minutes.

More people die from bees, things and shark attacks.

I know, we're ready to roll again.

Driving night fatigues is a big factor.

Then you've got all your animals on the road.

You can eat a pig.

Oh, man.

Jesus.

If they've had a truck, they'd be a mess.

You've just got to be very aware.

You just pull up here and tell them all about enough for the day,

so we'll head off to bed and get crack it in the morning.

I don't want to pull up for long, for food or anything today.

I just want to try and keep, keep up or as much as I can.

We're going up over the top of the sandy wall range.

We're going to be out for our capita.

It's a bit narrow, winding up through the air.

And there's this road right through the fingers.

A little bit ordinary.

The road's fairly narrow.

The edges are sharp.

If you tip it into a ditch, you break a lot of them open.

You're badly stung, they kill you.

Shit!

That's dangerous.

Pass on double lines, right at a blind corner.

There's a lot of loose gravel.

That's how I can feel myself, lose a good bit of traction.

With that chill event, everything inside that van has a use by date.

I think it is critical that we do get it there on time.

Hibbo is wrestling his 53.5 metre long triple road train

through one of Australia's most treacherous roads

on a mission to get vital supplies through to the remote town of Nullenboy.

It gives you options, history.

You choose corrugations.

You choose bulldust holes.

Or you choose rock.

Hibbo has chosen the bone rattling, rotted corrugations.

To do 48k's of dirt, which we've done so far, it's taken us four and a half hours.

That's pretty much average speed of around eight K now.

Hang on yourself, there's a big bull in the lost hole right here.

That... What's down on the bridge here?

Oh, shit, he's breaking, dude.

That would happen, wet season.

Just a few months ago, the central Arnhem Road

was battered by almost two metres of rain during the last monsoonal wet season.

This whole road, like, you've got to be on the ball all the time.

We'll stop up here and cook up my lunch/dinner.

Oh, I've got a choice of pork ribs or beef sausage.

I might just choose a beef sausage.

It's nice and easy to cook up.

It's a good thing we have water on Sandboy.

Can't waste food out here.

Oh, well, it's normally stop here coming out.

And, yeah, by the time I walk around the trail is, that's pretty much almost done.

Turn a couple of times and here we'll get out of here.

And that's about as good as it gets.

It's 630 Ks to go, so that'll be our all day tomorrow.

Driving to my point until about midnight.

Today is D-Day.

We have to make that supermarket in Numboy, like, literally, five o'clock tonight.

We'll get in big strife if I don't make it.

Yeah, mate, if you want all the dust, it's going out your side.

You've got to come on the other side.

The dust.

We have to see if anything's coming.

Shit!

That's dangerous.

You can jeopardize a load of these real quick.

You just shake your head and you go, "Really?

" You know, that's the dangers of it.

They just get impatient car drivers, and they've got no idea, really.

Tim and Dan are taking on winding mountain roads

and dangerous drivers in a desperate attempt to keep Tim's beekeeping business alive.

We need the money for our business.

The last 12 months has been one of the hardest years ever, ever, ever in feet.

We've been camping on.

We don't think we've ever run out of honey

and we have this year for the first time ever.

Calling 21 million bees more than 1,000 kilometres is a massive logistical challenge.

This is the biggest bee shift I've done ever.

Requiring plan stops with their potentially lethal load.

Cubby Dan.

How am I?

When we get to pulling into the fuel station, I'll let you go first.

Just getting fuel up, jumping the truck and drive off of already running ahead

and tell them what you'd be doing, so they're aware of it.

Then I said, "I'm going to pay for once I feel my truck up.

" I ain't like pulling up and feeling up in the middle of the day,

but sometimes you got it when you're getting low on fuel,

you haven't got a choice, you can't run on fresh air.

The worst thing in damage, you can lose a lot of bees and they

get all, you know, leaned on the bowser and get people stung.

You don't want to get people stung.

That's the worst thing that can happen in this first money event.

But I can't stress enough for these criggers you can't eat every.

Maybe you're travelling, you won't lose in too many.

As soon as that truck's stationary, that's when they start flying.

Yeah, I hope no members of the public come or come past.

You ready to jump in there?

There's a dude coming in.

She's just a deadest doorknob.

I suspect we've got a bit of contaminated fuel overnight.

Bacteria forms a black sludge in your fuel filters,

and I'm pretty much guaranteed when I take the secondary fuel filter off.

I'm going to be looking at a black ugly looking substance in the filter.

Loaded with critical supplies for one of Australia's most isolated towns,

Foodie's 27-year-old truck has called it quits,

putting him at risk of failing to meet his delivery deadline.

This morning, in around about two hours' time,

we were going to be delivering this lead trailer with the cement powder in it.

We've certainly put that in jeopardy unless we can get a quick solution here somewhere.

Perry's going to be open soon,

and we're not going to be honoured, apparently.

What have we got in here?

Yeah, look at it.

There's certainly sludge in that filter.

Hopefully, that's all it is.

If something goes wrong on the ferry, how the hell do you fix it?

You're on a ferry in the middle of the river.

We've just got to make sure this is right otherwise I'm blocking

the entire road going into Bambigot and out of Bambigot.

We'll put our filter on and give it a go.

Look at the square coming out here.

It's coming out that far.

So, yeah, fuel pressure, we've got plenty.

Jesus.

I've got a face full of diesel now.

Full of the diesel on the eyelids.

See, most people put a bit of moose or something through their hair, apparently.

I used diesel.

This should pick up if we're on the money.

Bambigot.

Yeah.

What are we going to do?

Where do we go?

What, I'm beginning to think that it wasn't the bacteria at all.

Yes, we did have a bacterial infection.

I was sort of thinking, we've got a gut full of air in here somewhere.

Probably caused by a crack in the pickup lines here.

Inside the truck's fuel tanks, pickup lines

suck up the fuel and deliver it to the engine.

If there's a crack in a pickup line, when the fuel is low, air

bubbles can enter the line, which prevents the motor from firing.

The tanks are very low at the moment.

We've chewed up about 1,300 litres of diesel in the last 700 Ks.

So, I'll be making phone calls to see whether

we might be able to just borrow some fuel.

Hopefully, that'll solve the problem.

Hey, Q.

Q, mate, you're walking into equal problems here.

Q's an aspiring young truck driver who helps us out a bit.

He's coming out this morning to give us a hand as well.

And I'll just do your deal with a bit of diesel if you've got some.

All right, hey, thanks, John.

Now, in about an hour, we should have 1,000 litres of fuel sitting

down here, and then we're going to go and try and start it.

Check you where they hide the key.

Q's going to go and jump on that little forklift over there and make sure it goes and

everything's right with it, because when this fuel gets here, I want to get it up in a hurry.

Found it.

Good as new.

When I'm old enough, I want to get my license, like all

my license, and start driving the truck for the old fella.

So you can just sit back in the office while we do the hard work for him.

There's the cavalry.

So that's our 1,000 litres of diesel that'll solve our problem.

Well, if we've got any issues in the tank pickups or anything else,

we're going to take them out of the location by filling the tank.

All right, up you go, Q.

We need to get into town today.

We absolutely have to get into town today.

Let's just see what we get.

Fingers crossed, legs crossed.

Toes crossed.

That does not look good.

Does not look good at all.

Dust.

No, no, no, no.

The car seat thing's coming.

Someone might be flying up the other way, not real, as in...

If they're going too quick, they could drive

head on into him. That's the worst case scenario.

All good now?

We're heading out to Nulliboy. We've got two tool buses.

And we've got one trailer full of chiller, which will go to a supermarket down there.

So I have to get it in. No engine butts. That's time, pretty cool.

Hibo has just 48 hours remaining to get his load to Nulliboy on time and undamaged,

guiding his triple road train down one of the country's most notorious highways.

They call it a highway, but it's more of a go track.

Nulliboy, it's been like a bit OCD when it comes to keeping inside the cap clean.

Bare feet on socks. There's no shoes in the cabin.

I actually look forward to getting the truck and trailers dirty.

So it gives me excuse to watch it again sooner.

She loves to bundle barf hole billion. I'm pretty sure I'm the only

bloke in the depot that actually washes his whole truck of a sponge.

From top to bottom, there's no room at all.

At the moment, we're 120 Ks out of Nulliboy. We call this 120 K jump up.

Last triple actually lost traction.

If you lose my momentum so quick, you'll get stuck, you'll wake it up there.

There's a lot of stuff in that chiller. It's here for my day late.

If it goes bad, it's not pretty.

You ready to jump in there? There's a dude coming here, he's getting in gallant.

I'll just keep a look out for people walking past.

Daniel, jump in there.

I'll just come pay for the fuel walking out of here.

Thank you. Have a lovely day. Sorry about the bees, they will go away.

Okay, thank you. See ya.

Tim and Dan are racing to deliver their highly volatile load

of 21 million bees, while minimizing any danger to the public.

When I arrived, there was only probably a handful of bees flying, which was good.

Keep pushing, we'll get the end of Austinville and get on site tonight and then

work, they can fly all they want in the morning

because they'll be where they've got to be.

I'll tell you what, I'll be glad when this trip's

over, my stress level can come back down again.

A pretty big job, what we've done.

I can't wait to have them off the truck and be rolling home.

Made really good time on this trip. It's Saturday and all somewhere here.

It's the longest time of a bad day sitting on a truck site.

The sealer we get them off near, the happier they're going to be.

In the back of the line, they'll be worried all the way.

Hey, young Chris? Yeah, good to see you again.

You too, mate. The trip guy. How long?

Yeah. Tim's client, Chris Smith, will use the bees

to pollinate his 74-acre macadamia nut plantation.

You're staying? Yeah, just the worst place in all of it.

He seems pretty happy, he's got a couple of

stings as well, that's the nature of the beast.

It's like dance, mate, mate.

It was a big job, biggest job, biggest shifting job I've ever done in my life.

Both the honey and a little bit of money we get is really badly needed.

It's been a pretty ordinary year.

Last one!

I've been stressed for the last three days, but near the stressed level's gone.

Good job, mate. Thank you.

Thank you very much. It's been a mission, but we've got it done.

Ride train, eastbound, about to come up over to jump up.

I'm feeling last time I watched it a bit about attraction.

We're up and over.

This truck may be in, she'll just pull all day.

She loves it.

Averaging just 20km/h, over 700km on the brutal central

Arnhem Highway, Hibbo is at risk of missing his deadline.

About an hour and a half behind.

Obviously, I've got the free train for a supermarket.

That's time critical.

Because of all these corrugations, that slows you down.

As long as I'm even four-five, Tom's ticket.

Once I finish up this season, when it gets too wet to come back in here,

it'll be Hibbo's retiring long-distance trucking

and getting yourself a normal life for once.

I've got twin daughters, you know, they're 26.

Obviously, I wasn't there to see those girls grow up.

I was always on the highway.

It's not too late. I've got a good relationship with you.

I've got important things in my life to worry about,

which is obviously my daughters, Jayden, Caitlin and my grandson, Jake.

I'm actually looking forward to that, just downtime.

I'll go and hang out there, place a lot more, they might say,

"Oh, Dad, you're over too much now, but you know what, I don't care.

" I'm coming.

I'm coming to hang out.

Hey, we're on the bitumen.

We almost relaxed, hey.

There's no more corrugations, no more bulldust holes, no more robs.

We're probably about now late for what we should be.

But unfortunately, it is what it is.

This is by far the most exciting part of this journey.

We're getting this chilla into that dome and door.

And once the sun's loaded, my job's done.

Yibo came in with a fridge, we were out of food completely.

Nothing left at all cold-wise, all the fridges were shut up, like, we were empty.

So it was pretty crucial when he got in.

Another epic journey. Job well down, Yibo.

That does not look good.

If you might get you to jump up in the cab, when I give you the signal,

just turn the key and start winding for a while.

I just want to see what's actually occurring here, coming back out of the head.

It's make or break time for foodie.

If he can't get his truck started, he could

be stranded for days, waiting for a mechanic, missing his vital delivery deadline.

[Music]

[Laughter]

[Bleep] Look at that.

My good dirt.

You got magic fingers, boy, hey?

We're going to... That is just one hell of a relief, that is.

We're going to start breaking road trainer.

We're going to be spitting the trailer putt

because the ferry can take them one at once.

She's ready to rock and roll.

There's a five metre crop that lives in here, so

I definitely don't want to go for a swim today.

A young kiwi don't want it either.

You'd be a tasty little morsel.

The 43 tons, the absolute limit on the ferry.

And we're about 42.9.

You watch the ferry start to rise here, now.

Up we go.

There's no room for air out there.

We're going to launch him.

There we go, that's a perfect take off.

We'll drive the ferry as hard as they can up here.

Up we go.

There we go.

One down.

Last trailer.

Hello guys, he's all over, that's number five, right?

The last trailer, and we're home stretch.

Well, happy days, we're at triple road train again.

From here in it's about 44, 46 cars into town.

More than five hours behind schedule, time is running out for foodie

to deliver the trailer load of urgently required

cement powder to his hometown of Bambika.

We had open to unload this morning.

Round nine or ten, but we're going to be

doing it at probably about one or two o'clock.

Guess what, there's no more f***ing dirt, we're on Richmond.

All right, we're going to just unload that powder that they really need.

We'll go back and get the other two.

Well, we just bring it those trails home.

And tomorrow's we can get the freight out there to the people.

Happy days, we're here.

Q, what do you reckon?

Remember all your gear changes?

You're good.

Right, mate, let's go do it, mate.

Oh, I've got to get Q to drive up around the back, changing gears and that.

Just put your foot in the clutch and just quickly slip it in a second, we'll do.

There you go, keep heading that way a little bit.

All right, that's an easy one.

That's it.

All right, start to turn hard now.

Just watch the shed corner, mate, stay away.

Being a truck driver like you can explore the world.

Yeah, about here somewhere.

My stick with the old fella, until he retires.

There you go.

Then just like go out, because I'll already have my truck license and

I can like go out and look for a job somewhere far away from here.

Here's a spot, it's been a long couple of days.

You sure you want to be a truck driver, mate?

You've seen the worst of it, mate?

The shed can go around here, we go for this hill, that was very steep.

It's been an under hill, struggling to get traction.

Shit.

That's a bit easier to see how we go.

Look at this **** happened here.

The fuel goes inside the shed.

How fun.

I mean, you're oversize.

You just got to hope everyone else has switched on as well.

He doesn't give a ****.

He's coming in long.