Yeah, he can't fix my bloody flat!
I call 'im up and he's all "how many times must a man get wet", and i told 'im straight, "Bob" i said, "I've 'ad it up to 'ere with yer philosphical ruminations, put yer back into it fer a change!"

Lazy swine hung up on me. Still at least i remembered to reverse the charges on HIM this time. Back at ya Bob! Talent's one fing, tools is quite anuvver!