In the middle of the night, a Bootneck is driving from Plymouth to London, and a Para is driving from London to Plymouth.
There are no other cars on the road, and they hit each other head-on, and both cars go flying off in different directions.
The Bootneck manages to climb out of his car and surveys the damage.
He looks at his twisted car and says, “Man, I am really lucky to be alive!”
Likewise, the Para scrambles out of his car and looks at his wreckage.
He too says to himself, “I can’t believe I survived this wreck!”
The Bootneck walks over to the Para and says, “Hey man, I think this is a sign from God that we should put away our petty differences and live as friends instead of arch rivals.”
The Para thinks for a moment and says, “You know, you’re absolutely right!
We should be friends.”
The Bootneck says, “I’m gonna see what else survived this wreck.”
So Royal pops open his boot and finds a full, unopened bottle of Pussers rum.
He says to the Para, “I think this is another sign from God that we should toast to our newfound understanding and friendship.”
The Para replies, “You’re damn right!” and he grabs the bottle and starts guzzling down the rum.
After putting away nearly half the bottle, the Para hands it back to the Bootneck and says, “That was good!
Your turn!”
Royal puts the cap back on the bottle and says, “Nahh, I think I’ll wait for the cops to arrive.”