A Londoner parks his brand new Porsche in front of the office to show it off to his colleagues.


As he's getting out of the car, a lorry comes speeding along too close
to the kerb and takes off the door before zooming off.


More than a little distraught, the Londoner grabs his mobile and
calls the police.

Five minutes later, the police arrive. Before the policeman has a chance
to ask any questions, the man starts screaming hysterically: 'My
Porsche, my beautiful silver Porsche is ruined. No matter how long it's
at the panel beaters it'll simply never be the same again!'

After the man finally finishes his rant, the policeman shakes his head
indisgust.


'I can't believe how materialistic you bloody Londoners are,' he says.
'You lot are so focused on your possessions that you don't notice
anything else in your life.'

'How can you say such a thing at a time like this?' sobs the Porsche
owner.

The policeman replies, 'Didn't you realise that your right arm was torn
off when the truck hit you.'

The Londoner looks down in horror.


'F***ING HELL!' he screams........'Where's my Rolex????...