Monday, 6 October 2008

Pongo

No, I shouldn’t call Patrick - Pongo just because he comes from the Democratic Republic of the Congo and is known in Metrorail as Congo. The name Pongo comes from my Army days where I was in the Equestrian unit. After a couple of weeks in the bush we come back smelling just like a horse. We where called pongos because every where we went the pong went too.



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