Im travelling home from uni with my mate, we're in the standing part of the carriage since its a packed peak hour train. Anyway this unclean looking bloke, maybe 20 years old, with daggy clothing and a scraggy beard pulls out a phone, and has a conversation, of course we only hear 1 side, but this is how it went
'how are ya feeling?'
'man youre an idiot, what did i tell you about using Nos on corners, its for the straights only'
'yeah thats why you rolled your HSV (hsv what, we dont know) 50 times'
'no you cant drive my car'
'because its a VK commodoore with a supercharged 400 chev in it, with a celica gearbox (i think thats what he said) 3 inch exhaust, 2 bottles of nos (shitload of technical jargun i didnt really pick up on). its fucking quick'
'nah you couldnt handle it, im really the only one who can'
'no you cant hotwire it because its got a triple immobiliser'
'well you gotta get through the petrol and ignition immobilisers'
'only i know how to do that'
'yes i know the code'
then all of a sudden he started talking real strange, like 'whaaayaa hayya haaayyyy yyayee' and this went on for like 5 minutes, then he walked down to the lower part of the train carriage, sat down in the chair, a bit later me and my friend hear 'yeah its got a supercharged 400 chev in it' ... 'no you cant handle it' etc
seems like this guy says the same conversation out loud everywhere, maybe for a power trip, or to try and impress people with his car. either way, it was funny