Once while in Cape Town I stumbled into one of those 24hr petrol station shops in the wee hours, with a friend of mine. We were on a cigarettes and redbull scavenge. When we got to the till there was a very attractive young lady in front of us. My mate, one of these long haired surfer types who fancies himself a ladies man, proceeded to shamelessly hit on her. I stood back from the situation and watched as the young lady?s boyfriend approached and tapped my gallant friend on the shoulder. Then I started to giggle as he brushed the guys hand away and said something like, ?I?ll be with you in a minute mate.? So the boyfriend tapped him on the shoulder again. This time my mate turned around and found himself staring directly at the chest of one Mr Bobby Skinstad the then captain of the Springbok Rugby team. The expression on his face was priceless.