Ces i taith nyts efo dreifar tacsi pan on i'n dod nol o Southsea yn y nos llynedd. Ddechres i efo ryw cwot o Alan Partridge am ryw reswm, wedyn yr holl sgwrs consisted o cwots o Partridge, League of Gentlemen...on i off fy mhen eniwe so on i'n chwerthin away....wedyn dwedodd y dreifar:
'you wanna see my nightstick?'
FFYCINEL! On i'n dechrau panicio yna! On i ar ben fy hun, could he be suggesting something unsavoury here....
Fi: 'you what?!'
Dreifar: 'my nightstick! You know what it's like, you gotta defend yourself raand Pompey innit. It's in the boot, I'll show you when I drop you off.'
On i dal yn panicio chydig, ond pan cyrraedes i adra, weles i'r nightstick. Jyst truncheon du mawr yn y boot. Panic over.
Blydi hell!