Just when you thought it couldn’t get any more ridiculous than “Down Loading Virus” (click here), this newcomer bursts onto the streets and steals the show. Yes, it’s “I wish to know”; a taxi that wears it's ignorance proudly on it's sleeve.

But it’s the open-endedness of the phrase that really makes it shine in my eyes. What exactly does this fine taxi “Wish to know”?

Perhaps where to purchase a counterfeit driver’s license?

Or maybe which brand of cardboard box makes the best brake-pad replacement?

Or where he can buy an illegal firearm to attack other taxis that are on his turf?

Does he “wish to know” how many passengers can be physically crammed into the back seats before the rear suspension gives out?

SO MANY QUESTIONS, SO FEW ANSWERS!!

Who will tell him what he so badly desires to find out? Does anybody care? He must be suffering terribly in his ill-informed state!

Perhaps he roams the streets of Durban, searching for his soul-mate: another taxi named “I wish to inform”, who will shed light on his sad predicament.

Let me be the first to speak in solidarity. I think there's an “I wish to know” in every one of us. I certainly wish to know. Deep down, we ALL wish to know.

Boo-ya.