At 3 Bucks A Litre, This Brissy Stockbroker Is Starting To Question Why The Fuck He Owns A Ford Raptor

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For well over a decade, Milton Ascot (36) has had to endure the 'concrete cowboy' allegations.

As a young man, he never did any time up north chasing cattle or banging in fences.

Instead, he went straight to QUT to study finance, before travelling Europe as a backpacker.

In fact, the furthest west he's ever been was the Dalby Picnic Races on a bucks party.

He doesn't come from country stock either. Aside from a couple members of his extended family living out in Ipswich, Milton is a city boy through and through.

But as a proud Queenslander, he feels entitled to wear moleskin trousers and a striped button up on a night out.

He also feels like it shouldn't be a big deal that he drives a 2 metre long Ford Raptor.

Despite the fact that his 90 grand utility vehicle serves no other purpose than an A-to-B mode of transport between his Woolloongabba apartment building and his CBD high rise car park.

His mates give him a lot of curry for this trophy ride, but he has long maintained that it's tray came in very handy when he had to move house last year.

However, as the War in Iran rages, Milton is beginning to question whether it's worth the $250 bucks a week to keep this beast running.

"Yeah I've been thinking about it a bit..." he mutters.

Milton says the global oil shortage has really forced him to reconsider his personal brand, especially given the fact

"I mean... I'd probably get less shit for a BYD. Seriously"

"I'd actually get less shit if I just commuted the fifteen minutes from the Gabba busway"

"And I still really don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do when this 3 tonne ute gets a flat tyre"