It was a great holiday, but...... the night a racoon broke into our tent and attacked us will live on in my memories.
... coming down a dirttrack mountain road with no fences with the back end of the car fishtailing about left me needing new underwear.
I'm off on holiday next week somewhere nice and safe. Tell us your holiday stories.
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rob, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 9:55)
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marital stress..Not a holiday, per se, but staying with my gf and her older brother in her house for a month. (it was like a holiday for me, being that I hate travelling)
After a relatively good stay, it all went tits up a few days before I left. After getting hideously drunk on god knows what, gf's brother elected that I should drive us into town to get more booze. Girlfriend took exception to this and spent the whole journey leaning over the backseat, trying to strangle me.
That led to a scene in the off license, I stormed out. Back at her's, she took offence at something her brother said, turned round and punched me in the face. I hit a wall, broke my hand and spent the next few days in utter agony, ice taped to it, with everyone that came to the house refusing to drive me the 20 miles to hospital because it was 'only bruised'.
Five days later, lying in nothing but a surgical gown trying to look good while the insanely attractive nurse asked me questions about my drug use and when my last period was, and I hated the world more than ever.
However I now have three little scars on my hand as a reminder of my lovely NOTHOLIDAY.
(, Sat 23 Apr 2005, 13:21, Reply)
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