This was told to me
so I have no idea if it's true, but she seemed sincere, and it's a cracking story so here goes...

I was chatting to a woman at a party, and I offered her some massive drugs, as you do. She politely declined, saying that she doesn't do that any more. Naturally, I asked why that might be, since she was clearly a party animal even without pharmacological assistance.

She told me that some years before, she'd set out on a night with her friends, the usual pub - club - freeparty nonsense that made up a typical weekend back then. Something must have gone wrong, however, since at that point it all becomes blank.

There was nothing more, apart from some hazy images, until she suddenly snapped back into the world some time later. She found herself standing outside her parents' house, ringing their doorbell, with no knowledge of how she'd got there.

Or, in fact, of how she had managed to acquire the three-year-old child who was dutifully holding her hand by her side.

The "blank" had lasted something like five years. The child was later proven conclusively to be her own. She still has no memory of the time, or indeed the father.
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 13:20, 12 replies)

she was
a CIA mind control slave maybe?
(Gru being trolled since 1998, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 13:37, closed)

i call shenanigans.
i'm pretty sure nobody outside of a psych ward has spent five years on the dark side and had a kid with no intervention.
( janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 13:59, closed)

Shenanigans are certainly possible
However, her claim was that she'd been living a full life in that time - the hazy images were of people and places - but that it was, in some sense, a different person. Kind of a multiple personality thing.

So, to the people who knew her during that time she might have come over as perfectly normal, or at least within the admittedly broad range of human behavioural norms. It just wasn't "her".
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 14:02, closed)

having called it as bullshit, i'll still be pitching it to ITV drama.
i'm thinking stacey branning off of eastenders as the mother, and robson green playing the kid. have your people call my people.
( janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 14:10, closed)

Roy Cropper as the dealer

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 14:12, closed)

You're not my real mum!
I am! Am I? What? Anybody got any Veras? Sorted. Oontz oontz oontz oontz oontz oontz oontz HAVE IT!
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 14:13, closed)

That's nothing I once heard about a bloke who necked some calpol and his cock turned into a turnip.

( Amorous Badger NAKED BEA ARTHUR PHOTOS 4U, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 15:21, closed)

Absolutely blatent nonsense.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 14:29, closed)

Most probably.
pedant alert whoop whoop pedant alert

(1) "blatant" is spelled "blatant"
(b) "blatant" is not a synonym for "obvious"
(iii) prophet
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 14:34, closed)

cheers

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 15:01, closed)

cheers
(I now have four variants of "cheers" in my autocomplete)

Cheers.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Mon 28 Mar 2011, 15:05, closed)

the "like" knob
has rarely been that insufficient.
(funktrash soul = combustion engine, Tue 29 Mar 2011, 9:10, closed)