Shit Claims to Fame IIMy car was in the Specsavers advert with the old lady and the loud stereo. Not me. My stupid blue Nissan Micra. Tell us about your brushes with fame.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 20 Sep 2012, 15:49)
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Waiting for the guests of honor to show after a Chicago Symphony Orchestra concert in 1970,my wife met one of my friends, who then paid his grocery tab by writing pornography. My wife, wanting to being published herself, talked shop with him in blunt language, which would be problematic if overheard.
I watched out for others getting too close, but I failed to see that Daniel Barenboim and Jacqueline DuPre had entered from a door I thought closed off and they had huge grins on their faces as they stood between my enthsuiastically smut-talking wife and friend.
"Hello, we must be going."
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tromboner cherophobia is my kind of fun, Thu 20 Sep 2012, 21:48,
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