Spoooky Coincidence
B3ta's very own Fraser was once a cycle courier. On one job out to docklands his radio gave out, so he had to find a public phonebox to ring back to base.
He'd just located one when it began to ring. Picking it up, it was (obviously) a wrong number, but Fraser recognised the voice. Turned out it was a mate of his he hadn't seen for ages.
What spoooky* coincidences have you encountered?
* spoooky should always have three o's. 100% fact
( , Thu 8 Feb 2007, 14:07)
B3ta's very own Fraser was once a cycle courier. On one job out to docklands his radio gave out, so he had to find a public phonebox to ring back to base.
He'd just located one when it began to ring. Picking it up, it was (obviously) a wrong number, but Fraser recognised the voice. Turned out it was a mate of his he hadn't seen for ages.
What spoooky* coincidences have you encountered?
* spoooky should always have three o's. 100% fact
( , Thu 8 Feb 2007, 14:07)
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This was spooky...
During the Irish potato famine I decided to do my bit to help. I travelled to Holland to take advantage of their problem with rabbits. The plan was to shoot a whole fuck load of rabbits and send them back to the starving mick. I thought I would be the only person to come up with the idea, but imagine my surprise when, upon boarding the Amsterdam zeppelin, there was a whole crowd of people all stood around dressed in the same red pac-a-mac, nylon grey trousers, clutching a gat gun and a book by Rudyard Kipling called "How to catch rabbits with a gat gun in Holland and post them back to the starving mick all on your own".
Needless to say, we all saw the funny side and didn't bother going because we all realised it was only the mick.
( , Thu 8 Feb 2007, 15:39, Reply)
During the Irish potato famine I decided to do my bit to help. I travelled to Holland to take advantage of their problem with rabbits. The plan was to shoot a whole fuck load of rabbits and send them back to the starving mick. I thought I would be the only person to come up with the idea, but imagine my surprise when, upon boarding the Amsterdam zeppelin, there was a whole crowd of people all stood around dressed in the same red pac-a-mac, nylon grey trousers, clutching a gat gun and a book by Rudyard Kipling called "How to catch rabbits with a gat gun in Holland and post them back to the starving mick all on your own".
Needless to say, we all saw the funny side and didn't bother going because we all realised it was only the mick.
( , Thu 8 Feb 2007, 15:39, Reply)
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