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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whilst not really a coincidence
i swear, everywhere i go i am being followed by gingers, i cant go out anywhere without seeing them, and their beacon of bright light for hair.
one day, whilst out in town buying tennis rackets, i actually saw a good 16 of them, in the same shops i was in. however one was really taking the biscuit.big lanky chap, he was. i picked up a good tennis racket, then put it down again. around 2 minutes later he picked it up, and put it down again, mirroring my every move. this happened a good three times before i decided to call it a day and step up to the challenge.
not being of the aggressive persuasion, it should be known now that i don't usually do this, but here it goes
me:"oi carrot top"
ginger stalker of doom:"beg your pardon?"(yes, he was articulate but oh ho i was not going to be fooled)
me (mumbling): i said oi carrot top
ginger stalker of doom: i don't want to be rude but carrot tops are actually green.
cue silence in which i look in amazement at the sheer stupidity yet strange intelligence of this comment
me:oh, sorry about that
and thats pretty much the story of the biggest fight of my life.
( , Thu 8 Feb 2007, 22:50, Reply)
i swear, everywhere i go i am being followed by gingers, i cant go out anywhere without seeing them, and their beacon of bright light for hair.
one day, whilst out in town buying tennis rackets, i actually saw a good 16 of them, in the same shops i was in. however one was really taking the biscuit.big lanky chap, he was. i picked up a good tennis racket, then put it down again. around 2 minutes later he picked it up, and put it down again, mirroring my every move. this happened a good three times before i decided to call it a day and step up to the challenge.
not being of the aggressive persuasion, it should be known now that i don't usually do this, but here it goes
me:"oi carrot top"
ginger stalker of doom:"beg your pardon?"(yes, he was articulate but oh ho i was not going to be fooled)
me (mumbling): i said oi carrot top
ginger stalker of doom: i don't want to be rude but carrot tops are actually green.
cue silence in which i look in amazement at the sheer stupidity yet strange intelligence of this comment
me:oh, sorry about that
and thats pretty much the story of the biggest fight of my life.
( , Thu 8 Feb 2007, 22:50, Reply)
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