Conspiracy Theories
What's your favourite one that you almost believe? And why? We're popping on our tinfoil hats and very much looking forward to your answers. (Thanks to Shezam for this suggestion.)
( , Thu 1 Dec 2011, 13:47)
What's your favourite one that you almost believe? And why? We're popping on our tinfoil hats and very much looking forward to your answers. (Thanks to Shezam for this suggestion.)
( , Thu 1 Dec 2011, 13:47)
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Late entry - Australian rules KO
Mrs Vagabond and I went to Australia so that I could be my good friend's Best Man.
After a 26-hour flight with three stop-offs, we disembarked at Melbourne, feeling more jaded than your mum after a night at the docks.
Our luggage had been delayed at Abu Dhabi, we were both absolutely shattered (neither of us likes flying), it was the middle of the afternoon the next or the previous day, and we really didn't have much of a clue about anything at all, other than that the nice man at the airport had given us $200 as compensation for the delay on our luggage.
We found our hotel, and obviously decided that the best thing to do was get pissed, and hope that we would sleep for a week. However, we were in Australia, it was all very exciting, and we started having a grand old time.
Returning to our room, Mrs V went straight to bed, and I went for a crap - a big job, since I'd held on for the duration of the flight.
On my return from the khazi, I saw that my coat was hanging over the television. Mrs V is generally fastidiously tidy, so this was of note.
"What's up?" I enquired.
"Erm ... " said Mrs V, giggling self-consciously, "I, er ... I thought the telly might be watching us, so I, er ... I hung it over there ... "
"You're drunk, you're tired, and that's ridiculous" I said, taking it off.
I got into bed, where we lay, staring at the blank, emotionless television screen.
"We're drunk, we're tired, and that's ridiculous" I said.
And in one fluid movement was up, grabbed the coat and replaced it, before sleeping for 24 hours straight, and wondering for a significant amount of time on awakening what the hell my coat was doing covering the television.
( , Wed 7 Dec 2011, 13:24, 3 replies)
Mrs Vagabond and I went to Australia so that I could be my good friend's Best Man.
After a 26-hour flight with three stop-offs, we disembarked at Melbourne, feeling more jaded than your mum after a night at the docks.
Our luggage had been delayed at Abu Dhabi, we were both absolutely shattered (neither of us likes flying), it was the middle of the afternoon the next or the previous day, and we really didn't have much of a clue about anything at all, other than that the nice man at the airport had given us $200 as compensation for the delay on our luggage.
We found our hotel, and obviously decided that the best thing to do was get pissed, and hope that we would sleep for a week. However, we were in Australia, it was all very exciting, and we started having a grand old time.
Returning to our room, Mrs V went straight to bed, and I went for a crap - a big job, since I'd held on for the duration of the flight.
On my return from the khazi, I saw that my coat was hanging over the television. Mrs V is generally fastidiously tidy, so this was of note.
"What's up?" I enquired.
"Erm ... " said Mrs V, giggling self-consciously, "I, er ... I thought the telly might be watching us, so I, er ... I hung it over there ... "
"You're drunk, you're tired, and that's ridiculous" I said, taking it off.
I got into bed, where we lay, staring at the blank, emotionless television screen.
"We're drunk, we're tired, and that's ridiculous" I said.
And in one fluid movement was up, grabbed the coat and replaced it, before sleeping for 24 hours straight, and wondering for a significant amount of time on awakening what the hell my coat was doing covering the television.
( , Wed 7 Dec 2011, 13:24, 3 replies)
My dads usual a bit morose after, mind.
He doesn't really swing that way, and I think it hurts his pride a bit.
( , Wed 7 Dec 2011, 14:20, closed)
He doesn't really swing that way, and I think it hurts his pride a bit.
( , Wed 7 Dec 2011, 14:20, closed)
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