The Dark
17,000 writes: Everything bad happens in the dark. Tell us your stories of noises and bumps in the night, power cuts, blindfolds and cinema fumbling.
( , Thu 23 Jul 2009, 15:49)
17,000 writes: Everything bad happens in the dark. Tell us your stories of noises and bumps in the night, power cuts, blindfolds and cinema fumbling.
( , Thu 23 Jul 2009, 15:49)
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Dark Horse
After drinking ourselves silly whilst at a friends house, we decided at 3am that we should go and try to steal a small tree from the local tree nursery. (random and cuntish i know)
We took the main road for about half a mile to the nursery, and on arrival I hopped the fence and set about cutting the chain on the nearest small tree. It broke loose and I swung it back over the fence to my friend. Neither of us wanted to be caught carrying a medium sized tree along a main road, so we took a shortcut through the fields, sharing the weight of it.
Absolute darkness surrounded us, as we staggered through the really muddy field, and then out of the gloom, a fucking huge white horse came past us at full speed. After a couple more horse passes we legged it, leaving the tree. My shoe came off, and i fell over, but we made it back.
My mate went back for it the next morning, and the tree is now growing in the pub carpark near his house.
( , Fri 24 Jul 2009, 11:35, Reply)
After drinking ourselves silly whilst at a friends house, we decided at 3am that we should go and try to steal a small tree from the local tree nursery. (random and cuntish i know)
We took the main road for about half a mile to the nursery, and on arrival I hopped the fence and set about cutting the chain on the nearest small tree. It broke loose and I swung it back over the fence to my friend. Neither of us wanted to be caught carrying a medium sized tree along a main road, so we took a shortcut through the fields, sharing the weight of it.
Absolute darkness surrounded us, as we staggered through the really muddy field, and then out of the gloom, a fucking huge white horse came past us at full speed. After a couple more horse passes we legged it, leaving the tree. My shoe came off, and i fell over, but we made it back.
My mate went back for it the next morning, and the tree is now growing in the pub carpark near his house.
( , Fri 24 Jul 2009, 11:35, Reply)
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