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)
« Go Back
bindun?
It was a strange day, I had got up in the evening and I had nothing to say, when I went back to bed the next morning I felt the same way. We where in a rut, so my missus and I decided to head out for a night and do something different. I wasn’t looking the best so I decided I probably should change my clothes and while I was at it my hair and if I could find away my face.
We headed to a club that had an open fire and an indoor shooting range. Unfortunately when we got there the fire had not been lit as they had run out of matches and as everyone knows you can’t start a fire without a spark. My wife had a go at the indoor shooting range and the weapon she used was very nice, I asked her where she had got it and she told me that this guns for hire.
The music started up and it was some old Bruce Springsteen tracks, we bopped around together having a great time but, the fuse for the lights blew and the club went totally black but, the music kept playing. I twirled my missus around and started to fox trot with her, we having so much fun, just dancing in the dark.
( , Tue 28 Jul 2009, 3:44, 1 reply)
It was a strange day, I had got up in the evening and I had nothing to say, when I went back to bed the next morning I felt the same way. We where in a rut, so my missus and I decided to head out for a night and do something different. I wasn’t looking the best so I decided I probably should change my clothes and while I was at it my hair and if I could find away my face.
We headed to a club that had an open fire and an indoor shooting range. Unfortunately when we got there the fire had not been lit as they had run out of matches and as everyone knows you can’t start a fire without a spark. My wife had a go at the indoor shooting range and the weapon she used was very nice, I asked her where she had got it and she told me that this guns for hire.
The music started up and it was some old Bruce Springsteen tracks, we bopped around together having a great time but, the fuse for the lights blew and the club went totally black but, the music kept playing. I twirled my missus around and started to fox trot with her, we having so much fun, just dancing in the dark.
( , Tue 28 Jul 2009, 3:44, 1 reply)
« Go Back