Disappointment but not mine
Back in the early 90's I was desperate for a Commodore Amiga and thanks to general irritation from me and my 2 brothers it was looking like we would have one on Christmas day (if we behaved). A few weeks before Christmas my dad took our Amstrad CPC 464 (With green screen!) from my room and told me that he was making space for something and gave me a knowing wink. Christmas came around and lo and behold my 2 brothers and me received an Amiga 600 as our main joint Christmas present. Thanks to my dads inability to keep secrets me and my brothers had a load of copied games to play on waiting upstairs and rushed off to play Sensible Soccer (Cant remember if it was that or not but I'm making an educated guess).

A few days later and we find out what happened to my old Amstrad. My dad had sold it to a couple of people he knew who were wanting to buy a computer for their kids for Christmas. The kids in question were actually mates of mine who had spent the run up to Christmas bragging that they were definitely going to get an Amiga at Christmas with various original games so they didn't need copies (he was an annoying twunt who looked down his nose at me then and probably still does now- Joe you are an arsehole). I just wish that his parents had a video camera so I could have seen the look on his face when he came down on Christmas day, unwrapped the computer shaped present that was waiting for them under the tree and found the Amstrad with Roland on the ropes waiting in the casette drive.
(mon bison powered by magnets, Fri 27 Jun 2008, 11:18, 1 reply)

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h aha i liked that.
( browser still relating boring anecdotes into a void on, Tue 1 Jul 2008, 17:14, closed)