I was drunk when I bought this
Last weekend I realised that I was in a shoe shop sober for the first time... which is why I have such a wierd collection of shoes I don't wear. Thank god I don't have an Ebay account.
What rubbish have you bought whilst drunk?
( , Thu 9 Jun 2005, 11:42)
Last weekend I realised that I was in a shoe shop sober for the first time... which is why I have such a wierd collection of shoes I don't wear. Thank god I don't have an Ebay account.
What rubbish have you bought whilst drunk?
( , Thu 9 Jun 2005, 11:42)
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not bought, *cough* acquired
one exceedingly drunken evening in town i decided to wander home as it was in the days when i lived a 10 minute walk (or 35 minute stagger) from the centre.
taking my usual route up the dual-carriageway i spied a men at work roadsign which had clearly been forgotten from when they'd had roadworks there.
fast forward to the next morning when i come downstairs and find a 4ft high roadsign in my living room and no recollection of how it got there.
hazy memories started drifting back, including me lugging this thing half a mile up the hill and down a couple of residential streets, then finally across my cul-de-sac, where the clanging noise it made must have woken half the street up.
it took up residence at the top of the stairs until the day i moved out about five years later, when daddy squirrel removed it in his van and dumped it in a lay-by far far away on his way to work one day.
( , Mon 13 Jun 2005, 14:51, Reply)
one exceedingly drunken evening in town i decided to wander home as it was in the days when i lived a 10 minute walk (or 35 minute stagger) from the centre.
taking my usual route up the dual-carriageway i spied a men at work roadsign which had clearly been forgotten from when they'd had roadworks there.
fast forward to the next morning when i come downstairs and find a 4ft high roadsign in my living room and no recollection of how it got there.
hazy memories started drifting back, including me lugging this thing half a mile up the hill and down a couple of residential streets, then finally across my cul-de-sac, where the clanging noise it made must have woken half the street up.
it took up residence at the top of the stairs until the day i moved out about five years later, when daddy squirrel removed it in his van and dumped it in a lay-by far far away on his way to work one day.
( , Mon 13 Jun 2005, 14:51, Reply)
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