Failed
On my third driving test, I turned right out of the test centre, reached a pedestrian crossing, attempted to run over a little old lady, was prevented from doing so by the examiner grabbing the wheel, then proceeded straight back to the test centre.
The drive home was very, very quiet. I've never felt such a complete failure.
What have you failed at?
( , Fri 5 Jan 2007, 10:21)
On my third driving test, I turned right out of the test centre, reached a pedestrian crossing, attempted to run over a little old lady, was prevented from doing so by the examiner grabbing the wheel, then proceeded straight back to the test centre.
The drive home was very, very quiet. I've never felt such a complete failure.
What have you failed at?
( , Fri 5 Jan 2007, 10:21)
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Two-nil
I was unexpectedly and forcefully evicted from somewhere I had been all my life, somewhere I was happy and content. Luckily I was quickly installed in a new abode, though I still can't believe they thought it would be a good idea, plenty of other people would have been pleased to see me and looked after me.
The new place was in a hell of a state, totally uncared for, the previous occupant had obviously been as hard as nails (and very small). The owner wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer, I mean, getting rat-arsed on wine when I was still settling in wasn't very clever was it?
Anyway, very soon it became painfully clear that me and my new residence were totally incompatible, something had to give.
So I failed.
I was, of course, George Best's new liver.
I also failed to see why that was deleted the first fucking time I posted it. Apart from the fact it's not funny.
( , Wed 10 Jan 2007, 12:41, Reply)
I was unexpectedly and forcefully evicted from somewhere I had been all my life, somewhere I was happy and content. Luckily I was quickly installed in a new abode, though I still can't believe they thought it would be a good idea, plenty of other people would have been pleased to see me and looked after me.
The new place was in a hell of a state, totally uncared for, the previous occupant had obviously been as hard as nails (and very small). The owner wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer, I mean, getting rat-arsed on wine when I was still settling in wasn't very clever was it?
Anyway, very soon it became painfully clear that me and my new residence were totally incompatible, something had to give.
So I failed.
I was, of course, George Best's new liver.
I also failed to see why that was deleted the first fucking time I posted it. Apart from the fact it's not funny.
( , Wed 10 Jan 2007, 12:41, Reply)
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