Some sort of Beetle festival, (the car), many years ago.
We all turned up in an estate car as none of us owned a Beetle but no-one seemed to mind. We then spent the first day getting sunburned apart from my ex who's car it was and who had red hair and pale skin and sat in the tent most of the day. The next day we spent approximatley 4 solid hours in the car singing along to Alanis Morrisette on the car stereo, and we weren't even on drugs.

Crazy!
( girlinthehole, Thu 4 Jun 2009, 19:19, 2 replies)

on no drugs...
perhaps there was someone holding you to ransom at gunpoint, unless you sang Alanis Morisette???

/only logical explaination
( Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Thu 4 Jun 2009, 21:21, closed)

I have 3 of her CDs.

I must give them back to her soon.

Oh, HER music? Bleeeurghhhh.
( Duke Of Belmsford has got 99 records, but Jay-Z ain't one, Thu 4 Jun 2009, 23:06, closed)