Walkman Flashbacks
There you are innocently going about your day when suddenly a particular song transports you back to a specific time and place.
For me, Animotion's Obssession instantly brings back the fear and nerves of school exams. And you? Tell us all about it.
( , Thu 24 Mar 2005, 10:56)
There you are innocently going about your day when suddenly a particular song transports you back to a specific time and place.
For me, Animotion's Obssession instantly brings back the fear and nerves of school exams. And you? Tell us all about it.
( , Thu 24 Mar 2005, 10:56)
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The pain, the pain.
A friday night in 1986, I was getting ready to go out and meet my new girlfriend. Shaved, showered, hair sorted and feeling great I pulled on my jeans and did up the flies. AAAAAAARRGGHH! I caught the end of my 'soldier' in the zipper. The pain was unbearable.
I screamed for my roommate - who after she (yes she) had stopped laughing - bundled me into her car to take me to the hospital, the stereo came on and I heard Bronski Beat and Marc Almond singing "I Feel Love".
His falsetto seemed somewhat appropriate considering my condition, which again sent my flat-mate into hysterics.
*A footnote - a drunken night a few months later she asked me if my todger was scarred. I showed her the slight discolouration on my bellend and one thing led to another and we ended up doing naughties. Some slight reward I suppose.
( , Thu 24 Mar 2005, 19:11, Reply)
A friday night in 1986, I was getting ready to go out and meet my new girlfriend. Shaved, showered, hair sorted and feeling great I pulled on my jeans and did up the flies. AAAAAAARRGGHH! I caught the end of my 'soldier' in the zipper. The pain was unbearable.
I screamed for my roommate - who after she (yes she) had stopped laughing - bundled me into her car to take me to the hospital, the stereo came on and I heard Bronski Beat and Marc Almond singing "I Feel Love".
His falsetto seemed somewhat appropriate considering my condition, which again sent my flat-mate into hysterics.
*A footnote - a drunken night a few months later she asked me if my todger was scarred. I showed her the slight discolouration on my bellend and one thing led to another and we ended up doing naughties. Some slight reward I suppose.
( , Thu 24 Mar 2005, 19:11, Reply)
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