
Freddy Woo writes, "My non-prostitute-killing, lorry driving uncle once came home with a wedding cake. Found it in a layby, scoffed the lot over several weeks."
What's the best thing you've found?
( , Thu 6 Nov 2008, 11:58)
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One bleary eyed Saturday morning I stumbled from my bed, spying a zimmer frame out of my window as I put on my dressing gown before ambling downstairs to watch Saturday morning cartoons. As the sleep disappeared from my brain the reality of what I'd seen began to filter through, much like the bulldozer in the opening chapter of the Hitchhiker's Guide.
A zimmer frame. Standing perfectly upright on the pavement outside my house, as if the owner had just walked off and forgotten it. How the smeg do you lose a zimmer frame?
( , Thu 6 Nov 2008, 14:42, 2 replies)

Just like the Marie Celeste, that is.
I put it down to alien abduction. Little grey bastards. (the aliens, not the old people).
( , Thu 6 Nov 2008, 15:56, closed)
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