once upon a time
when I was about 15/16 and living in Sheffield, we'd used to hung around town on the weekends and indulging in drinking pikey cider and getting stoned as most teenagers did.
Anyway there used to be a derelict building behind Cole brothers(AKA John lewis nowadays) which we used to skin up in, so we went to skin up a J, and we noticed a sports bag hidden within the debris, we rooted it out to find a playstation 1, along with around 4 control pads, a multitap, and shitloads of games.
We took it down to the cash converters, but they wouldnt offer us the cash for it, considering we we're underage, but they would offer an exchange, we think fair enough, whatever its worth we'll split the trade value between us..
We ended up trading it for several PS2 games in the end, one lad in our group decided to burn his...

never quite understood his mentallity...
(Lord Chode, Thu 6 Nov 2008, 21:08, Reply)