It would have been the best if I got to keep it!
on my way to work one night, at a nightclub in Glasgow, I found a coffin
when I say find, I mean i walked into it! There it was, lying down, in the middle of a lane going off the main road.

mmm, i thinks, a coffin- not normal, but what the hell. I`m not that far from the morgue, so maybe this is a drop-off point!?

I carry on walking swiftly, as it`s not well lit round there, and bump into two of glasgow`s finest constabulary soon after. After commenting on said coffin, and convincing them that, rather than being pished, I am on my way to work, they let me go on my way.

On getting to the club (slightly late) I tell the manager about this strange course of events; as his bullshit detector went into effect he decided to jump into the crap-mobile and prove me wrong and/or wasted.
Three right-hand turns later he slows the crap-mobile down as we pass the spectacle of five cops heaving the now evidently occupied coffin into a police transit van.

Sadly, the initial cop pair hadn`t asked me for too many details, so I didn`t get to keep it and its contents if it wasn`t claimed!

length// about 7` by 3`, tapering off to either end.
(hiddenshallows, Sun 9 Nov 2008, 21:17, Reply)