About 1990
I would have been about 7, me, my folks and a friend of mine went camping somewhere in Devon (yes, we are pikeys). Now, I don't remember holidays I went on last year, but to this day, I remember this holiday to the very last detail.

Anyone from England will know what I'm talking about when I associate the words, camping, karaoke, phoenix nights, cheap fizzy cola and fruit machines. Essentially, all the ingredients for a early 90's holiday in the U.K, oh and about the same as a holiday in the Isle of Wight now as they are about 20 years behind.

Anyway, my friend was a bit of a naughty kid, the type who was just uncontrollable, hyperactive yet equally adorable. I on the other hand was naive and pretty well behaved, so let's just say I was somewhat confused when he decided to steal a set of keys off the side of the bar my mom and dad had taken us in.

Now, this little fucker, bearing in mind he was 7 years old had clocked (has he lived in a pub with his parents) that the fruit machine master key was on this bunch. Now, being 7 at the time, and thinking back now, this place was like a mini Las Vegas, there was a good 12 fruit machines on the complex which me and this kid systematically rinsed dry over the course of the next day.

I can't believe I could even count this high, but we managed to take over 1200 quid out these fruit machines.

So, this was the best thing I found....he technically stole it, but he kept telling me he found it! either way, looking back, that would land me in jail if i did it now.

The hardest thing about finding this key was covering up the fact that my mom didnt have to raise my dinner money till I went to high school
(Sir_Digby_Chicken_Caeser [email protected], Tue 11 Nov 2008, 13:08, 2 replies)

wrong
Found != stolen
( rofl harris, Tue 11 Nov 2008, 14:13, closed)

What did you spend it on?
Thats a a hell of a lot of sweets!
(kitescreech still here, Wed 12 Nov 2008, 18:37, closed)