It was a great holiday, but...
... the night a racoon broke into our tent and attacked us will live on in my memories.
... coming down a dirttrack mountain road with no fences with the back end of the car fishtailing about left me needing new underwear.
I'm off on holiday next week somewhere nice and safe. Tell us your holiday stories.
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 9:55)
... the night a racoon broke into our tent and attacked us will live on in my memories.
... coming down a dirttrack mountain road with no fences with the back end of the car fishtailing about left me needing new underwear.
I'm off on holiday next week somewhere nice and safe. Tell us your holiday stories.
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 9:55)
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no mummy i dont like it!
breaking my leg when i was seven jumping off a gate in france, resulted (after three fucking days in agony of my dad not believing me "don't cry wolf) in a trip to the hospital. those french bastards don't believe in taking medicine by mouth, so they used the other entrance. what a way to ruin a holiday. didn't help when my mum administered, my dad and sister could be heard giggling around the corner
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 10:44, Reply)
breaking my leg when i was seven jumping off a gate in france, resulted (after three fucking days in agony of my dad not believing me "don't cry wolf) in a trip to the hospital. those french bastards don't believe in taking medicine by mouth, so they used the other entrance. what a way to ruin a holiday. didn't help when my mum administered, my dad and sister could be heard giggling around the corner
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 10:44, Reply)
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