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.
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rob, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 9:55)
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It was a great holiday, but...Paris, October 2003, me and a friend, both 15 at the time, go away for the week to see a friend in Paris. Good week that, except for the 5th day or so, when we met up with a couple of girls from home who were also there at the time and went out drinking. Straight vodka. I had 1 shot and nearly threw up it was so bad, so my two mates and one of the girls shared pretty much all the vodka. Walking down the street holding up now rather drunk girl as french friend sings and swaggers. And falls over. Just as a car passes. Car stops and two guys get out. Fold down little badges that say Police. Fucksocks. Get carted of down the nick with one of the girls in tears. Waiting to speak to an english speaking policeman when very drunk french friend collapses and vomits all over the floor. Eventually get picked up by friends dad shortly after the ambulance arrived. Needless to say my friend looked a little worse for wear after that. Went back the next year too, but left the vodka alone after that.
No apologies for anything.
(, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 16:18, Reply)
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