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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Spanish Homestay before GCSE's
Two of my friends and I were staying with the same family, and so we would always go out in the evening to go drinking (I was only 16 at the time, but I got served everywhere). Anyway, we found a great bar near to where we were staying, and so went there almost every night. One night, one of my friends got quite drunk, and I thought it would be fun to make a fool out of him as we were walking (on concrete) back to the house...
So I said to him, "How far can you lean back into the sky without falling over?"
Obviously he fell over because he was drunk, but for some reason just before he reached the ground, he turned over so he landed on his chin. Cue blood and big fuck off scar on his chin...
I got my just desserts a couple of days later. I was playing football and somehow managed to trip over the football and skid along concrete until I got stopped by a helpful tree in the way. Cue much more blood and a HUGE scar (now faded) on my arm...
But at least my scar wasn't on my face...
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 17:30, Reply)
Two of my friends and I were staying with the same family, and so we would always go out in the evening to go drinking (I was only 16 at the time, but I got served everywhere). Anyway, we found a great bar near to where we were staying, and so went there almost every night. One night, one of my friends got quite drunk, and I thought it would be fun to make a fool out of him as we were walking (on concrete) back to the house...
So I said to him, "How far can you lean back into the sky without falling over?"
Obviously he fell over because he was drunk, but for some reason just before he reached the ground, he turned over so he landed on his chin. Cue blood and big fuck off scar on his chin...
I got my just desserts a couple of days later. I was playing football and somehow managed to trip over the football and skid along concrete until I got stopped by a helpful tree in the way. Cue much more blood and a HUGE scar (now faded) on my arm...
But at least my scar wasn't on my face...
( , Thu 21 Apr 2005, 17:30, Reply)
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