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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I Have To Pay For It?Last, ohhh, Feb I think, maybe two years ago, me and Mrs.9V were on 'olidays in a sunny old place, living it up at beaches and touristy what-not, any way, we were there for a week, and as you do, you might run out of toilet paper, which we did. Mind you, calling the sandpaper they had there "toilet paper" was rich.
So, as we were fast approaching zereo-level of the stuff, I walked down to the front desk and asked for some more, as I couldn't fine any in the room.
"okay, sure that will be 60c"
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?"
Needless to say Mrs.9V was enraged, as was I, I gave them a 60c peice of my mind and got all the bloody toilet paper I could ever dream about for free.
bastards.
but i won!
(, Fri 22 Apr 2005, 2:53, Reply)
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