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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other half from devon...... where they smoke only the best, not crappy soap bar like what i'm used to in glasgow.
his mates live in a town, his parents live 10 miles away so we opt to stay in BB for the night, not wishing to ask the in-laws for a lift home at some ungodly hour - anyway, the weed is hefty, i've had a few pints, i'm toking away like it's pishy soap bar......thankfully the BB is only across the road from his mates house, i gets in the door and just about manages to razz in the bathroom sink (couldn't make the bog) and middle management spares my blushes by filtering all the carrotts and whatever i had deposited down the plughole - i will never again smoke devon weed, my namby pamby scottish tolerance can't handle it
(, Sat 23 Apr 2005, 2:35, Reply)
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