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)
« Go Back
Ahhh Thailand ......
where the weed is sweet an teh jails are nasty ...
my g/f was paranoid that I'd take some weed back to UK so to convince her otherwise I emptied the last bag over the edge of the boat on teh way to teh airport - "there, that's it all gone ..."
Stop-over at Otopeni airport on return flight - looking through my wallet for last few dollars for cup of coffee I discover a further bag of weed I'd accidently (HONESTLY!!!) exported from Thailand - not wanting any more surprises I went to teh loos to get rid of the evidence. I tipped the bag down the loo to then discover the flush doesn't work - all this weed is floating around in teh bowl looking at me saying "you really should smoked me back on the beach ..."
Teh moral of the story I think is that poly-drug abuse is damn good fun ... ?
Now we have kids we are too poor to travel abroad so thankfully this sort of thing cannot ever happen again .
( , Sat 23 Apr 2005, 7:59, Reply)
where the weed is sweet an teh jails are nasty ...
my g/f was paranoid that I'd take some weed back to UK so to convince her otherwise I emptied the last bag over the edge of the boat on teh way to teh airport - "there, that's it all gone ..."
Stop-over at Otopeni airport on return flight - looking through my wallet for last few dollars for cup of coffee I discover a further bag of weed I'd accidently (HONESTLY!!!) exported from Thailand - not wanting any more surprises I went to teh loos to get rid of the evidence. I tipped the bag down the loo to then discover the flush doesn't work - all this weed is floating around in teh bowl looking at me saying "you really should smoked me back on the beach ..."
Teh moral of the story I think is that poly-drug abuse is damn good fun ... ?
Now we have kids we are too poor to travel abroad so thankfully this sort of thing cannot ever happen again .
( , Sat 23 Apr 2005, 7:59, Reply)
« Go Back