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 got sickoh yeah, that happens to everyone.
well i'll tell it anyways. we fly to nice expensive luxury hotel in tropics.
cue me quickly getting sic (sic) as a dog. and not one of those super dogs from tv. i mean one of those dogs that is lying on the side of the road, dead.
must have caught something on the plane. damn germs.
about two days later (so i overexaggerate, what ya gonna do?), i begin to regain my senses and bowel control. i find out my mum had been spending her hard earned holidaying time (and therefore money, as hotels charge by the day, the fags), having to stay at my bedside, keeping me alive and what not.
the guilt factor was large.
after that i didnt even have too much fun. was really too young to properly enjoy it. i was scared of the fishies so i didnt snorkle either. mum should have really gone by herself and left us at home watching tv.
there.
now i feel even worse.
way to open up old wounds, b3ta.
(, Sat 23 Apr 2005, 13:09, Reply)
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