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Trying to impress a new girlfriend, I 'borrowed' my mother's car. Dropping her off in London, I managed to lose the car keys between locking it and reaching the other side of the road. Utter humiliation followed as my mum took the train to London with the spare key...
What have you lost over the years?
( , Fri 3 Dec 2004, 8:01)
Trying to impress a new girlfriend, I 'borrowed' my mother's car. Dropping her off in London, I managed to lose the car keys between locking it and reaching the other side of the road. Utter humiliation followed as my mum took the train to London with the spare key...
What have you lost over the years?
( , Fri 3 Dec 2004, 8:01)
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Mobile, but got it back
my old mobile had one of those cover things from the Royal Marines Souvenir shop, with a piccy of a Soldier with an SA-80 on the back.
Pretty distinctive, me living in Hong Kong and all, where there is a noticable lack of Royal Marine Souvenir Shops. Anyway, I digress.
On a school camp thingy, got up and rumaged around in my big fuckoff rucksack for my stuff so I could go on a hike. I notice, with no small amount of worry, that the pocket with my mobile in it was open. Mobile gone.
So, I'm a bit pissed. I suddenly see someone at the end of the dormitory, the little shiftly git who no-one trusts. I go over to him and see that he's playing with a very very familiar mobile phone.
"Nice Phone." says I. He keeps quiet, the little shit. I asked him if I could see it. He gives it to me, and lo and behold, it is indeed my phone.
So, I cover the back with my hand and ask what the picture was on the back. To his credit, he did answer correctly. So I pop the cover and check that my name is inside. It was. I show it to him, and the impudent little bastard says "So?".
"So" I decked the scantimonious little fucker.
Seriously, theft is becoming a big problem.
I blame rappers like 50 cent.
( , Tue 7 Dec 2004, 14:16, Reply)
my old mobile had one of those cover things from the Royal Marines Souvenir shop, with a piccy of a Soldier with an SA-80 on the back.
Pretty distinctive, me living in Hong Kong and all, where there is a noticable lack of Royal Marine Souvenir Shops. Anyway, I digress.
On a school camp thingy, got up and rumaged around in my big fuckoff rucksack for my stuff so I could go on a hike. I notice, with no small amount of worry, that the pocket with my mobile in it was open. Mobile gone.
So, I'm a bit pissed. I suddenly see someone at the end of the dormitory, the little shiftly git who no-one trusts. I go over to him and see that he's playing with a very very familiar mobile phone.
"Nice Phone." says I. He keeps quiet, the little shit. I asked him if I could see it. He gives it to me, and lo and behold, it is indeed my phone.
So, I cover the back with my hand and ask what the picture was on the back. To his credit, he did answer correctly. So I pop the cover and check that my name is inside. It was. I show it to him, and the impudent little bastard says "So?".
"So" I decked the scantimonious little fucker.
Seriously, theft is becoming a big problem.
I blame rappers like 50 cent.
( , Tue 7 Dec 2004, 14:16, Reply)
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