Obscure Memorabilia
At home my other half has a broken piece of a piano. Just a single hammer from a broken piano. And yet this twisted bit of wood and metal is a piece from the piano that they flung in the TV series Northern Exposure. We've also got some gardening tools from the first series of Big Brother.
What wierd stuff do you own that has a history?
( , Thu 4 Nov 2004, 8:19)
At home my other half has a broken piece of a piano. Just a single hammer from a broken piano. And yet this twisted bit of wood and metal is a piece from the piano that they flung in the TV series Northern Exposure. We've also got some gardening tools from the first series of Big Brother.
What wierd stuff do you own that has a history?
( , Thu 4 Nov 2004, 8:19)
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Kool Kiss Kowboy Hat
I was at the derry street party thingy this Hallow's (largest in Yurp apparently), a ginormous festival of loads of people standing around getting drunk, vomitting and smashing bottles, so great for a first street party on my part...
Anyways, my friend was a little... err... nonconcious, and I sat with him while he quietly chundered down the hill. And in the middle of the throng, a rather fine girl dressed as a cowgirl stumbled over to me, asking if I'd "be her cowboy"...
Obviously elated at the prospect, I cooly said "sure thing" with a lassez-faire nod... she then gave me her hat, in exchange for a kiss, and stumbled off into the night...
My ego was swollen the rest of the night as all my friend's got was a bit of vom' on the shoes, my "guy with more fake beard than brains" costume transformed into a "seedy mexican"...
This elation lasted to the next day, when describing to a friend absent from derry-adventuring my proud tale, I learned that she was three years younger than me... which when you are 16, is not cool...
PS sorry for length/poor quality
( , Fri 5 Nov 2004, 22:01, Reply)
I was at the derry street party thingy this Hallow's (largest in Yurp apparently), a ginormous festival of loads of people standing around getting drunk, vomitting and smashing bottles, so great for a first street party on my part...
Anyways, my friend was a little... err... nonconcious, and I sat with him while he quietly chundered down the hill. And in the middle of the throng, a rather fine girl dressed as a cowgirl stumbled over to me, asking if I'd "be her cowboy"...
Obviously elated at the prospect, I cooly said "sure thing" with a lassez-faire nod... she then gave me her hat, in exchange for a kiss, and stumbled off into the night...
My ego was swollen the rest of the night as all my friend's got was a bit of vom' on the shoes, my "guy with more fake beard than brains" costume transformed into a "seedy mexican"...
This elation lasted to the next day, when describing to a friend absent from derry-adventuring my proud tale, I learned that she was three years younger than me... which when you are 16, is not cool...
PS sorry for length/poor quality
( , Fri 5 Nov 2004, 22:01, Reply)
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