literally dead ringers except I didn't know if they were both gay
THere was a lad I used to know well before aged 18 he became all religious, had a nervous breakdown, went to uni but came home after a week, went away to do charity work abroad, came back to live with his mum who was divorced. Lived in an area of where I live called Elworth. This lad didn't drink or smoke. Clean living but was always on the edge of having another nervous breakdown.

Anyway, I finish uni and start working at the local paper. Pick up a fax one day saying that a lad with exactly the same name, age, history, and from the same area of town had commited suicide. I was a bit shocked and began asking around / telling folk about it in the pub that friday. Nobody knows anything but then this lad had withdrawn himself from all mates and nobody had heared from him in ages but nobody was surprised at all that it had come to this.


Week later, down the pub again the non-pub going c*** only turns up to the pub for the first time in about 5 years. Turns out it wasn't him. Feckin weird especially as the area of town he came from only had a population of about 2-3000.

The none dead Winstanley later married a lass called stella, the sober living christian barsteward.

Length? the thickness of fax paper and the length of a nail.
(spike starski, Fri 1 Jun 2007, 23:06, Reply)