Probably more appropriate for last week...
The girl I used to fancy as a wee boy of 12 used to sit opposite me in woodwork, one day I heard her humming the refreshing sounds of Will Smiths latest chart sensation "Miami".

As it was around Christmas time, a wonderful idea as to how I could put my tongue in her mouth came to me. 'I'll buy her Mr Smiths album of the same name and surprise her with a lovely gift' thought I.

Strolling down to the local shopping arcade, a weeks worth of dinner money jangling merrily in pocket, I arrived at the record shop to browse for said item.

Eventually, after avoiding eye-contact with shop owner and all grown ups (they KNEW what I was doing) I found the required CD for the bargain price of £1.99!

Swiftly purchasing the amazing gift, I ran home to secretly wrap it in my bedroom.

Arriving in school the next day, I approached the object of my desire and presented her with my carefully decorated CD.

After an initial look of disgust, turning into pretend appreciation, she opened the CD *single* of 'Miami' and proceeded to laugh in my face and walk off with her best mate.

Probably a good job I didn't give her the mixtape with the top 10 of the week, with my best Stu Allen manc accent dubbed between them introducing each song... Listened to it a few years ago and I went the brightest shade of red...
(gin'll fix it, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 17:06, 2 replies)

stu allan!!!!!!
i used to listen to him on a bad reception on key 103 and record it!!!!
(biscuitracer, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 21:06, closed)

Awwww!
That's at that level of sweetness where I want to squeeze your cheek and kiss you. But I won't. My dad says men don't do that kind of thing.
(sorry., Fri 8 Feb 2008, 21:52, closed)