Morning After SouvenirsI once woke up in a tent after a particularly drunken holiday pub crawl, clutching a tap. There's a drowned, sunken village somewhere in Wales because of my act of petty theft, but I cannot remember. Tell us what - or who - you've brought back from nights out.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 26 Apr 2012, 13:44)
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A cash registerThe old-style, with big clunky mechanical buttons and little metal numbers that pop up into the glass window at the top accompanied by a "kerching" noise.
Brought home on a fridge door. Across a dual carriageway. Which we ran across (somewhat unwisely) in front of a police car.
To cap the evening, we left it on the kitchen table where it bemused Jim, our down to earth Yorkshire-born flatmate when he staggered home from a rugby club social. We spirited it away to a mate's house the next morning, which bemused Jim even further. "There was a fookin cash register on 't fookin kitchen table!". We kept straight faces and wound him up; great fun was had by all.
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foop, Thu 26 Apr 2012, 21:16,
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