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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This pea was last roasted eight years agoWhen I was about 12, I had the 'flu. It was the standard feeling-like-hell, always too hot or too cold, influenza bit.
I mostly awoke in the middle of one night, in a puddle of sweat, feeling far too warm. So, in my addled state, I decided to open the window, which was within easy reach, right next to my bed.
This was a very old rattly window, and some synapse misfired as I placed my palm flat against the glass. Instead of pushing upward, I pushed forward.
I remember my hand going through the glass, resulting in a nice breeze. I also remember waking up later that morning wondering where the puddle of blood in which I awoke had come from.
Ever since, I have an inch-long, half-inch-wide, scar on my left wrist which prompts people to think I tried and failed at suicide.
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Rob T Firefly talked, like, William Shatner, on, Fri 27 Apr 2012, 18:28,
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