MuggedYour Ginger Fuhrer was telling me the other night about going out in Birmingham after finishing a shift working in a bar. Very drunk, still dressed in his bar uniform, our fearless leader was mugged.
They stole his green stick-on bow tie.
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chthonic, Thu 15 Jun 2006, 14:58)
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Reading the posts by ariaxen and the moron gave me flashbacks....to walking through a city park aged five or six with my auntie, holding on to my sisters pushchair with one hand, and enjoying a Marathon with t'other hand. Being a kid, eating a great big chocolate bar with caramel and peanuts would tend to take longer than the three-gulps and-its-gone adult approach. So there I was, enjoying a leisurely confectionary delight of a walk when who appears? Mr Furry Grey Squirrel! A few jumps away from me, he sat there with his beady little eye.
Rodent strikes!
Mr Furry Grey Squirrel sees his opportunity, bounds up and grabs the chocolate bar out of my hand, runs up the nearest fence and proceeds to munch on MY Marathon in front of me.
I cried.
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prem1um is full of life, Mon 19 Jun 2006, 16:29,
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