Bloody Kids !!
I was slightly the worse for wear after a mini boozing session on a camp site in Wales about10 years ago and was stumbling back to the caravan of a lass I'd arranged to meet. It was about 8pm and there was quite a lot of activity on the site, as you would imagine in Prestatyn (the hub of all that is Welsh and Vibrant !!!!). As I was trundling along I saw a young lad tear-arsing out of the site's club house and right in front of a Ford Scorpio (remember them ?) that was moving at quite a pace for a camp site, so, with no thought to my own physical safety, I dived full stretch to "save" the youngun. Long story short, I slammed him into the side of a tool shed and was the most hated man in Wales for a few days. Poor little fella had a facial graze that looked like someone had ironed him.
Luckily I wasn't hurt at all.
Bollocks to saving people, once bitten and all that.
(TheDrunkenBear moved in with your mum on, Tue 14 May 2013, 22:51, Reply)