Now, there was no need for that...
Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
( , Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
( , Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
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Hmmm.
After a night on the beer, which there was every need for, I get home and make my way to bed. Cue night of freaky dreams, one of which was of filling a shoe with wee (which I didn't recall immediately after I woke up). Bizarre, but dreams are like that. Wake up late but in a surprisingly dry bed. Nice. Bit of a headache, but on the whole things could be worse. Leggit downstairs in an effort to get to work on time to be greeted by a lone trainer in the middle of the floor. Almost as if in my drunken state I had prepped myself for a smooth transaction into work mode.
The squelch as my foot slid in made me realise I was far from that efficient.
Arse.
Pales into comprison to a friend who after a good night's drinking slipped off a kerb and ended up chewing the towing-hitch of a parked car. Probably woulda been OK if he had opened his mouth. Still, I spose his teeth stopped the hitch from punching a hole through the back of his neck......
( , Sat 18 Jun 2005, 23:55, Reply)
After a night on the beer, which there was every need for, I get home and make my way to bed. Cue night of freaky dreams, one of which was of filling a shoe with wee (which I didn't recall immediately after I woke up). Bizarre, but dreams are like that. Wake up late but in a surprisingly dry bed. Nice. Bit of a headache, but on the whole things could be worse. Leggit downstairs in an effort to get to work on time to be greeted by a lone trainer in the middle of the floor. Almost as if in my drunken state I had prepped myself for a smooth transaction into work mode.
The squelch as my foot slid in made me realise I was far from that efficient.
Arse.
Pales into comprison to a friend who after a good night's drinking slipped off a kerb and ended up chewing the towing-hitch of a parked car. Probably woulda been OK if he had opened his mouth. Still, I spose his teeth stopped the hitch from punching a hole through the back of his neck......
( , Sat 18 Jun 2005, 23:55, Reply)
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