Many years ago, when I was first going out with Mrs Moon Monkey
We were at a party where there was lots of coke. Now, she knew I was into MASSIVE DRUGS at the time, and that wasn't a problem in general, even though it wasn't her thing at all. But, she admitted that she had a bit of a downer on cocaine.

At the time I did coke occasionally, but to be honest I wasn't that into it. Couldn't see the point, really. So I decided to turn my lack of interest into a major points-scoring exercise: I declared that, out of love for her, I wouldn't touch another grain of Columbia's Finest, as long as I lived.

It so happened that I was due to go to the USA for work a few days later, and I had a bunch of US currency in my wallet. So later, when I was chatting to some mates who WERE doing coke, it occurred to me that they should really be using the $20 bills I had, for the full charley experience.

Naturally, the GF walked in just as I was standing over the line-filled mirror, with a rolled up $20 in my hand. Not half an hour after my solemn declaration to forswear the lure of the nose-candy.

More than 10 years later, she STILL doesn't believe the explanation. Or that I've kept my word.
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Fri 10 Dec 2010, 13:40, 1 reply)

Heh...
I don't partake in nose candy too much anymore* - but still have an AWESOME collection of various 20s in different currencies...

My mates all prefer the Singapore notes for snorting though...

*Yes, I did help mates get through 3g on the way to the Pendulum gig in London t'other week...
( snee held his breath since, Mon 13 Dec 2010, 8:46, closed)