When were you last really scared?We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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the day i gave up mindless vandalismWorld cup time last year. I had left work, went to the pub, watched a game and one beer led to another led to another etc as it does. So it was about 11pm and I'm cycling home through a quiet part of SE1 on my way home and I'm cycling along with no hands and my arms out straight. Like I said it was a quiet street. It was summer. i was drunk.
In a split second I came across a parked car with one of those plastic engerland flags sticking out of the side window. It was the same height as my outstretched arms and instinctively I grabbed it. i don't know why. I didn't think at all. I'm old enough to know better for fucks sake. I gave up petty vandalism over 20 years ago. [ahem]
Anyway the engine started. the driver had just got into his car. i shat myself.
He gunned it after me in his car down the road and all that money i had just spent on beer was wasted. i sobered up immediately and lost him by going through a kiddies park on a housing estate in the elephant and castle.
finally when i couldn't hear his car behind me anymore i looked at the flag, it was all old and faded and at the bottom in big blue letters it said MILLWALL. fuck i was lucky.
i support Millwall but I doubt that would have helped in the situation if he'd caught me and especially as we'd just gone down.
so i'm very sorry mate about your flag. it looked like a family heirloom
(, Fri 23 Feb 2007, 11:39, Reply)
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