my neighbor, sort of...

As i had just rambled back into town without a cent to my name, i did the right thing - crashed ay my friends house, who was living with his gf at the time ; nice enough but a fucking spastic when she dramk. Which was often. As he and i also did. Disclaimer: although i have been known to be spastic at times while on the piss, i usually hold up pretty well. My friend, on the pother hand, was a worthy oppenent of said gf.But this has nothing to do yet with the sroty at hand...

To make a longer, wider and deeper story shorter, narrower and more shallow, the woman who lived beneath them (us) would lose her mind at the slightest vibration from above, swearing like a sailor and banging her roof with whatever at hand. for hours. We were all broke and went to the food bank to get some grub - one item that they gave us was a nice angel food cake. being the pleasant sober people that they were, my friend and his gf decided to gie it to her as a peace offerring.fate had it that she was off to BBQ, and happily accepted the splendid desert for the occassion. only to find, when she presented it, to be totally covered iin mold and slimy ooze. HAHAh. the foreshadowed story is even better but i'm tired now. toodles.
(goorf, Fri 2 Sep 2005, 8:30, Reply)