Snow fail.
At college I rather fancied a girl a bit, and when it was snowing I thought a rather fun way of flirting would be to throw a snowball at her, all innocent and playful like.

Except instead of that I ran past her, threw a snowball dead in her face and heard her scream as, in slow motion, I slipped quite nicely on the ice, legs flying up behind me and I resembled Superman as I planted my face directly into the ground.

What I feel everyone should know by now is that life never happens like slapstick, and this being the case instead of getting up and jaunting off I almost knocked myself out. Whilst she stood there crying because of the facial ice bomb (i got carried away mid-throw) I lifted my head up and spit blood all over her shoes.

We laughed


(There was no laughing)
(Scrumpy does not negotiate with terrorists,, Tue 26 Jan 2010, 16:58, Reply)