Where is the strangest place you have slept?
'lardaholics anonymous' was bored and started a new question over in the old question, so the least we can do is make it official. What with New Year's celebrations coming up, asking for the strangest place you have slept is nicely appropriate too.
In case you are wondering, Portsmouth beach in the fog. Very strange waking up to that.
( , Fri 29 Dec 2006, 8:57)
'lardaholics anonymous' was bored and started a new question over in the old question, so the least we can do is make it official. What with New Year's celebrations coming up, asking for the strangest place you have slept is nicely appropriate too.
In case you are wondering, Portsmouth beach in the fog. Very strange waking up to that.
( , Fri 29 Dec 2006, 8:57)
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Super glue
As opposed to most of the stories here, this place was (kind of)
thru my own choice.
I was staying at my Dad's place one xmas eve, because I wanted
to see my little sisters open thier presents (bless 'em).
Anyway, went out on the raging piss as is the norm for xmas eve, and came back in about 2 am, thinking, "hmmm, maybe theres a Jackie Chan film on the telly" (WTF?), I opened the living room door and strolled into the darkened room, only to dicover that Santa had
been and I tripped over and smashed one of my sister's
presents, a nice little, old-fashioned flip-top school desk...
Damage wasn't too bad, just a clean break in one of the legs, but
this is where it started going really wrong. I grabbed the super glue
to repair the damage and ended up gluing my thumb to the leg of the
desk. So I had to spend xmas eve night, stretched out with my
arm above me, glued to a desk, and my foot wedged against the living
room door so that my little sisters did not burst in the next day
and wonder why Santa had glued their big brother to a desk....
Needless to say that the old man was not impressed the next day,
neither was he very delicate as he took the stanley knife to my
thumb to free me.
(Luckily tho, my sister never notices the join,or the little flap of thumb skin still attached)
( , Thu 4 Jan 2007, 9:02, Reply)
As opposed to most of the stories here, this place was (kind of)
thru my own choice.
I was staying at my Dad's place one xmas eve, because I wanted
to see my little sisters open thier presents (bless 'em).
Anyway, went out on the raging piss as is the norm for xmas eve, and came back in about 2 am, thinking, "hmmm, maybe theres a Jackie Chan film on the telly" (WTF?), I opened the living room door and strolled into the darkened room, only to dicover that Santa had
been and I tripped over and smashed one of my sister's
presents, a nice little, old-fashioned flip-top school desk...
Damage wasn't too bad, just a clean break in one of the legs, but
this is where it started going really wrong. I grabbed the super glue
to repair the damage and ended up gluing my thumb to the leg of the
desk. So I had to spend xmas eve night, stretched out with my
arm above me, glued to a desk, and my foot wedged against the living
room door so that my little sisters did not burst in the next day
and wonder why Santa had glued their big brother to a desk....
Needless to say that the old man was not impressed the next day,
neither was he very delicate as he took the stanley knife to my
thumb to free me.
(Luckily tho, my sister never notices the join,or the little flap of thumb skin still attached)
( , Thu 4 Jan 2007, 9:02, Reply)
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