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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HA!!!
Can't believe I forgot about this one! August bank holiday and me and the gang find ourselves near bangor partying, as per usual. Early morning comes and several wide eyed face chompers decide to go for a walk to the beach. Get to the beach and one of our number decides to run for the tide line. We let her peg it, sit down and skin up, cut up and do those things you do. 15 minutes minutes later we remeber about our seafaring chum. We look up to the horizon, nothing is moving, no human form, nish. Me and a mate start having a butchers around. for 40 minutes. We are all shitting it all and can see the daily mail headlines already. We go back to where we were staying to see if shes turned up there, she doesnt for forty minutes. when she does she's shivering and head to toe in sand. Are you ready for this...
As she was running along the beach she tripped, fell over, landed and fell asleep. she was found by a FISHERMAN, who gave her a lift back to Hendre.
Very funny afterwards but lordy, one hell of a close shave!
Walpal you poxy nutter, but we all love you baby!
( , Thu 4 Jan 2007, 22:04, Reply)
Can't believe I forgot about this one! August bank holiday and me and the gang find ourselves near bangor partying, as per usual. Early morning comes and several wide eyed face chompers decide to go for a walk to the beach. Get to the beach and one of our number decides to run for the tide line. We let her peg it, sit down and skin up, cut up and do those things you do. 15 minutes minutes later we remeber about our seafaring chum. We look up to the horizon, nothing is moving, no human form, nish. Me and a mate start having a butchers around. for 40 minutes. We are all shitting it all and can see the daily mail headlines already. We go back to where we were staying to see if shes turned up there, she doesnt for forty minutes. when she does she's shivering and head to toe in sand. Are you ready for this...
As she was running along the beach she tripped, fell over, landed and fell asleep. she was found by a FISHERMAN, who gave her a lift back to Hendre.
Very funny afterwards but lordy, one hell of a close shave!
Walpal you poxy nutter, but we all love you baby!
( , Thu 4 Jan 2007, 22:04, Reply)
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