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Travelling through Seattle a good 15 years ago, I remembered an old friend I used to blow up Action Men with. We were bored, nothing to lose , so I looked him up in the phonebook. He was the only one of that name in there. "Come and stay," goes he.

Me and my mates were living in a car at that point so a bed was a novelty. After searching for a while, we rock up to a very posh mansion on Puget Sound with its own Helipad. "Come flying," goes he.

Has your luck held out recently?

(, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 18:43)
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No purchase necessary
On competitions on chocolate bars, packets of crisps etc. there is a "no purchase necessary" clause in the terms & conditions (I think the law says they have to), saying if you send your name and address in on a postcard they'll open a packet in the factory for you and check without you having to buy. Something like that. I'm not sure how it works exactly, but I know that it did work for me once...

When I was 9 or 10, the people who made Quavers (or Skips, or some other type of crisps) had a win a Nintendo Gameboy competition, with "no purchase necessary" in the T&Cs. Wondering if they really meant it, I sent in my name and address to the makers and promptly forgot all about it. Couple of months later, Mr Postman brings me a letter of congratulation and a parcel with a shiny new Gameboy inside. Haha! The fact the stamps probably cost more than another packet of crisps didn't take the shine off one bit. Oh no.

That was the first and so far only time I've done it - I have never sent my name & address in to a competition since, as I'm scared of breaking my 100% record.
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 18:23, Reply)
Well, I was in this jet-powered car, travelling at 280mph, trying to break the world record,
When, all of a sudden, a tyre blows, and the car flips.

Lucky me then, that I escaped with only head injuries!
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 17:46, Reply)
I was in goal for the school team yesterday...
One on one, player running towards me, and damn cheek of him, I dived at his legs, and he rolled the ball under me...

Luckily, I managed to elbow him in the bollocks, so the ball got cleared. And his got mashed.

Which was nice.

(No, he didn't get up, I think he's probably still lying there.)
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 17:19, Reply)
Too late I'm sure...
"I'm unemployed, homeless and single. How much *luckier* do you want me to get?"

That's the reply I had to give a friend of mine several years back when he accused me of "always being really lucky" after I found a tenner.

I was indeed unemployed, homeless and single. Even when I had somewhere to live, I just sat in the house, smoking dope and watching cartoons. My unexpected good fortune was the support of friends that encouraged me (eventually) to actually start doing something with my life again.

It took me about five years all in all to go from being a deadbeat who sits about all day at home, to a deadbeat who goes to work (and sits about all day). I *think* that's progress of sorts but occasionally I miss my previous career of sitting around in my pants watching the Powerpuff Girls, totally kablooie-ed out of my box. I've got it wrong again haven't I?
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 17:08, Reply)
I was happily posting my own story of unexpected good fortune when I was struck by a bout of ill-timing. The question had closed in the meantime!

Fortunately I was greeted with a whole brand-spanking new question to read and answer, which made my thursday.

Wait.. bugger.
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 17:02, Reply)
last night
was having a kick about with some mates, tackled one of the opposition and waited a few seconds before starting my run, stepped forwards about two yards, saw the keeper off his line and thought "fuck it!" belted the ball towards the goal from inside my own half, their keeper slips and the ball flies in, how fucking lucky is that!!
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 16:43, Reply)
Me and mine...
...don't have good fortune - only the other kind, to varying degrees on the FFS scale.

Examples; in the last seven days alone, a CSA-monitored plan for the BF to pay his share of his kids' upkeep directly has turned out to cost him even more than the financial assraping he's already suffering at thier hands since earlier this year. I wouldn't mind if he didn't pull his weight before they latched on to him but he did and then some. Now the poor kids are actually worse off because they only actually get a third of what the CSA take from him - enquiries as to where the rest goes have so far been met with, well, nothing that I'd describe as acceptable in comparison to giving it to the kids as they fucking well should be. Even if the BF pays directly and suffers the extra cost, the kids' mothers still get the two-thirds difference deducted from thier benefits so it's lose-lose. As a result the kids get shafted and the BF has next-to-nothing of his pay left to himself/for xmas or birthday presents for the kids/for anything really, with no relief in sight for up to fifteen years. Also, our washer has died a violent juddery death and having no lump sum to replace it quickly, we have to get one out of my mam's catalogue - on the day of the order it was 'delivery in 7 days' - 'cool', thought we. The day after it was 'did we say seven days? sorry we meant 3-4 weeks' - 'cunts', thought we. Finally, I dropped my brand-new and very sweet company laptop within 24 hours of receiving it, putting a fucking ugly crack in it. There's more, believe it or not, but I can't be arsed.

In a nutshell, we are proof that there isn't always balance in the universe.


However, the BF told me a couple of nights ago that his boss called him in to tell him that he's been recommended for a promotion of sorts - means more cash for him anyway. Nice, but balance is still a long way off, especially since the fucking CSA will want to get thier hooks into that too whilst still keeping two-thirds of what they take to help a couple more worthless chavs live off of our backs on the dole. When I think about that, terrorism has some attraction. I can't believe they're getting away with running such a rigged game at ruinous cost to parents good AND bad and especially the kids they're supposed to be helping - it's not right. Not right at all.

LATE EDIT: Speaking of not right - Minky (above), I can only hope that you kill yourself whilst drink-driving your car before you kill someone else. The fact that no-one has died so far because of you is the true measure of your good fortune, though you obviously lack the wit to realise it. People like you are the reason I dislike cars as much as I do, you thoughtless cock. Oh, and one other thing; red witches? How fucking common can you get?
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 15:36, Reply)
we had just moved back to our student house..
and we found a package addressed to some Polish guy. (who must have lived there over the summer)
As we suspected he had stolen a package belonging to one of our house mates, we felt no guilt in opening the large envelope addressed to him.

we found 10 packs of cigarettes from Poland, 200 in all, so we sold them. (and bought lots of beer)
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 15:28, Reply)
Humpty's story is true...
He did do that in my cellar

Mind you MY good fortune was him telling me what his missus did to, ahem, get him in the mood: now my cellar seems strangely erotic

As my missus found out last night when I took her up the wrong 'un down there ;)
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 14:17, Reply)
Incredibly lucky
A few years back we’d been on holiday in Cornwall and were driving back up north. By the time we hit the A64 it was pitch black and I was knackered after the 7 hour drive.

Suddenly, a black cat shot out from the verge…if it had crossed our path, it would have been bad luck for sure, but luckily, I hit it.
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 14:06, Reply)
The dog poo of fortune
After finding £30 yesterday, I only found 5p today.

Shit, nobody left the pub pissed last night did they?

You lot think I'm making these up? no way.
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 14:04, Reply)
Oh altright then
It's been a long time... and this won't get to the best page...

I Had a relationship that lasted nearly two years, and had been going down hill ever since buying a flat in St Knuts Torg (Malmö, Sweden) with her. Broke the news of my "leaving" plan in october, and by mid November, a buyer for the flat had been found.

I set off to Spain for a little business trip (one week as usual) and spent a week donig thigns that the spanish guys should have been able to do, and getting pissed off.

The return trip: Feeling a bit down, Not having been laid for a month or so, I was on the platform at Kastrup airport waiting for a train between Copenhagen and Malmö to take me home.

My Danish colleague was whittering away as usual, and I - as usual - was ignoring him.

The train - all 50 meters of it - pulled up, and from the window that stopped next to me, a pair of blue eyes peered out. I looked back, and our eyes locked. Wierd, but true. It DOES happen. We both smiled...

Anyway... Karsten goes for a door, I go for the door, and I make a b-line for where this lass is sat. We make childish eye-contact throughout the journey, (with Karsten still being ignored) . Upon arriving in Malmö her mate runs for the bus, Karsten stays and goes for the next station, and this bewitchingly gorgeous lass and I end up walking down the platform together. We talk... We walk... We end up at the end of the platform, and our paths nearly part.... but neither of us wants that to happen.

To cut a sickeningly cute story short, that afternoon we spent 2 hours drinking coffee together and having a great time.

It was November the 18th, 2005.

She's going to move in before too long...

We're both climbers, Adrenaline junkies, and snowboarders.. Infact, she used to be sponsored snwboarder... our list if similarities is huge, and life my friends, is just starting. I've never been so happy.

Had I not been delayed that day, Had I not stood there, Had she not have been delayed... We wouldn't have crossed each other's paths. Now, we have met, and have discovered that after a good few years of failed relationships we are both exactly what the other has been looking for.

Simple good fortune lead to me meeting the girl of my dreams: the lass who will oneday be my wife.


Ogwen69 met her a few weeks ago... and while he and his missus were doing something else, Mrs Humpty and I christened his new cellar... nothing to do with good fortune... just a good shag: and I thought I'd share that with you... :D

Pure class.
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 14:00, Reply)
Local Holidays...
Having recently moved up to Glasgow, I've just discovered I've got Friday and Monday off work due to a local holiday.

(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 13:50, Reply)
I just went to the bog to avoid doing some work.

when I got there, I realised I needed a shit !

(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 13:29, Reply)
In high school I flunked a year
and had to do it over. At first I feared I'd get in a class with lame people I didn't know, but in retrospect I met some of my now-best friends there. In fact, I managed to fit in better with my new group than the old one.
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 12:37, Reply)
Oh yes!
On a train from Brighton to London I was putting my bag on the rack, and I found a folder. It was plain blue, and on the front was printed "Indiana Jones - Part 4". My heart stopped - it couldn't be? Yes, it was the whole script of a new Indiana Jones film, pages and pages of it.
I couldn't decide whether to keep it or try and sell it on Ebay; eventually I took it to the film distributors in Hammersmith, who promised to send it to Mr Spielberg on my behalf.
What did I get as a reward? A walk-on part? An invitation to the premier? 6 free DVDs. Sent to me by someone who wasn't Steven Spielberg.
But as it turned out, one of my friends googled the first couple of lines and the whole thing was on the internet anyway. Still, if they make another Indiana Jones, and it starts off with Indy fishing in an urban lake, a la crocodile dundee, you heard it on B3ta first.
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 9:37, Reply)
Richard Hammond here, just managed to avoid certain death at 300MPH. What a stroke of luck.

For some reason though, my mouth seems numb, and the nurses won't let me have a mirror...


"Mr Hammond? We can rebuild them..."

/The Six Billion Dollar Teeth
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 6:12, Reply)
brown bag

about 15 years ago , whilst skateboarding down the street with a friend, off to said friends house to imbibe *read destroy ourselves* with 4 liters of cheap wine, we happen upon a brown lunch bag laying in the middle of the sidewalk. thinking some nub had been pwned on his way to school *read free lunch* we pick it up, look inside, only to find.....about a pound brick of blonde *read hashish*.

weeping with joy and paranoid as fuck we raced home, turned on the stove etc.etc... to this day i still look in disgusting bags i find laying on the street. no results tho...(

(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 2:42, Reply)
At St James' Park the other week

and I had to nip to the toilet for a quick pee just before the second half started. During my much needed piss I heard the roar from the Toon Army crowd as the players came back out. I started to rush so I could make it back for the kick off and I made the mistake of, shaking my tinkle, popping the old fella back home and zipping up, all in one ill judged movement.

If it wasn't for the fact I've been blessed with an incredibly small cock I could've been in real trouble.

Length??? Now you see it, now you don't.
(, Thu 21 Sep 2006, 2:31, Reply)
My gf and I moved into our first house just over three years ago. The house cost more than we had initially hoped to spend and there were plenty of other things we hadn't thought of that ended up costing us.

To get our account set up I spent a while cutting away grass to get to the water meter grid at the front of the house and quite a while with a j-cloth trying to drain a foot of water out of the hole to read the water meter details.

After telephoning the water company they told me I had the meter number wrong (which I've since checked and I've not) as they didn't have it on their records. I phoned back again and asked them to look us up via our address but they didn't have that on record.

So, three years have passed and we've yet to pay a water bill. I thank which ever student on summer break couldn't be arsed to enter in the list of addresses he/she was given on their crappy summer job.
(, Wed 20 Sep 2006, 23:38, Reply)
I was in town
one day and I saw Barry Scott!! of all people. However it's true you should never meet your heroes, he wouldn't give me an autograph unless I bought a big issue from him
(, Wed 20 Sep 2006, 20:09, Reply)

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