Unexpected Good Fortune
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)
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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Respect The Ants
Last year, in my student house, we had something of an ant problem. They were wandering around the kitchen, in and out of cupboards, generally causing annoyance to my housemates. They stayed out of my cupboards though, so I didn't really have an issue with them. My housemates were probably quite irritated with me when I objected to them killing them, and accused them of being 'ANTY-SOCIAL'. Guffaw. Many more ant puns followed. The ants clearly heard me, and loved me, as they kept out of my cupboard for weeks. My support was clearly appreciated, as they then helped my love life.
Having a bit of a soft spot (there's an obvious joke somewhere) for the girl who lived below me, I was getting quite dejected with my lack of success with her. Fortunately the ants were aware of my plight. Whilst we'd gone to the pub for some drinks, the ants had casually invaded her room and were all over her bed and clothes, meaning that she couldn't possibly stay there. Being the gentleman that I am, I let her stay with me.
For what it's worth, it was a bit of an anty-climax. But I think it goes to show that it pays to keep the ants onside.
( , Sat 16 Sep 2006, 12:20, Reply)
Last year, in my student house, we had something of an ant problem. They were wandering around the kitchen, in and out of cupboards, generally causing annoyance to my housemates. They stayed out of my cupboards though, so I didn't really have an issue with them. My housemates were probably quite irritated with me when I objected to them killing them, and accused them of being 'ANTY-SOCIAL'. Guffaw. Many more ant puns followed. The ants clearly heard me, and loved me, as they kept out of my cupboard for weeks. My support was clearly appreciated, as they then helped my love life.
Having a bit of a soft spot (there's an obvious joke somewhere) for the girl who lived below me, I was getting quite dejected with my lack of success with her. Fortunately the ants were aware of my plight. Whilst we'd gone to the pub for some drinks, the ants had casually invaded her room and were all over her bed and clothes, meaning that she couldn't possibly stay there. Being the gentleman that I am, I let her stay with me.
For what it's worth, it was a bit of an anty-climax. But I think it goes to show that it pays to keep the ants onside.
( , Sat 16 Sep 2006, 12:20, Reply)
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