Unexpected Good FortuneTravelling 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?
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chthonic, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 18:43)
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Gear turfed out of windowI was walking back from my mates local after a shit night in some village near Edinburgh. We were crossing a field (short cut) when ahead a car being hotly pursued by the polis screamed past. Entertaining indeed. We continued towards the gate that would take us on to the main road and back up to my mate's house. As we climbed over the gate we saw a bag that had previously held a laptop. Only now it contained a big fuck-off brick of compacted skunk and various little zip-locks filled with unidentified pills. Flushed the pills and spent the next 3 months or so in a herbal-jazz induced daze. Nice.
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