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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When I was littleMy mum told me that while she and father went on holiday I would be staying with their friend Michael. I was a bit nervous about the whole affair really, Michael had always seemed a bit weird and although he had a theme park AND a monkey at his house there was still something not quite right and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I was genuinely scared of the guy. Then one day I had beeen drinking a lot of Jesus juice and one thing led to another and we ended up at it like rabbits. Turned out the weird feeling was just sexual tension and afterwards it was all good.
Unexpected good fortune? Well I went there expecting to be murdered and came out with a few unforgettable nights and a balloon.
As for length- surprisingly long and even more surprisingly black! I guess it's his way of preserving the past.
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Paedosmile service with a grin., Sat 16 Sep 2006, 22:51,
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