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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Free GuitarActually related to question of the week.
At the age of 17, modelling myself on Janis Joplin, decided to learn to play guitar, and Daddy Stunt took me to music shop to purchase an electric guitar. I was to pay him back monthly from my ill gotten gains baby-sitting (adults dressed as babies). Found a lovely shiny black guitar, and attempted to locate Sales Person. Cue bored, sullen, sulky, couldn't give a flying fcuk teenage oik salesgirl. The kind you want to punch in the gullet. Daddy Stunt pays by cheque. Oik gives him receipt, and off we trot back to Stunt Towers with my new shiny black guitar (which I incicidentally never learn to play because I am that lazy).
About to get out of car with Daddy Stunt, he takes his wallet out of his pocket, and finds that no only has oik given him receipt; she has also handed back his cheque. Daft munter actually bothered to ask him to write address of Stunt Towers on back of cheque. But they have now got no record of our address so guitar costs us owt.
Course Daddy Stunt, being the big gay bear that he is, says I still have to pay him for guitar. Until I mention that if he makes me I will tell Mommy Stunt, and she will march us back to the store to presumably pay for their error.
Moral of story - free guitar.
P.S. I love you Lt. Columbo!
Apologies for length. Going now to the A&E to have it removed.
(, Sun 17 Sep 2006, 1:14, Reply)
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