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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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...(
lalala
( , Thu 21 Sep 2006, 2:42, Reply)
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...(
lalala
( , Thu 21 Sep 2006, 2:42, Reply)
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