» Lies Your Parents Told You

When I Was a Bonny Wee Lad
of about 4 or 5, I found one of Ann Summers finest products in my mums bedside drawer. When I asked her what it was, she told me that it was a sort of practice microphone. Imagine my suprise as, when I started to put the thing closer to my mouth to sing into it, she leapt across the room and snatched it out of my hands telling me that it was a grown ups microphone ! I dont know who was more embarassed, her at the time, or me about 5 years later when I realised what it was....
(sorry bout length - long timer lurker, first time poster)
(Thu 15th Jan 2004, 19:01, More)

» Impromptu Games You Play

Maggots
Discovered one balmy day in a campsite in Somerset. The rules are two people (drunk and/or stoned optional, but infinately more fun) put sleeping bags over their heads and bodies thus appearing as maggotts, stand 10 feet apart and then run at each other, the aim being to knock your companion to the ground. Great fun if you miss each other and run into the tent/caravan.
(Tue 30th Mar 2004, 13:52, More)

» Irrational Fears

I hate the texture of chalk
and also the sound of it writing, sets my teeth right on edge. Also sparklers 'cos of the afore mentioned public service program of a little girl in a stoopid hat pickng up the wrong end a letting out a piercing scream.
And ice cream vans, my parents told me that when the music stops it means that they've run out (i think this is quite unusual though).
(Tue 27th Jan 2004, 18:34, More)