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» Crappy Prizes
A duck
When I was about 5 or 6 we were living in Singapore (Dad was in the RAF). One evening we went to a local funfair and there was one of these "throw a ring around a thing and win a prize" stalls. The things were real live ducks waddling in a circle, and so were the prizes.
And I won one - pure fluke, but I won a duck!
So we take it home, the adults not saying but clearly thinking "ducks make better soup than they do pets". Got home from school the next day to find that the duck was already in the pot. I cried myself to sleep that night, thinking "selfish bastards; I'd won the duck, it was mine by rights, not theirs".
You see, all day at school I'd been looking forward to cutting the head off the duck myself.
Disturbingly, this is a true story
(Sat 6th Aug 2005, 15:20, More)
A duck
When I was about 5 or 6 we were living in Singapore (Dad was in the RAF). One evening we went to a local funfair and there was one of these "throw a ring around a thing and win a prize" stalls. The things were real live ducks waddling in a circle, and so were the prizes.
And I won one - pure fluke, but I won a duck!
So we take it home, the adults not saying but clearly thinking "ducks make better soup than they do pets". Got home from school the next day to find that the duck was already in the pot. I cried myself to sleep that night, thinking "selfish bastards; I'd won the duck, it was mine by rights, not theirs".
You see, all day at school I'd been looking forward to cutting the head off the duck myself.
Disturbingly, this is a true story
(Sat 6th Aug 2005, 15:20, More)
» Best Graffiti Ever
Rue St Paul, Paris, 2000
Unshopped, just pearoasted. The pooor sods are trying to clean it off...
(Sat 5th May 2007, 18:06, More)
Rue St Paul, Paris, 2000
Unshopped, just pearoasted. The pooor sods are trying to clean it off...
(Sat 5th May 2007, 18:06, More)
» Best Graffiti Ever
FAR AWAY IS CLOSE AT HAND IN IMAGES OF ELSEWHERE
Used to be on the wall alongside the railway as you were coming into Paddington. There were days when catching a glimpse of it was the only thing that made me smile all day.
www.ruthpadel.com/pages/imigery.htm
(Sat 5th May 2007, 17:30, More)
FAR AWAY IS CLOSE AT HAND IN IMAGES OF ELSEWHERE
Used to be on the wall alongside the railway as you were coming into Paddington. There were days when catching a glimpse of it was the only thing that made me smile all day.
www.ruthpadel.com/pages/imigery.htm
(Sat 5th May 2007, 17:30, More)
» Best Graffiti Ever
Thesis, antithesis, synthesis
Written on the ceiling above a urinal in my local (work) pub is the only graffiti in the place. The erratic spelling only adds to its brilliance as a summation of 21st century London life. Clearly the work of three different people, it says:
Shaka Kahn
ASBO
Cunt
(Sat 5th May 2007, 17:19, More)
Thesis, antithesis, synthesis
Written on the ceiling above a urinal in my local (work) pub is the only graffiti in the place. The erratic spelling only adds to its brilliance as a summation of 21st century London life. Clearly the work of three different people, it says:
Shaka Kahn
ASBO
Cunt
(Sat 5th May 2007, 17:19, More)
» Best Graffiti Ever
Does anyone else remember
Way back in the 90s, "Whatever happened to Slade?" in 6ft high letters on the side of the Oval cricket ground?
(Sun 6th May 2007, 1:01, More)
Does anyone else remember
Way back in the 90s, "Whatever happened to Slade?" in 6ft high letters on the side of the Oval cricket ground?
(Sun 6th May 2007, 1:01, More)