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the problem is NOT waking up
The problem with me is not waking up... this was exploited to various elaborate lengths by my friends who new after a few sherbets I would nodd off into a virtual coma, leaving myself open to every prank in the book. Yes all the usual, half an eyebrow, going to the toilet in a pub loking in the mirror to see a Groucho moustache and glasses... but the strangest way to wake up was at a party in a rather posh and large family garden... in a trailer, travelling at speed, downhill toward a girl with her knickers round her ankles having slighted off to the bushes for a pee. It clipped a tree broke the wood off the end of the trailer with the force of decelleration and i skidded and tumbled to a halt right in front of her astonished urinating pose.... and you think dreams can be wierd!
(Thu 23rd Aug 2007, 22:09, More)