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» The Weird Kid In Class
Nonce sensical
Alban Fellows was a highly intelligent mole person in the year below me that would make strange 'iiikk' noises when approached. He used to lurk around breaking in to peoples lockers and had a greasy haircut that made him look a bit like Peter Lorre. If you do a quick google you'll see that he was the first person to be jailed in the UK for distributing kiddie porn over the internet.
Iiik indeed.
(Fri 19th Jan 2007, 16:32, More)
Nonce sensical
Alban Fellows was a highly intelligent mole person in the year below me that would make strange 'iiikk' noises when approached. He used to lurk around breaking in to peoples lockers and had a greasy haircut that made him look a bit like Peter Lorre. If you do a quick google you'll see that he was the first person to be jailed in the UK for distributing kiddie porn over the internet.
Iiik indeed.
(Fri 19th Jan 2007, 16:32, More)
» The most cash I've ever carried
Dough in a duffle bag
I got a job selling posters during freshers fairs in my first year at poly and managed , with a mate, tp parlay that into a similar gig in the US.
We missed our flight and ended up 5 hours late in NW Washington DC(the bad part) trying to find our contacts house. 2.30 in the morning and we're sharing a floor with 16 lads from Bridlington, the gaffer's home town.
We were then dispatched to a u-haul where we rented a van in pairs and picked up rolls and rolls of smiths and new order posters from the airport.
Cut a long story short, my partner and I were selling about $2000 worth of bootlegged posters a day for 4 weeks travelling around the universities of Ohio and Indiana. (These things cost about 50c to print and ship and these hapless co-eds were paying 3 and 6 bucks a pop for them) I had a duffel bag full of cash by the end of it.
We arrived back in DC at the end of month and handed over the wedge, (minus wages and 'commission') to the lucky bleeder who'd hired us.
When they moved out of the house a year later ( to much safer and plusher digs) a holdall was found in the back of a cupboard with £56,000 in it in £100 bills.
Happy days.
(Fri 23rd Jun 2006, 16:13, More)
Dough in a duffle bag
I got a job selling posters during freshers fairs in my first year at poly and managed , with a mate, tp parlay that into a similar gig in the US.
We missed our flight and ended up 5 hours late in NW Washington DC(the bad part) trying to find our contacts house. 2.30 in the morning and we're sharing a floor with 16 lads from Bridlington, the gaffer's home town.
We were then dispatched to a u-haul where we rented a van in pairs and picked up rolls and rolls of smiths and new order posters from the airport.
Cut a long story short, my partner and I were selling about $2000 worth of bootlegged posters a day for 4 weeks travelling around the universities of Ohio and Indiana. (These things cost about 50c to print and ship and these hapless co-eds were paying 3 and 6 bucks a pop for them) I had a duffel bag full of cash by the end of it.
We arrived back in DC at the end of month and handed over the wedge, (minus wages and 'commission') to the lucky bleeder who'd hired us.
When they moved out of the house a year later ( to much safer and plusher digs) a holdall was found in the back of a cupboard with £56,000 in it in £100 bills.
Happy days.
(Fri 23rd Jun 2006, 16:13, More)