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hmmm... wizard , thats self explanatory, but not like those wand waving robe wearing weirdies.. well maybe the robe.. if is cold enough! more like rincewind than potter
actually ALOT like rincewind
as for the pot, well i like to eat thats fairly obvious , thing is unlike most people i know what a stove is.
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hmmm... wizard , thats self explanatory, but not like those wand waving robe wearing weirdies.. well maybe the robe.. if is cold enough! more like rincewind than potter
actually ALOT like rincewind
as for the pot, well i like to eat thats fairly obvious , thing is unlike most people i know what a stove is.
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» I witnessed a crime
ducks and cops
Ok hopefully this doesnt incriminate my uncle , but when i was around 10-11 years old my aunty's then boyfriend ( they're married now) decided it would be a good idea to take us duck hunting. Sounds like fun ... SOooo isn't!
Anyway after three hours of sitting in the water and freezing my butt off I realised that this was as good as it gets, my uncle seeing my boredom decides to let me fire a shot.
long story short i fired this huge rifle and apart from feeling like my arm was ripped out at the shoulder , my face was burnt and i dropped the gun in the water. Cue uncle ranting and raving and having to pack up and go home as gun wasnt any good without being cleaned properly!
so get back to my aunty's house and post hiding ( another crime but we will let it lie) we are settling down to eat , as i go to sit down i realise my small cousin is out the front yard, (its actually a small country town no need to fear for safety .. so I thought) so I go to get my cousin from the yard to bring her in for feeding. Subsequently from my earlier encounter with the gun im feeling a little nervous about firearms, hence as im standing over my cousin getting rteady to pick her up i look up and across the road there is this big man holding a big gun and i hit the ground while he fires a few shots ( not at us but i was to scared to notice ) and me after getting up picked up the bawling tot and ran inside and pissed myself!
my aunty and uncle however not worrying about me in my post traumatised shocked state frantically hid the hated rifle i had fired earlier that day in the ceiling space and threatened to give me another hiding if i told anyone about it. being in shock i nodded dumbly, actually more afraid of the huge psycho across the street firing at the house next door!
subsequently later that night the police came and took my statement, after one of the sat on me accidentally. i was quite small. no mention of uncles rifle in ceiling space , or duck hunting earlier that day.
needless to say i got icecream afterwards.
(Mon 18th Feb 2008, 21:45, More)
ducks and cops
Ok hopefully this doesnt incriminate my uncle , but when i was around 10-11 years old my aunty's then boyfriend ( they're married now) decided it would be a good idea to take us duck hunting. Sounds like fun ... SOooo isn't!
Anyway after three hours of sitting in the water and freezing my butt off I realised that this was as good as it gets, my uncle seeing my boredom decides to let me fire a shot.
long story short i fired this huge rifle and apart from feeling like my arm was ripped out at the shoulder , my face was burnt and i dropped the gun in the water. Cue uncle ranting and raving and having to pack up and go home as gun wasnt any good without being cleaned properly!
so get back to my aunty's house and post hiding ( another crime but we will let it lie) we are settling down to eat , as i go to sit down i realise my small cousin is out the front yard, (its actually a small country town no need to fear for safety .. so I thought) so I go to get my cousin from the yard to bring her in for feeding. Subsequently from my earlier encounter with the gun im feeling a little nervous about firearms, hence as im standing over my cousin getting rteady to pick her up i look up and across the road there is this big man holding a big gun and i hit the ground while he fires a few shots ( not at us but i was to scared to notice ) and me after getting up picked up the bawling tot and ran inside and pissed myself!
my aunty and uncle however not worrying about me in my post traumatised shocked state frantically hid the hated rifle i had fired earlier that day in the ceiling space and threatened to give me another hiding if i told anyone about it. being in shock i nodded dumbly, actually more afraid of the huge psycho across the street firing at the house next door!
subsequently later that night the police came and took my statement, after one of the sat on me accidentally. i was quite small. no mention of uncles rifle in ceiling space , or duck hunting earlier that day.
needless to say i got icecream afterwards.
(Mon 18th Feb 2008, 21:45, More)