Token Bird wrote:Al wrote:Seconded!
Is Gem only going to visit us when she is rat arsed though?
Embarrassing Story time.
I once decided to play a nasty trick on my friend having been out boozing at our local.
He had to walk a good mile or so home down some very dark spooky tracks through some woods. Now i know he was not too fussed about doing this as he told me he had run most of the way home last time having heard some strange noises and there had also been reports of a large cat spotted in the area.
So he leaves the pub about 10ish and sets off on his merry way. Being the good friend i am i decide (to the pubs delight) to follow behind him and then sneak down the canal path which runs along side where he is walking and get in front of him and jump out.
So I set off down the canal. I would just point out that i am very pissed. So im jogging down the canal bank to where i think he will be and i decide to text him as im pretty sure i will hear his phone go off and then i will know whether im in front or behind him.
Im texting with one eye shut and jogging on the narrow canal path which is pitch black and next thing i know im underwater. i must have veered slightly too far right and walked staright off the canal path, head first straight into the bastard canal. Fucking almighty splash, ducks and geese go flying everywhere cos ive landed in middle of them all and they make a right racket. Im like duncan goodhew now doing breaststroke, phone still in my hand wondering what the fuck happened. Anyway i drag myself out covered in weed and mud and general shite and splosh my way back through the village looking like swamp thing and head to my house.
And its at that point that i remember my ma has the house keys and she is in the pub. Fucking cakes had a reet laugh at me when i had to go in and ask for the house keys.
On a side note my mate had heard the splash and commotion of the ducks and shit himself anyway and legged it all the way home. So it worked in a round about way.