Went to Grays and then fell in...
Once upon a time I was seeing a lovely (if slightly mental) young girl from Grays in Essex.

It's a lot like Springfield of the Simpsons fame but closer to the Thames (Grays that is...).

So my good 'friends' come to meet me out in the arse end of nowhere for a drink and we proceed to imbibe the greatest brew ever created by man (some kind of cheap lager I expect) for some hours.

[enter stage left 3 pissed blokes from inner Esses]

"I know [says one of us], we'll walk and then get the bus. that won't take too long"...

He was right, it's not a long walk, it just happens to be along a sea wall type fortification about 12 foot above average sea level. On tidal waters. When the tide was out.

I fell off. Off the side that had the stretch of mud instead of beach. That was 12' above said mud.

Twice.

It hurt.

she never complained about length or girth (and was actually bery complimentary)so why should I start now...
(MikeStan, Sat 29 Dec 2007, 1:51, Reply)