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A few years ago I was taking a three mile walk home from a night of rather heavy drinking. This route took me along a fairly busy main road out of town, which at the time was having a bit of redevelopment done to cope with the congestion - roundabouts and traffic lights being added, that sort of thing.

I guess the workers had assumed they were far enough from civilisation to fear anyone meddling with their site, and had been a bit slack on tidying away all their equipment.

One of the items they'd left there to tempt a drunken eye was a can of the yellow paint that they use to put those markings on tarmac.

How could I resist?

For ages afterwards I feared seeing myself on some comedy security video clip - some drunken idiot very carefully spraying "CUNTS!" in yellow paint across a main road.

I felt quite ashamed the day after, the usual hangover guilt that follows a night on the booze I guess. In the years since this act seems to have achieved some sort of legendary status.

I still have yellow paint on my DMs...
(thing in a jar prepare the mindbeam!, Wed 9 May 2007, 11:49, closed)