It was a great holiday, but...... the night a racoon broke into our tent and attacked us will live on in my memories.
... coming down a dirttrack mountain road with no fences with the back end of the car fishtailing about left me needing new underwear.
I'm off on holiday next week somewhere nice and safe. Tell us your holiday stories.
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rob, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 9:55)
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Stripey cat,we hardly knew yeOn holiday in Fuerteventura with two friends a few years back flying kites and stuff,we found that our apartment complex had its own collection of sort of tame cats.The reps warned us not to feed them or let them into our rooms.They reckoned without our love of cats,amplified many times by booze.So,one night after a heavy evening,we coaxed three or four of the little fellas in and gave them milk and stuff.Stripey cat was our most favourite,because of his ace stripes.I fell asleep with him on my chest....
....and woke up with the entire top of my bed covered in foul runny cat shite.And then the cleaner came in to do the floors.Thankfully she didn't come into my room.Stripey cat you ungrateful bastard.
(, Fri 22 Apr 2005, 10:05, Reply)
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