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» Housemates
former hosemates
I know this isnt really connected... but when I was helping my brother move in to his new flat in nottingham, we had to clear a lot of crap from the previous tentant, most of it was the usual crap, old jars of food, clothes etc, however we did get a bit of a shock when we opened one cupboard and found... a false leg and a pogo stick...
(Mon 2nd Mar 2009, 23:29, More)
former hosemates
I know this isnt really connected... but when I was helping my brother move in to his new flat in nottingham, we had to clear a lot of crap from the previous tentant, most of it was the usual crap, old jars of food, clothes etc, however we did get a bit of a shock when we opened one cupboard and found... a false leg and a pogo stick...
(Mon 2nd Mar 2009, 23:29, More)
» Get Rich Quick
good ol days
first post please be gentle...
Back in the good old days before stupid rates of tax on cigs, I used to make a killing a school, looking old for my age I used to buy a 20 pack of fags before I got to school for about 3 quid and sell them to the desperate baby-faced scallies for a quid a go, so instantly making 17 quid, which not only funded my own dirty smoking habit also filled my wallet...
I also ran an illegal betting ring on Euro 96 which was going great as everyone had betted on England winning...I was caught with about 200 quid in my bag...and had to pay everyone back, which took alot of explaining to my mother dammit
(Sat 2nd Aug 2008, 23:35, More)
good ol days
first post please be gentle...
Back in the good old days before stupid rates of tax on cigs, I used to make a killing a school, looking old for my age I used to buy a 20 pack of fags before I got to school for about 3 quid and sell them to the desperate baby-faced scallies for a quid a go, so instantly making 17 quid, which not only funded my own dirty smoking habit also filled my wallet...
I also ran an illegal betting ring on Euro 96 which was going great as everyone had betted on England winning...I was caught with about 200 quid in my bag...and had to pay everyone back, which took alot of explaining to my mother dammit
(Sat 2nd Aug 2008, 23:35, More)
» Blood
still managed to do my job... sort of
My first ever job was a Saturday Job working in a camping shop, which basically envolved spending every saturday for two years of my life pretending I gave a crap about camping to extremley boring members of the public....
On one memorable occasion I was showing someone a leatherman tool (one of those that fold out in a 'v' shape and have about a million different tools attached so you can survive about any situation that could possibly arise on a two week family camping trip..) as I was folding the thing back I noticed the customers face slowly turning paler, unknown to me I hadnt quite folded it up properly and one of the stupidly sharp knife bits had dug into my thumb... it was so sharp I didnt feel it, it went right to the bone and as I looked at my hand it looked like Id dipped it up to the elbow in red paint, nice, anyway the the result was a trip to hospital and apparently he bought it! (well not that one)
(Thu 7th Aug 2008, 19:40, More)
still managed to do my job... sort of
My first ever job was a Saturday Job working in a camping shop, which basically envolved spending every saturday for two years of my life pretending I gave a crap about camping to extremley boring members of the public....
On one memorable occasion I was showing someone a leatherman tool (one of those that fold out in a 'v' shape and have about a million different tools attached so you can survive about any situation that could possibly arise on a two week family camping trip..) as I was folding the thing back I noticed the customers face slowly turning paler, unknown to me I hadnt quite folded it up properly and one of the stupidly sharp knife bits had dug into my thumb... it was so sharp I didnt feel it, it went right to the bone and as I looked at my hand it looked like Id dipped it up to the elbow in red paint, nice, anyway the the result was a trip to hospital and apparently he bought it! (well not that one)
(Thu 7th Aug 2008, 19:40, More)