Friend Triangle
I met an ace bloke in secondary school who is stil my best friend today. The first time I got invited to his house for tea as you do, it was the house that I was born in and had lived in up until being 5 years old. He even slept in the same room my brother had and they share the same name.
If that isn't spoooky enough for you, he introduced me to a friend of his who also became a great mate. She went to a different college to the rest of us to do A-levels and met some new friends. One day she tells me she's bringing one to meet me because we'll hit it off, which we certainly did.
In a drunken pub conversation some 5 months later, this friend of hers says "my best mate at primary school was called "The Apeface Cherub" ". The penny suddenly dropped. I was sat opposite my best mate from ages 5 - 8 who had disappeared off the face of the earth only to reappear 12 years later introduced by a friend I met through a friend who lives in my house. We hadn't even clicked until then.
Now that's wrong.
How we laughed filling in our other friends on each other's childhood stories.
We still can't look at each other today!
(The Apeface Cherub is not a cunty-uber-cunt, Fri 9 Feb 2007, 15:01, Reply)