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The "human brain found on the way home from the pub" story reminded me of some of my own exploits after closing time. As a student (or just a pisshead) it was customary to nick something on the way home, which in the cold light of the morning in some cases seemed very odd indeed.
My favourite was when I returned home with a car seat somehow. I must have carried it a hell of a long way, and I'm really not sure how I got it - it was bloody heavy too. An unpleasant addition was that in the dark I didn't notice a large dog's egg on it (at least, I think it was a dog). Other additions were one of those flashing beacons you get on a skip, and a friend of mine managed to get one of those flags which are flown at the entrance to newly-built housing estates - it was the one with the dog holidng a slipper in its mouth and it was bloody huge. I remember a FOAF tale about someone managing a stuffed ostrich from a bar somewhere.
Any other tales of drunken larceny?
My favourite was when I returned home with a car seat somehow. I must have carried it a hell of a long way, and I'm really not sure how I got it - it was bloody heavy too. An unpleasant addition was that in the dark I didn't notice a large dog's egg on it (at least, I think it was a dog). Other additions were one of those flashing beacons you get on a skip, and a friend of mine managed to get one of those flags which are flown at the entrance to newly-built housing estates - it was the one with the dog holidng a slipper in its mouth and it was bloody huge. I remember a FOAF tale about someone managing a stuffed ostrich from a bar somewhere.
Any other tales of drunken larceny?