I was living in the centre of a busy city. it might have been called Brighton. Some twat kept throwing little stones at my window during the night. They kept ringing the door bell and running away. Just stupid annoying things. This night I was a little drunk, and I might have been entertaining a lady friend. It was about 4am and a stone hit the window. Me wanting to show how manly I was. I was young and foolish. I raced downstairs to the front door. Swung the door open trying to look mean, moody, and menacing. I stepped outside to see if the culprit was about, and then it happened. The wind blew and shut the door. being that I was getting a little romantic I was also naked from the waist down. Now this was in a time before mobile phones. Yes, I am that old. So here I was in the middle of a busy city, still people about at 4am. Mostly drunks stumbling home. I had a flower pot covering my gentleman’s vegetable as I manically pressed the door bell hoping my partner in passion would let me in. Sadly alcohol had got to her and she had fallen asleep. It was the longest twenty minutes of my life until she woke up due to the noise to let me back in.
In those twenty minutes I got some very interesting offers from people walking by.
I should start I guess?
I was living in the centre of a busy city. it might have been called Brighton. Some twat kept throwing little stones at my window during the night. They kept ringing the door bell and running away. Just stupid annoying things. This night I was a little drunk, and I might have been entertaining a lady friend. It was about 4am and a stone hit the window. Me wanting to show how manly I was. I was young and foolish. I raced downstairs to the front door. Swung the door open trying to look mean, moody, and menacing. I stepped outside to see if the culprit was about, and then it happened. The wind blew and shut the door. being that I was getting a little romantic I was also naked from the waist down. Now this was in a time before mobile phones. Yes, I am that old. So here I was in the middle of a busy city, still people about at 4am. Mostly drunks stumbling home. I had a flower pot covering my gentleman’s vegetable as I manically pressed the door bell hoping my partner in passion would let me in. Sadly alcohol had got to her and she had fallen asleep. It was the longest twenty minutes of my life until she woke up due to the noise to let me back in.
In those twenty minutes I got some very interesting offers from people walking by.