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the honeymoon
Contributed by
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
on
Sunday, 1st December 2002 @ 02:30:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
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The Honeymoon
Woke up in a cold hotel room, in
winter cold Wales didnt have coins
for the gas heater and it wasnt quite
morning yet. Beside me, in the semi
darkness the outline of a womans
sleeping face, Mohamed Ali hit me
in the solar plexus woke up at count
nine when the referee was nailing my
hands to the floor. Hazily recalled
a wedding reception where I was
the groom holding on to a table full
of food and booze. Why did she had
to marry me, didnt she see that I was
drunk? Confused and bleeding I got
up off the floor, dressed, went down
to the bar and since no one was there
pulled myself a pint of lager planning
how to get out of that one.
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Jan_Oskar_Hansen
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2002-12-01 14:30:00]
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Re: the honeymoon
(User Rating: 1 )
by plous on
Sunday, 1st December 2002 @ 05:03:43 PM AEST
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| That was to cool, could you make more of those, i will give this one 5 stars, i really cant stop laughing. |
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