OK so its Friday nite - ive been for drinks with mates after work. Nothing heavy just enough so im drunk. I manage to get hte last train out of London Fenchurch street and arrive home at about 1am ish.
So after a quick chat with the missus and a quick bite to eat (ok so she prepared it) i went to bed. All fine and good. If only i stayed there till morning.
However, at 3am someone buzzes on our intercom (i live in a set of flats on the third / top floor). No one i know would be there at 3am in the morning. SO i look out the window to see who it is. Then i hear them pressing my neighbours button as well, and then every other button in the block.
This is just damn right annoying. I think they had locked themselves out but its still ****ty to do that, so i raced to my bedside table grabbed my full pint glass of squash and lobbed it out of the window at them (just the contents). Boom. Direct hit.
So, glad with my revenge i turn to go back to bed and step on the worst thing you can possibly step on with shoes on. An UPTURNED PLUG. The earth prong stuck right into the heel of my foot and now there is a hole there.
It didnt hurt that much at the time thanks to the drinkys of that nite, but it hurts like a bitch now and im limping about like a rapper.
OWOWOWOWOWOW.
At least i got the phantom doorbell ringer - who it turns out lives beneath me but thought the attack came from one flat over.
hehe
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