Waiting for a cab to take me and a mate home, knowing that a psychopathic, homocidal maniac with a hammer was after us, after finding out my mate had been knocking off his missus.
I�ve told this before on here but me and a mate were walking down a dirt track to the train station quite late at night to go clubbing. We walked together down the track and suddenly heard footsteps behind us, so you know how it is I became very wary of the footsteps turned round and there were two blokes walking behind. I got closer to my mate and walked a bit quicker then I could hear their footsteps getting quicker, then all of a sudden my mate shouted run!!!! Panicking I threw myself in the nearest hedge and hid thinking we were about to be attacked. The blokes ran past and my mate looked at me and said �the trains arrived�
daffy especially dressed in his gangster gear
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the Osmond Brothers from the Andy Williams show
the beach in cancuun
oooooooo tough one, I instantly thought of when my eldest was 8 weeks old and we had suddenly broken down in the Capri on the chevrons where the M62 joins the M6 Southbound near manchester and i was in the back with him in his carry cot and my husband turned to me and in a split second said 'we're going to be hit' and we were, by a woman driving across the chevrons. but for the pram in the boot taking the impact we would have been wiped out in the back i reckon