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Stories to tell!
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16 Oct 2006 Mon 06:57 pm |
I don't know if anyone has thought of it before but I thought it would be a great idea to write our stories down. They could be about anything! (how your day was, why you are upset, what was your most funniest/embarassing moment, your most memorable holiday etc etc)
I thought this was a good idea because if someone is a little upset/hurt maybe we could help them in their situation and I think reading some of the stories of the funniest moments may cheer them up too
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16 Oct 2006 Mon 07:29 pm |
Quoting aenigma x: Well I have a few stories to tell .... dont think I should tell them HERE though  |
Oh come on aenigma, at least tell us one, we are ALL ears
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16 Oct 2006 Mon 07:32 pm |
Well... Last night, I was going for a walk. Then, suddenly a woman, of whom I couldn't decide if she was beautiful or ugly, appeared. Because it was dark, very very dark, night. Anyway, I was going to ask her why she was out in that time of the night. But I didn't. Somehow I changed my mind, I resumed to walk.
To be continued....
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16 Oct 2006 Mon 07:54 pm |
Quoting cyrano: Well... Last night, I was going for a walk. Then, suddenly a woman, of whom I couldn't decide if she was beautiful or ugly, appeared. Because it was dark, very very dark, night. Anyway, I was going to ask her why she was out in that time of the night. But I didn't. Somehow I changed my mind, I resumed to walk.
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oooooh sounds fascinating and mysterious, I can't wait for the second part
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16 Oct 2006 Mon 10:25 pm |
Here is one for you!!
We have the key to our neighbours house and about three weeks ago they were on hoiiday. The inevitable happened, their alarm went off at 2:30 am. So I pulled on my jeans and jumper, woke husband who emerged in pants and dressing gown. We ventured down stairs sleepily and opened the front door, peering outside, not sure whether it was safe or not.
Husband went first, I suddenly heard him shout "oi, you stop, dont run away you b*****d" He quickly called to me "there is someone behind the bushes". I shouted at him to come inside whilst I called the police, I could still here him shouting at the "burgler".
Whilst I was on the phone to the police, he shouted to me again " it is the effing wheely bin"
I had to tell the police it was a false alarm and apologise profusly whilst she was laughing her head off. Then I saw the funny side and started laughing.
He had mistaken the wheely bin that had been delivered that day for a "stationary burlgar". There he was in his pants, bear footed jumping around shouting at a wheely bin at 2:30 im the morning!!
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17 Oct 2006 Tue 01:18 am |
My love Omer and I struggle with language issues, yet somehow we talk on the phone and stumble through. When we were planning my December trip to Istanbul, he asked me to bring more photos. I asked him if he wanted pictures of when I was a baby. He said "yes please! I don't know anything about this. You really have baby photos?" I said, "yes of course" he said, "how old?" I said "all ages, and that "I loved age two and three the best, but at eight and nine I looked quite funny with freckles" After some silence on his part, I asked him why he was so quiet. .. He said uhh.. noo problem...I really I love you but I am coming to learn new things about you every day. Your baby is really nine years old?"
It took some time to explain that I don't have a baby at all...
I was amazed at how graceful he was throughout the conversation.
Hopefully we'll both learn each other's languages soon
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17 Oct 2006 Tue 02:21 am |
Awwww bless him, and he was so quiet about the whole thing and didn't go into a rage.
I think I am going to have to comment on every story here because I love them so much!
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