Monday, April 30, 2007
Buckaroo
Ye cannae beat a bit of Buckaroo when one of your friends makes the mistake of passing out in the middle of an evening's socialising. These particular hijinks ended in the death of the Elie street ironing board after sleeping beauty woke up, swung at Browning, he ducked and I took the full force of a haymaker to the back of the head. I'm still proud of the fact that I stayed standing whilst Andy and Neil went crashing to the floor (taking the poor defenceless ironing board with them as they fell).
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I'm embarrassed and ashamed that I partook in these puerile games. As a father, I can only hope that my son doesn't follow in my foolish footsteps-but I hope he has my reactions and can duck out the way of ironing boards.
ReplyDeletep.s. particularly like the fingers in the corner complete with what appears to be a rolled up cigarette of some sort.
shhh.... my mum reads this
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