Categories: just-life
Date: 21 June 2006 15:43:16
Now Genevive, it could have been about my car, but it isn't. Thankfully, neither is it me being much more deviant than you're giving me credit for.
You see, sometimes I do silly things, and sometimes I let other people do silly things for me. This is a case of the later.........
On Monday night, after failing in the pub quiz a number of our group were heading into town to go to Flares. This isn't really me scene, however I needed to check what times I was at work this week, so I headed towards town with them.
It was noticed that I had continued past my house, and being a bit on the tipsy side my companions decided to try and guess where and what I was off to do.
What did surprise me was that the conversation was still going on strong twentyfour hours later and it now turns out that I have a twentyfive year old, blonde girlfriend called Rachael. And the danger of drunk people asking the questions is that it really doesn't matter how silly, or how long it takes you to come up with them, they still believe.
And when people are drunk (well, tipsy at least) the questions asked fall into such categories as that below....... now the real question is whether I should come clean (if only so I can have a conversation with someone that doesn't involve "Rachael"), or should I see how long I can keep this going.......