True stories

[planetdave]

Years ago went on the piss in town with mates in their mkII escort (absolutely NO security). After a skinful the mates decide to hit a club to grab a granny-me incapable of walking plead to be taken home to die; no dice. Anyway I hop into the back (2 door) and am giving it some zzzzzzzzzs. Come round to find the car moving and low chatter going on. I sit up suddenly and start leaning against the front seat . The driver spots the pressure-looks in the mirror-looks at his mate-looks in the mirror and shouts 's**t, there's a guy in the back' - slams on the anchors and does a runner with his mate,leaving the car in the middle of the road and the engine running, blocking the road off. So I park it up (vvvvvv pissed) lock! it up and retire to back seat. Apparently it took about an hour for mates to find car and owner explodes. I explain but since i am a jolly japester am not believed until they get me home and still quaking with fright.


Weeks later I'm in pub with big gang and the guy next to me says 'That guy over there;well he left his car in town with a mate asleep in it..it got thieved, taken down Salford,mate beaten to pulp and chucked into a canal.' 'How odd' says I.

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