50shadesofDave
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When i used to go to raves in the early 90's the clubs in the uk shut at 2am, we used to go back to a mates house and roll plenty of spliffs.
we would then go on a mad walk, exploring boarded up hotels and buildings.
We once broke into the bus depot and stole a double decker bus to get us home, the thought of a criminal record never entered our heads, often we would be out until the sunday afternoon, often buying a few beers when the off license opened (these were the days when pills left you with no comedown, just a lovely afterglow) we would sit on the beach telling each other how great we were
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Once when i was at home and not out raving, i was trying to put together a mixtape when i found a stash (2 pills) in a record sleeve, the mixes went to shit from then on, i decided to go for a walk on my own and bear in mind this was before mobile phones, i was walking down a street and the phone box was ringing so i picked it up, (i regret this conversation to this day) some guy asked for his girl, and who the fuck was i? i told him they were over and she was with me now, she never rated him but stuck with him out of pity, he went ballistic, i told him that she said he had a small dick and she does'nt want to see you again, she's coming to live with me soon, i could hear him smashing shit up, he was absolutley screaming down the phone, i told him to forget her and move on and don't phone back!
To this day i have regretted what i did that night, it was so out of character for me to act and speak that way, and i've always wondered if i actually caused her any physical harm, not to mention the trust issues i must have caused.
Not my proudest moment.
we would then go on a mad walk, exploring boarded up hotels and buildings.
We once broke into the bus depot and stole a double decker bus to get us home, the thought of a criminal record never entered our heads, often we would be out until the sunday afternoon, often buying a few beers when the off license opened (these were the days when pills left you with no comedown, just a lovely afterglow) we would sit on the beach telling each other how great we were
.Once when i was at home and not out raving, i was trying to put together a mixtape when i found a stash (2 pills) in a record sleeve, the mixes went to shit from then on, i decided to go for a walk on my own and bear in mind this was before mobile phones, i was walking down a street and the phone box was ringing so i picked it up, (i regret this conversation to this day) some guy asked for his girl, and who the fuck was i? i told him they were over and she was with me now, she never rated him but stuck with him out of pity, he went ballistic, i told him that she said he had a small dick and she does'nt want to see you again, she's coming to live with me soon, i could hear him smashing shit up, he was absolutley screaming down the phone, i told him to forget her and move on and don't phone back!
To this day i have regretted what i did that night, it was so out of character for me to act and speak that way, and i've always wondered if i actually caused her any physical harm, not to mention the trust issues i must have caused.
Not my proudest moment.
