it's the same old story with a different, uh, whatever

[waider]

It's a sad enough to realise that the stories I usually end up telling in a bar are the same ones as I've told everyone else before (the time I couldn't play Lou's guitar, the time we stole the giant pint, the time the cat ate a sock, and so forth) but what's worse is realising these stories are several years old and, well, there's nothing to replace them.

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[anavolena.livejournal.com]

"and then there was the time that our bar tab for guinness was this big."

"which time?"

"ah, sod off."

[waider.livejournal.com]

You'd win a pony for that comment except hey, you already have several :)

[suzylou.livejournal.com]

Jeez, even *I* remember stealing the giant pint.

I think you need to come to London and do random things ;)

[waider.livejournal.com]

My boss thinks I need to go somewhere and do random things - I'm a bit high on unused vacation days right now.

[suzylou.livejournal.com]

You see, that's just a WASTE. What's UP with you people? There ought to be some sort of vacation-donation scheme!

[eejitalmuppet.livejournal.com]

Maybe that's because you spend all your time in the pub, telling stories. ;)