jared 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 I have plenty to do I just dont want to do it yet so I'll waste a little more time before I start. Please add a sentence or two (or a picture) to the story and see where we end up. I'll start. It was another freezing January morning so I only exposed my arm to the cold air long enough to turn on the heater.... Link to post Share on other sites
damian 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 ...I couldn't move the other arm for fear of waking the girl who's name I had forgotten, not to mention where I met her. Link to post Share on other sites
jared 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Author Share Posted August 8, 2003 And it was a genuine FEAR of waking her. I once believed that sweedish backpackers were all hot. Link to post Share on other sites
sunrise 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 Then suddenly it all came back to me in a flash of icy terror - she was no ordinary woman.... Link to post Share on other sites
mikazooki 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 her name was svenlda, and ex-militarty trannie with a penchant for spam, and small dogs. Link to post Share on other sites
MistaSparkle 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 This nightmare had to end, so I yanked my arm out from under her, spilling her mass onto my bedroom floor, and made a dash for the window... Link to post Share on other sites
damian 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 ... but not before leaving a tip. Link to post Share on other sites
Goemon 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 ...of my "unit" stuck in her. Apparently frostbite attacks the extremities first. She awoke and hollered: Link to post Share on other sites
damian 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 "boker tov!". Needless to say, I found this more than odd, given that she was a Swedish tranny speaking Hebrew, of which I knew not one word, yet I understood her perfectly well to be saying 'good morning'. This caused me to pause and contemplate, which was a grave mistake as she.... Link to post Share on other sites
MistaSparkle 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 lifted a roll of fat and pulled out a greatest hits from the 80's CD... Link to post Share on other sites
sunrise 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 Or at least, that's what I thought it was. By this time I couldn't decide whether to make a dash for it while I still had a chance or stay and find out what that CD really was. Link to post Share on other sites
damian 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 On second glance I found that the CD was in fact a CD, or at least a digital disk of some description. Speaking in a husky man-lady voice she said "come sit with me, my precious Faberge Egg". Intrigued by the meaning of the disk, I motioned to stay. Continued Svenlda: "lets watch the footage that we filmed last night, I have already burnt it to disk as you slept". Turning pale I saw the camera and tripod at the foot of the bed. Link to post Share on other sites
jared 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Author Share Posted August 8, 2003 As luck would have it, something was lost in the translation and the movie just turned out to be her highlights of her modelling career. She looked quite different before she had her hair done. Link to post Share on other sites
snowboard_freak 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 And then the film started going blurry and fading in and out and when it started clearing up the footage showed something more sinister and scary....... Link to post Share on other sites
MistaSparkle 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 the image of her ex-boyfriend appeared: I had it right then and there, so I smashed the tv against the wall, and turned around to see that Svenlda was about to... Link to post Share on other sites
damian 0 Posted August 8, 2003 Share Posted August 8, 2003 offer me a relaxing massage. "Bugger this", thought I. Then it hit me, why did I just say the word 'bugger'? I never use that word, what happened last night that made me use that word? With that nasty thought I picked up my things and walked out the door, happy to bring closure to that chapter in my life. Once outside I bumped into my snowboarding mate, Gavin, who told me how heavily it had been snowing and that we should head to the mountains and hit up the northern bowl as it would be at least waist deep. "It has been snowing really heavily. We should head to the mountains and hit up the northern bowl, which should be at least waist deep", said Gavin. Every time Gavin spoke, the listener always knew what he was going to say. It seemed like a good idea to me, so we jumped into his car and headed off towards the ..... Link to post Share on other sites
sunrise 0 Posted August 9, 2003 Share Posted August 9, 2003 hairiest brush with death that I have ever experienced. If only I had known that Gavin was loaded and high as a kite. Link to post Share on other sites
barok 0 Posted August 9, 2003 Share Posted August 9, 2003 As Gavin`s car careened wildly around the fourth switchback, swiping the guardrail and then swinging back towards the rocks, barely making the turn, I looked over to find my friend slouched over the wheel, cold passed out. I punched him in the head, in an attempt to get him conscious again, no good ! ! ! We were headed for the next turn. . . car accelerating no guardrail drunk driver fast asleep In a last desperate attempt, I replaced the Barbara Streisand`s Greatest Hits CD that was in the automobile`s pumped up sound system, with Svendla`s CD, which I had snagged at the last minute before leaving my room, out of some still lurking morbid curiousity. Then I dragged my hapless friend on to the top of the car, strapped him and myself into our snowboards, which were thankfully mounted in the roof rack and held on as the car sped closer and closer to the end of the road. . . Link to post Share on other sites
enderzero 0 Posted August 15, 2003 Share Posted August 15, 2003 But just when the story was headed for a predictable ending, the car slid to a nice comfortable stop on a snowbank. As I climbed down from the roof, feeling a little embarassed, a convertible camaro with 4 bodacious bikini-clad babes pulled around the corner. "Need a lift?" one asked. I left my passed out mate Gavin barried in the snow where he had landed and hopped in. "Where to?" they asked. Link to post Share on other sites
danz 0 Posted August 15, 2003 Share Posted August 15, 2003 ahh, this day may not turn out so bad afterall, I thought to myself, as I opened the back door. I hopped in and shut the door, only to find sitting next to me in the back, clearly obstructed from my view before I entered the car, Svelenda! Link to post Share on other sites
Stefan 0 Posted August 15, 2003 Share Posted August 15, 2003 " Why did you leave me in such a hurry ?" she sobbed. "I only wanted to show you my CD, it is a home movie of my life in Sweden, with my 4 sisters." Her voice was weak with the pain. Now, a wonderful chance to get to meet 4 semi-naked Swedish babes, on a personal level had presented itself. My reaction was quick and to the point.... Link to post Share on other sites
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