Ok so here’s one I was reminiscing the other day with a pal.
Many years ago, big bruv and wee sis had moved out.
Mum n dad had saved up (more on that later) and they were to go on their first real holiday, a cruise.
So they left me hame alone, usual rules, naebody in, no party’s etc.
Aye ok maw.
I’ll never forget, they left on a Sunday, cos halfway through super Sunday, the TV goes aff. Shit, we need a pound coin. My mates incredulous, what you mean you need a pound coin to watch the TV ? Aye well maw n paw got this TV thing in, you put a quid in the meter you get 4 hours. 14 of us and not a quid coin between us.
Anyhow, I’d go to work Monday and there would be about 10 lying about upstairs. It was an empty after all.
The following Saturday night there’s maybe 25-30 in. It’s noisy and I’d heard the new next door neighbour was a headcase.
So the door goes, fuck I says, what if it’s him ? My pal … I’ll fucking deal with him, heads downstairs to answer the door. 2 secs later my pal walks into living room… I’ll leave him to you mate…
I heads downstairs, he’s as tall as a lamppost and built like a hoose.
Hi, nice to meet you, everything ok
We’ll wee man, it’s the fucking noise…. Ah ok, we’ll we’ve 2 choices between us. Either you ruin a good party or you come in and join us…..
He’s shocked and decides to go for the latter. So he walks into my living room, the place goes silent… my mate says later, hes like jaws oota bond without the teeth
Next minute he takes aff his jacket and he’s wearing a hulk hogan WWF t shirt. The living room emptied so cunts could go downstairs tae laugh properly…
That’s not the end
So we had a ‘square’ in the corner of the living room, where my dads drink was. After giving him a bells and forgetting he was there, the fucker then drained my dads decanted which held a 40 year old whisky my maw paid several hundred quid to buy for his birthday. myself, there was feck all left and the day before he came back I scraped up enough to replace it with a bottle of bells.
About a month later I’d heard fuck all, thought nothing more until my dad pipes up. What happened to that whisky in the decanter?
Dad, I knocked it over and didn’t want to upset maw. Im sorry
We’ll son, there’s a reason it was in that decanter for nigh on a year. It was fucking rotten and every time your maw poured me a glass I hud tae tan it. The bells u replaced it with was a godsend, until your maw thought I enjoyed the 40 year old so much she went out and bought me another