Tocky on 7/8/2006 at 03:02
This makes me think of the time I hitched from Oxford to Heyford in the wee hours and was able only to get a ride the last three miles with a drunk who kept crossing all the lines. Damn buses quit running before the bars let out but I just knew I would be able to talk myself into a bed. The tongue becomes less silver the more swollen it gets though. That coupled with the fact the pockets become slimmer the more fun one has put me in for a long walk. "Yesss yesss your parents are home but I don't want to sleep with them" failed as an argument.
Ever after I picked up all the languishing hitchers when alone. Until I married and she made me quit. Responsibility and all that. Except old people and couples with babies. And heroin addicted prostitutes. Have to draw the line somewhere.
aguywhoplaysthief on 7/8/2006 at 03:05
I don't know what's up with the places I've lived, but I've never seen a hitchiker - ever.
Scots Taffer on 7/8/2006 at 03:47
Vicious circle effect - I would never like to be forced to hitchhike because I never offer a lift.
ceebs on 7/8/2006 at 09:43
I'm still ignoring the suggestions that I shouldn't pick up hitchhikers, The only one I've driven past with my girlfriend in the car, was because I thought they looked a bit Iffy.
Sap'em on 7/8/2006 at 17:21
Having been on both ends of the hitchhiker transaction, I think you did the right thing. The missing mp3 player reaction is just being human.:thumb:
