It’s been one of those days. You know the kind. Like that day you went to that party. You know? The one when you should have worn a costume that was cute and sexy, that way you wouldn’t have been so hot, and people might have talked to you. (Think Willow in an Eskimo suit. That’s cute. Now think someone who is not as endearing as Willow wearing a pumpkin suit and getting laughed at). The one when your boyfriend fell in love with that gorgeous Swedish chick. And then your best friend said “well I don’t blame him, cos damn she’s hot.” The one when you resolved to get a new best friend. Right after you spent your life savings on anything involving vodka.
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Suddenly you notice a glint of gold embedded in the grime of the footpath. It’s a $1 coin. You crouch down and look at it.
You remember the days when there were $1 notes. You remember the days when banknotes were made out of paper. You remember the days when $1 could get you a helluva lot of 1 cent lollies. Those were the days.
You flip the coin.
Tails.
Posted by Fionnaigh at May 4, 2003 07:47 PMIf I see a coin on the ground I immediately think of Candid Camera... And if I go to pick the coin up it's glued to the path I'll get laughed at by 100 million viewers all around the globe. So I've learnt to kick it first to make sure it isn't stuck. I do the same with cigarette packets. Then I can tell if its got anything in it or not :)
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