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Previously on "My HiFive days appear to be over."

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  • MyUserName
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    Originally posted by gingerjedi View Post
    What not even a 'scuba dive'?
    Nope - nothing.

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  • gingerjedi
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    What not even a 'scuba dive'?

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  • MyUserName
    started a topic My HiFive days appear to be over.

    My HiFive days appear to be over.

    I was walking down the street when a noticed a youngster walking towards me - I screamed

    "GIVE ME SOME SKIN!!!!" and held my hand ready to 'hi five' him.

    He screamed, threw his wallet on the floor and ran away! That's right - left me standing there which my hand out!!!


    When I eventually caught up with him and rugby tackled him to the ground he was utterly unable to explain why he refused the high five and seemed to be quite scared. I could not get a coherant apology out of him (he simply kept apologising for everything which made me think he was not even aware of how rude he had been) so I repeatedly stabbed him in the throat with a potatoe peeler, which I carry for such tasks, before carrying on my walk.

    Kids these days - no manners at all :-(

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