Facemelt story told at a bbq (RR)
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So the female friend of a mate of mine is living in London and she is asked by some friends of hers to look after their beloved 13 year old Labrador while they go away on holiday to Europe for a couple of weeks. They just want her to catch the tube six stops or so to their house once a day and feed the dog and check in on it. So after a week or so of making the extra trip, she decides she's had jack of it so decides to take the Labrador home with her and look after it at her place. Anyway, few days later she comes home and finds the Labrador dead. Now not really sure what to do, and unable to contact the family, she decides that it would be best if she takes the dead Labrador back to it's home. Of course, and this is were the story gets really strange, she decides to put the dead Labrador in a suitcase, and lug the suitcase onto the tube six stops back to her friends house. So she's lugging this suitcase into the tube station and there's this massive set of stairs and being quite small, she's having some obvious difficulty getting the suitcase up the stairs. So this guy comes up to her and offers to help her carry the suitcase up the stairs. She tries to refuse his help because she's kinda freaked out about the possibility of explaining to someone why she is carrying a suitcase with a dead Labrador in it on the tube, but the guy is persistent. So she caves in and the guy picks up the suitcase. He comments on how heavy it is and asks her what is in it. She quickly makes up a story about how her boyfriend is a DJ and it is full of his records. The guy then gets very animated and tells her that he is also a DJ and starts questioning her on what style her boyfriend plays. She just makes up something quickly, and when she gets to the top of the stairs, she turns around to see the guy running off with her suitcase full of 'records', never to be seen again. I never found out what she ended up telling her friends.b,121b,121Way too crazy to be made up, just thought i'd share.
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