yes yes, I hijacked inzomnia's best day ever. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! But its an interesting idea to me. Mainly because my best day ever doesn't have much to do with me. So, what was your best day ever?
OK, but I'm not answering any questions about it. deal? My son was abducted when he was 2. Three months and a near nervous breakdown later, I got a call from the FBI that my son was in a Kansas hospital being rushed into emergency surgery. He had been mauled by a dog and he might lose his eye. I didn't even care. I had him back. Best day of my life. 15 yrs later all he has is a faded scar by his eye and his glasses hide most of it.
You didn't expect us not to ask for more details? By whom was he abducted and how the hospital knew it was him? What did the abducter got?
Woh.. that's gotta be terrifying! Especially the part that he was mauled by a dog... I am happy that you have him back! =)
Got arrested because of a misunderstanding and I got interogated by the only dutch speaking cop, and she still hasn't let go off me. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
I was on private propperty (a forrest) with the nephew of the land owner. Someone had recently had a small accident smashing down a part of the fence and we entered through there so it must have looked like we droved over the barbed wire (causing the damage) and there was some conflict on who exactly owned the fence because the domein was partlial for rent for weddings and parties. Annyway the important thing was that the lovly lady explaining this all was abouth to move out of namur to live closer to her new work witch was very close to my house.
Best day of my life was probably walking through the sunny streets of Cambridge amongst all the Gothic architecture and history, hearing nothing my favourite music via. walkman, knowing that I'd gotten my degree and found myself a good job in a city that I bloody love! It's very rare that you find yourself 'truely free' but for brief moments we can experience it. I'd just started so there were no deadlines, no problems, nothing for me to really worry about and for once it wasn't raining!
Best day ever: My first blowjob. Age: 14. Location: Woods behind my parents house. Worst day ever: Next day when my sister brought home a note that a girl passed her in class telling her, "Your brother got a blowjob from XYZ". She not knowing what it was, sat at the diner dable with my whole family and said, "Daddy, what's a blowjob? 'Cause Dan gave one to some girl... or something." Sigh. The family stories at my house at Thanksgiving. ~String
