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This guy wasn't really sucky, but engaged in the kind of behaviour that royally annoys me. Mods, feel free to move this if it's in the wrong place.
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On Wednesday evening, my friends and I were returning from our regular bi-weekly dinner. We were standing at bus stop talking and, as usual, our topics of conversation lurched wildly from one random item to another.
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At one stage we moved from talking about Shaun the Sheep (an amusing series from Aardman animations of Wallace and Gromit fame) to some old point and click games I made as Flash projects during one of my many educational journeys.
At this point, we were approached by a stranger. This "gentleman" started rattling on to us about him dossing from work (at 9pm, mind you) and being a fan of videogames and I could tell by instinct that this guy was about to launch into some kind of spiel. Then he mentioned overhearing us talking about videogames and, without missing a beat I looked at my friends and replied with "I thought we were talking about sheep?"
You would have thought that those seven words had turned him into a Weeping Angel, he froze so fast. I blinked once and he was gone, 10 feet down the street talking to another group of people. We just looked at each other and laughed.
And that, my friends is the story of how I discovered the incredible defensive power of the common sheep.
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On Wednesday evening, my friends and I were returning from our regular bi-weekly dinner. We were standing at bus stop talking and, as usual, our topics of conversation lurched wildly from one random item to another.
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At one stage we moved from talking about Shaun the Sheep (an amusing series from Aardman animations of Wallace and Gromit fame) to some old point and click games I made as Flash projects during one of my many educational journeys.
At this point, we were approached by a stranger. This "gentleman" started rattling on to us about him dossing from work (at 9pm, mind you) and being a fan of videogames and I could tell by instinct that this guy was about to launch into some kind of spiel. Then he mentioned overhearing us talking about videogames and, without missing a beat I looked at my friends and replied with "I thought we were talking about sheep?"
You would have thought that those seven words had turned him into a Weeping Angel, he froze so fast. I blinked once and he was gone, 10 feet down the street talking to another group of people. We just looked at each other and laughed.
And that, my friends is the story of how I discovered the incredible defensive power of the common sheep.
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