The best 24 hours of your life

[rocket_scientist]

Trust me you cunts. This has the ability to be a great thread. Even though it's not existed before.

 

The question is this...

 

What has been your best 24 hours of your life so far?

 

How interesting might this be? Falling in love, winning in something, acts of passion and kindness, anything is possible.

 

For me, if anyone was to ask my wife - what is your husband's favourite day? - she knows the answer.

 

I have six favourite days. The birth of my four kids and the day I married the bitch are five of them in ascending order but topping anything to do with family was the 11th May 1983. What made it so special was that I couldn't afford to be there, being a student with a £600 overdraft. My mate talked me into it on Monday, I talked my bank manager into it on Tuesday and the first flight out of ABZ on the Wednesday to Goteborg included us, me now being £900 in debt to the Clydesdale at Queens Cross. Beating Real Madrid that night will never be exceeded, I think. Obviously not in football terms but in life terms, I doubt anything will get close to this.

 

What inspired me to start asking you cunts about your best ever day was my last 24 hours, which included one of the best meals I've ever had (Opium, Glasgow) followed by the best ever gig I've ever been to, Caravan Palace last night. My first gig was 10CC at the Capitol in 1976 so I've seen a LOT of gigs over five decades! Gaga in November 2014 was up there as one of the best gigs by the way.

 

It's all going to come crashing down now that I'm home and Strictly Pish will be stuck on the telly by wife no. 1 of almost 30 years acquaintance and best day no. 2... previously, but the decision I now need to consider is whether these last 24 hours - bolstered by some excellent work stuff before and after - was better than the day I got married, previously my second best 24 hours and better than the days the kids got born.

 

For the record, I'm not a soppy cunt that thinks getting married was a big deal. It's just that six voddies before the ceremony (St. Machar Bar), tons of drink the whole day, an AFC legend attending the reception, every cunt having a great time and me not getting pished enough (despite drinking the North Sea) to not be able to perform (excellently, twice!) that night - even though we watched Sportscene first (1-1 v DUFC) - made it a better day that I thought possible.

 

I can't help thinking that sharing your experiences of your best days will be revealing and interesting.

 

Spew your guts, boys. Let it flow.

 

 

[makembounce]

What pile of shite that long winded me me me me, was.

 

 

My best 24 hours has still to come. When rocket fucks off.