A recent night out saw me and three close friends explore an abandoned house. My willingness to be the first inside, the first upstairs and the first into every room, loft included got me a reputation for being fearless, which is odd, as I'm the smallest, weakest of us - the kind who would cave in one punch. Adam is over six foot and built like a tank, and he wouldn't go inside until we'd swept the place.
So, what about you?
Dags: Not fearlessness, not recklessnes, but logic. If someone was up there, and if they were armed, I was just planning to apologise and leave. And what were the chances someone would be there, anyway?
So, what about you?
Dags: Not fearlessness, not recklessnes, but logic. If someone was up there, and if they were armed, I was just planning to apologise and leave. And what were the chances someone would be there, anyway?