Tuesday, July 27th, 2004 08:26 am
Were thrown over my front wall a couple of days ago, under what circumstances does one lose a perfectly good pair of pants?

Were they thrown from a passing motor vehicle?
Were they dropped by a fleeing (yet uncoordinated) Don Juan?
Were they torn off and forgotten in a moment of tumultuous passion?
Are they in fact Transdimensional Trousers of Time?
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Monday, July 26th, 2004 11:33 pm (UTC)
Oddly enough, I've stumbled over people who were quite possibly having sex on the footpath not to far from your house... athough it was quite a few years ago now...
Tuesday, July 27th, 2004 12:12 am (UTC)
I can understand shagging up at the Monument, there's all that grass and the view is fabulous - although that's not what you'd be appreciating.

Were they to the East or West of my house?
Tuesday, July 27th, 2004 12:33 am (UTC)
This was on the corner of Swanbourne and East St. They were mostly clothed, I assumed they were either escaping from a party or staggering home from one of Freo's fab night spots.