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My Brother, His Friend, The Balkan Country
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This is a 100% true story, unless my brother's bullshitted me, in which case it isn't. Sometime in the early nineties, my brother, and his mate Dave, went travelling round Europe in a battered old van. After some months, they found themselves in Yugoslavia, which was then going through a period of hyperinflation. Now, since they were living out of a van, they were having to use public toilets, and in Yugoslavia this requires the purchase of sheets of toilet paper from some old woman, who hangs around the entrance. The sheets weren't hugely expensive, but Dave and my brother were running pretty short of cash. Then, on about day three, they had a revelation. Due to the hyperinflation, they were paying two hundred dinars, for a mere four sheets of toilet paper. But the two hundred dinars they were paying, actually consisted of twenty ten-dinar notes. So they were handing over twenty sheets of paper, and getting four sheets of paper in return. Well there was only one sensible course of action... Copyright � 2002 Critical Miss Gaming Society |
