Under the bed

[Trivun]

Hush little baby, don't say a word, and nevermind that noise you heard. It's just the beast under your bed. In your closet. In your head.

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Heh, I just sung that in my head to an indie rock/Marilyn Manson-esque version of the tune of "Daddy's Gonna Buy You A Mockingbird". I have a weird knack for that sort of thing .

Anyway, in all seriousness, the way my bed is, there isn't space for anything to go there. It's a solid bed, with the mattress and everything on top. No storage space at all. Though in my bed back home, i.e. not in my student flat, I have two drawers - one with FF walkthroughs and a bunch of junk that we failed to sell in the 10p box at various car boot sales, and the other drawer containing all my old Warhammer 40k stuff that I haven't touched since high school due to a lack of fundage to buy more models and continue the hobby (something I hope to remedy now I actually have a part-time job).

 

[Free Thinker]

Well I should have a trombone in a case and an electric guitar in a protective case. I'm just going to bend over and check...
I stand corrected. I have a trombone, guitar, and Tom Cruise underneath my bed.

 

[Julianking93]

Yes, well she will enjoy feeding on you.

Handcuffs? Are they by any chance, pink and fuzzy? >>

Wonderful.

And they are, yes. Why do you ask?

I was just confirming my suspicions that they were sexy handcuffs XD

 

[Daffy F]

Various boxes of childhood possessions. They are now the load bearing supports for my thoroughly collapsed bed.

 

[TheRightToArmBears]

I have Bin Laden under my bed.

Where did you think he was hiding?

 

[Mr.Mattress]

Nothing, for there is no under my bed. It's blocked off by some Drawers.

(joke) But before that, when I did have an under my bed, there used to be 3 monsters and a leprechaun who use to play poker on Tuesdays and interrupt my sleep. (/joke)

 

[Okuu_Fusion]

Nothing... just darkness...

And maybe a spider...

 

[DSK-]

Where to start...

Golf balls
Old college assignments
Text books
Football cones
My decks case with 2 decks, cables and mixer inside

And various other crap.

Same pretty much, I used to uhm, collect golf balls. I have a box full of them. For some reason, I can't take the boxes out from my bed, but somebody went to the effort of lifting up my bed just to put them under. I have a fold up bubble chair under there too, but the boxes won't allow me to get it... *sigh*

Hah I just can' seem to want to part with them. I don't know. It's like losing a precious part of my childhood (because I did it when I was kid - finding them in the fields close to my home).

I am such a strange, strange man :>

 

[Thundero13]

Dirty clothes, a paper bag, an old pizza box, a monster that threatened to eat me, an jigsaw box and my cousin's toy gun.
And don't ask about the toy gun.

 

[Punky]

DUST!!!

 

[Thundero13]

Some dirty clothes, a paper bag, a monster, a pizza box, and a toy gun. And don't ask about the toy gun.

 

[Faulty Turmoil]

I have... A GUN!!!

Specifically an M4. Don't worry though, it's only a BBgun.
[small]Scared you there for a moment didnt I?[/small]

Oh and a big box'o'Lego.

 

[dalek sec]

Hush little baby, don't say a word, and nevermind that noise you heard. It's just the beast under your bed. In your closet. In your head.

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I don't follow, where exactly is that picture from and what's the song?

 

[Irony's Acolyte]

Hell if I know. Some of the stuff has been down their for years. I don't really use they space down there for anything any more.

 

[CloggedDonkey]

Boxes. Lots of boxes.

 

[Jasper Jeffs]

Hah I just can' seem to want to part with them. I don't know. It's like losing a precious part of my childhood (because I did it when I was kid - finding them in the fields close to my home).

I am such a strange, strange man :>

Haha, you and me both then. I'm probably legally obligated to return most of mine. I was a little shit when I was a kid, me and my friend ran around the golf course taking balls from the green or wherever else. Lots of fun stories, but I can't imagine now (looking back) how infuriating it must've been to see some little twat run on the green, take your ball and jet off, whilst you're stood on the top of a hill not being able to do anything. I actually robbed my Dad's golf ball one time, although he didn't know it was me. He came home like "some little shit on the course today.." Ah, fun. I'm never getting rid of mine.

I just wish I could find my Dad's golf ball and return it to him now, like "remember that one time when your ball got robbed."

 

[dancinginfernal]

My cat who keeps grabbing my feet every time I step down.

I'm scared. Help. Help. Help. HELP.

 

[Deleted]

Nothing interesting... I just cleaned it so it only has the odd paper or AA battery.

 

[Fusionxl]

Why, Chris Hansen of course.

Have a seat.

 

[Tsunimo]

None... I havnt had a frame for my bed for the last 2 years....