Once upon a time, doesnt matter where, a friend of mine gave me a voice recorder. wondering what I wanted to put it to use doing, I briefly considered my current employment in the espionage industry and decided that the device was too bulky to tote around spying on high-ranking government officials meeting with their intergalactic co-conspirators (my e.s.p.-wifi ocular webcam abilities were better suited, yet my audio dillema is still unresolved).instead, I decided to ask random people I came across to tell me a story. about anything really. being that when i'm not saving the world from chemical weapon-manufacturing unicorns or chasing after transdimentional subconscious soul-usurping wal-mart-employed gnomes in stealth helicopters; i'm not all that organised, i do my very best to remember who told me what story when. i have most of them, but let it be known, sometimes i get things wrong in my every-other-day civilian job.tell me a story.