A long time ago, in a bedroom far, far away...
well, I was about eight or nine years old; it was a cold and dark night. It had been a hard day, and I had hit the orange juice hard that evening after a grueling day of timestables and spellings. About 12am I awoke; my bladder decided enough was enough and that it needed to be emptied...

I clambered out of my bed and fumbled my way to the door, careful to be quiet, so as not to wake my parents, or my sister as I walked past their rooms. I made it to the toilet without incident, and relieved myself...

Feeling much better, I made my way back to my room in the dark.

I carefully opened my door half way, and crept back inside.

Suddenly the door swung shut behind me and my mum burst out with a blood-curdling scream!

She HAD heard me get up, and decided it would be a fanciful jape to scare the living shit out of me.

All I can say, is thank the good lord I had just emptied my bladder 20 seconds earlier...

Length? It was a long night of no sleep after that little prank...
( theoriginalsteve <this space intentionally left blank>, Thu 23 Jul 2009, 16:01, 1 reply)

Ym
Your mums sounds evil but still funny as fudge
(NuffMuff fucks shrubbery, Thu 23 Jul 2009, 16:04, closed)