
Bluffboy says: My mate cheated death and burned his eyebrows off looking down the barrel of a potato gun. Tell us about your brushes with the Grim Reaper through stupidity.
( , Thu 12 Feb 2009, 20:01)
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When I was a younger antichrist, I lived in a 4 bedroom detached house, with a large garden.
This meant parties. Lots of parties. The main feature would be a ludicrous amount of alcohol (or a bouncy castle).
Mostly it would be my brothers friends from school, work, etc. Every once in a while he'd invite girls I knew from my old school, so I'd end up chatting to them all night.
It was on one of these nights that I decided to be an idiot.
Me and a friend were sat in the front room, chatting shit. Two girls I knew wandered in and started chatting. Part way through the conversation, one of them mentions that her feet are killing, so she'll drop her shoes.
I look down and see a pair of monstrous heels, something like this - img217.imageshack.us/img217/5237/hellgoldrh2.jpg - basically, pretty damn big!
We laughed at how much she'd been tottering round in them all night, and then the girls go off to get a drink, throwing a shoe at me as they do, hitting me in the stomach.
I pick it up to throw back, and realise it's quite heavy, much heavier than I expected. I then looked at the heel itself and though "I wonder if it'll hurt if I hit myself with that?"
So I did. Hard. It hurt quite a lot, and bled, as you can probably guess.
I felt something warm trickle down my head, and quickly caught my friends attention. He was just about to panic when I had a brainwave and shout "Get the camera!".
This is how I looked -

My brother then comes in with some tissue, asking what the hell I'd done. When I told him, he laughed at me.
Don't blame him really.
Length? 3 inches
( , Fri 13 Feb 2009, 10:21, 1 reply)
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