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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My baby brother desperately wanted to be a butterfly when he was a kid. I told him he had to be a caterpillar first.
That’s how they found him, wrapped in sheeting in the shed. Asphyxiated they said.
Maybe he’s flying now.
BB RIP
You silly sausage.
(, Mon 16 Feb 2009, 11:02, 5 replies)
I don't even have a brother. My poor little baby sister though, she wanted to be a moth. I said that she had to be a beetle first.
That's how they found her, wedged in under the house. Dehydration they said.
Maybe she's flying now.
BS RIP
(, Mon 16 Feb 2009, 11:13, closed)
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