Fears and Phobias
I'll level with you. I'm really freaked out by loose buttons. I'm fine while they're doing their job, but once they're free the evil bastards are a major threat to my life. Tell us what spooks you, and how you cope. Also: church bells, doner kebab salads, death.
( , Thu 11 Sep 2014, 17:18)
I'll level with you. I'm really freaked out by loose buttons. I'm fine while they're doing their job, but once they're free the evil bastards are a major threat to my life. Tell us what spooks you, and how you cope. Also: church bells, doner kebab salads, death.
( , Thu 11 Sep 2014, 17:18)
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Polish men's urine.
Worked in a factory. With a Polish guy. Got invited to go to [insert name]ski's place for Friday drinks and then the pub. Warned off by most of thee other workers (including Polish woman), [insert name]ski is apparently batshit crazy. "Challenge accepted". Considering I can comfortably drink nearly twice my bodyweight in alcohol including hard liquor I thought I'd show [insert name]ski just what batshit crazy can be like...
Arrive at [insert name]ski's. Offered "iced tea". Iced tea is warm yellow liquid with strong smell. Not brown, smelling of lemons and cold.
Have minuscule sip - "iced tea" is salty and is most definitely NOT iced tea. I look at [insert name]ski quizzically. He asks me what's wrong.
"This tastes like piss."
[insert name]ski flies into a rage accusing me of accusing him of serving me his urine. I decide that this isn't a good Friday night pissup, grab my 6 pack and get the fuck out of Dodge.
Monday morning [insert name]ski wibbits on in Polish with other Polish woman and then tells me what a great time I missed. Later other Polish woman confirms that [insert name]ski tried to get me to drink his piss.
Kinda been wary of Polish men's piss since then.
( , Thu 18 Sep 2014, 9:12, 7 replies)
Worked in a factory. With a Polish guy. Got invited to go to [insert name]ski's place for Friday drinks and then the pub. Warned off by most of thee other workers (including Polish woman), [insert name]ski is apparently batshit crazy. "Challenge accepted". Considering I can comfortably drink nearly twice my bodyweight in alcohol including hard liquor I thought I'd show [insert name]ski just what batshit crazy can be like...
Arrive at [insert name]ski's. Offered "iced tea". Iced tea is warm yellow liquid with strong smell. Not brown, smelling of lemons and cold.
Have minuscule sip - "iced tea" is salty and is most definitely NOT iced tea. I look at [insert name]ski quizzically. He asks me what's wrong.
"This tastes like piss."
[insert name]ski flies into a rage accusing me of accusing him of serving me his urine. I decide that this isn't a good Friday night pissup, grab my 6 pack and get the fuck out of Dodge.
Monday morning [insert name]ski wibbits on in Polish with other Polish woman and then tells me what a great time I missed. Later other Polish woman confirms that [insert name]ski tried to get me to drink his piss.
Kinda been wary of Polish men's piss since then.
( , Thu 18 Sep 2014, 9:12, 7 replies)
It's good manners to learn someone's name before you drink their piss, you rude cunt
( , Thu 18 Sep 2014, 9:39, closed)
( , Thu 18 Sep 2014, 9:39, closed)
Is this the first documented case where
this is actually true, rather than a stupid meme?
( , Thu 18 Sep 2014, 9:58, closed)
this is actually true, rather than a stupid meme?
( , Thu 18 Sep 2014, 9:58, closed)
'truth' of course being a rather malleably applied term around these parts
( , Thu 18 Sep 2014, 16:21, closed)
( , Thu 18 Sep 2014, 16:21, closed)
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