Food sabotage
Some arse at work commands that you make them tea. How do you get revenge? You gob in it, of course...
How have you creatively sabotaged other people's food to get you own back? Just how petty were your reasons for doing it? Did they swallow?
( , Thu 18 Sep 2008, 15:31)
Some arse at work commands that you make them tea. How do you get revenge? You gob in it, of course...
How have you creatively sabotaged other people's food to get you own back? Just how petty were your reasons for doing it? Did they swallow?
( , Thu 18 Sep 2008, 15:31)
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Self-Sabotage
Four of my mates and I found ourselves on holiday in Denmark, with very little money in a very upmarket, Scottish themed (being classic British tourists) bar/nightclub.
Cue trying to get us fucked as possible with only enough money for 3 pints each.
One of my mates, an incredibly introverted guy but with balls of steel, stopped the confused, Danish barman in his tracks as he walked past, collecting empty glasses. Somehow, he managed to convince the bartender to hand over the glass he was collecting the dregs in and no sooner than it changed hands the mysterious dark liquid was down his neck.
I couldn't say with precision what was in that glass, but from our collective memories of what those around us were drinking it contained at least: Guinness, lager, sherry, wine and red bull. Mmmmm...
He went to the toilet shortly afterwards, but was fine for the rest of the evening.
( , Thu 18 Sep 2008, 22:37, Reply)
Four of my mates and I found ourselves on holiday in Denmark, with very little money in a very upmarket, Scottish themed (being classic British tourists) bar/nightclub.
Cue trying to get us fucked as possible with only enough money for 3 pints each.
One of my mates, an incredibly introverted guy but with balls of steel, stopped the confused, Danish barman in his tracks as he walked past, collecting empty glasses. Somehow, he managed to convince the bartender to hand over the glass he was collecting the dregs in and no sooner than it changed hands the mysterious dark liquid was down his neck.
I couldn't say with precision what was in that glass, but from our collective memories of what those around us were drinking it contained at least: Guinness, lager, sherry, wine and red bull. Mmmmm...
He went to the toilet shortly afterwards, but was fine for the rest of the evening.
( , Thu 18 Sep 2008, 22:37, Reply)
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