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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A few years ago I was in Yemen, following the coast from Oman. Despite what you've read about Al Qaida and nasty arab gentlemen, Yemen is probably the friendliest country in the world, but it is tribal, so you need guards with you. They're really there just to vouch for you with the local tribes rather than have to do any real guarding, but they are armed to the teeth. As is everyone in the country. But they will let you have a go with their Kalashnikovs if you ask nicely, and even the anti-aircraft gun on the back of the pickup too..
Anyway, we were camping in the middle of nowhere on the beach, when our guide/cook comes over with breakfast for us. He slings his AK47 over his arm and hands us an omelette each.
Now, normally you'd think. 'we're in the fucking desert and have been for two weeks - where the pants did he just get fresh eggs from?' but the heat of the place does strange things to your mind. 50C night and day starts to shut your body down and it gets harder to make connections and do, well, just about anything.
So we eat the omelettes, as do our guards. Tasty.
I finish up and wander down the cliff to the sea try and cool off in the sea, the closest I could get to a shower, and notice distinctive tracks all over the beach. Turtles! Cool. I notice some turtle eggshells that must have been dug up by wild dogs during the night...wait...thoughts begin to seep into my heat addled brain.
We'd eaten probably the rarest omelette ever that morning, made from endangered turtle eggs. Oops.
( , Sat 20 Sep 2008, 14:08, 4 replies)
A few years ago I was in Yemen, following the coast from Oman. Despite what you've read about Al Qaida and nasty arab gentlemen, Yemen is probably the friendliest country in the world, but it is tribal, so you need guards with you. They're really there just to vouch for you with the local tribes rather than have to do any real guarding, but they are armed to the teeth. As is everyone in the country. But they will let you have a go with their Kalashnikovs if you ask nicely, and even the anti-aircraft gun on the back of the pickup too..
Anyway, we were camping in the middle of nowhere on the beach, when our guide/cook comes over with breakfast for us. He slings his AK47 over his arm and hands us an omelette each.
Now, normally you'd think. 'we're in the fucking desert and have been for two weeks - where the pants did he just get fresh eggs from?' but the heat of the place does strange things to your mind. 50C night and day starts to shut your body down and it gets harder to make connections and do, well, just about anything.
So we eat the omelettes, as do our guards. Tasty.
I finish up and wander down the cliff to the sea try and cool off in the sea, the closest I could get to a shower, and notice distinctive tracks all over the beach. Turtles! Cool. I notice some turtle eggshells that must have been dug up by wild dogs during the night...wait...thoughts begin to seep into my heat addled brain.
We'd eaten probably the rarest omelette ever that morning, made from endangered turtle eggs. Oops.
( , Sat 20 Sep 2008, 14:08, 4 replies)
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