Slurry Curry
Whilst at Uni, I lived in a standard group flat-share with 7 mates. All of us brought something to the group/had our inherent weaknesses. 'Barto's' was food. In short, he was a greedy bastard intent on taking/finishing your meals.

Cue plan.

Whilst Barto was out drinking, we made a lovely curry up, naans, sauce, the works. Was lovely. Only this curry was made with a special extra. Dog food.

Cunningly left on a table with a half-eaten naan, and discarded cutlery, the trap was set. Barto enters.

A few bites in, the type of curry was questioned, as it tasted 'funny'. At this stage there a few of us watching, deseprately trying to suppress our laughter, crying tears of horrific joy. More mouthfuls, until one of the group tells him that he looks "woof as hell" and another like a "dog's dinner".

It was at this point, an empty dog food can was shown, a plate lobbed across the room and a tearful Barto stormed out amidst hilarity.

Was the £250 lost deposit worth it? Absolutely!
( elgordo, Mon 22 Sep 2008, 12:25, Reply)