Going Too Far
Ever had one of your mates go too far? Back when I was a teenager I went to stay with a friend in the country. We took his dog for a walk in some woods - which was fun.
We came across a breeding pen for the local pheasant shoot - which was interesting.
But then my friend broke into the cages, grabbed a pheasant, strangled it and proceeded to throw it around, only managing to rescue it from his dog's jaws seconds before a gamekeeper turned up to see what the hell was going on. Now, that was a bit too far...
( , Fri 10 Nov 2006, 14:11)
Ever had one of your mates go too far? Back when I was a teenager I went to stay with a friend in the country. We took his dog for a walk in some woods - which was fun.
We came across a breeding pen for the local pheasant shoot - which was interesting.
But then my friend broke into the cages, grabbed a pheasant, strangled it and proceeded to throw it around, only managing to rescue it from his dog's jaws seconds before a gamekeeper turned up to see what the hell was going on. Now, that was a bit too far...
( , Fri 10 Nov 2006, 14:11)
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Oh and also my wedding.
My husband has a friend who likes to make people uncomfortable for his own amusement- saying creepy sexual things to girls in front of their boyfriends, for example. I have been a target repeatedly. I'll call him "Asshat."
The last straw was when Asshat said "hey, look" in an innocent voice, and I stupidly looked, and for a split second saw his rather puny balls.
At my wedding.
I and the groomsmen beat the shit out of him. Me still in my wedding gown. While my husband held his face in dirt. Ah, that's my man.
Sorry, this turned suddenly romantic.
( , Fri 10 Nov 2006, 23:45, Reply)
My husband has a friend who likes to make people uncomfortable for his own amusement- saying creepy sexual things to girls in front of their boyfriends, for example. I have been a target repeatedly. I'll call him "Asshat."
The last straw was when Asshat said "hey, look" in an innocent voice, and I stupidly looked, and for a split second saw his rather puny balls.
At my wedding.
I and the groomsmen beat the shit out of him. Me still in my wedding gown. While my husband held his face in dirt. Ah, that's my man.
Sorry, this turned suddenly romantic.
( , Fri 10 Nov 2006, 23:45, Reply)
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