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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I left Mr Quar in to greet the Halloween visitors
while I popped out for an hour.
He's a little nervous around kids but soon got the hang of opening the front door, looking scared and then offering the little ghosts and monsters a handful of sweets from my old jam pan. Much jollity ensued.
After a while he really got into the spirit of it, and had the bright idea of putting on the Devil mask I got him from Venice.
So when a couple of teenagers banged on the door and hid behind the hedge, they were confronted by nearly 20 stone of Mr Quar, in full-face Devil mask, waving a 'cauldron' and shouting 'Come here! I've got a treat for you!'
The horrified kids legged it, pursued by Mr 'The Devil' Quar down the street, with his 'cauldron' full of sweeties.
You can take enthusiasm too far.
( , Sat 11 Nov 2006, 9:05, Reply)
while I popped out for an hour.
He's a little nervous around kids but soon got the hang of opening the front door, looking scared and then offering the little ghosts and monsters a handful of sweets from my old jam pan. Much jollity ensued.
After a while he really got into the spirit of it, and had the bright idea of putting on the Devil mask I got him from Venice.
So when a couple of teenagers banged on the door and hid behind the hedge, they were confronted by nearly 20 stone of Mr Quar, in full-face Devil mask, waving a 'cauldron' and shouting 'Come here! I've got a treat for you!'
The horrified kids legged it, pursued by Mr 'The Devil' Quar down the street, with his 'cauldron' full of sweeties.
You can take enthusiasm too far.
( , Sat 11 Nov 2006, 9:05, Reply)
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