Going Too FarEver 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...
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chthonic, Fri 10 Nov 2006, 14:11)
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More flatmate sabotageA friend of mine (lets call him Neil) had fallen out so badly with his flatmate that they both decided to go thier separate ways & move back in with their parents. They hadnt come to blows or even had an argument but the pent up hatred for each other was intense.
On his last night at the house, I agreed to go on a pub crawl with him & sleep on his couch, basically have a celebration piss up that he would never see the twat he lived with ever again.
So we roll in later that night pissed as farts & I plonk myself down in from of the TV whilst Neil puts the kettle on. He soon calls me into the kitchen as he has been spitting in/on everything his flatmate had in the fridge and he had RUN OUT OF SPIT and needed my help to complete the job.
He (and me, i'm not proud) spat in everything, his milk, his organic grain mustard, his cranberry jelly, on his ham, everything. I knew Neil had gone too far when the next morning we wanted a cup of tea but couldnt remember which milk we hadn't spat in. Disgusting.
Neil also claims that I pissed in this poor guys open bottle of wine, but that would have been going waaay too far, I think he just wished I had.
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Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Sat 11 Nov 2006, 15:53,
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