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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Too far on both sides
Surpriesed I didn't remember this earlier.
It was about a year ago and a group of us were sitting in one of the uni bars, being our usual selves, which in this case involved bitching about an annoying mutual aquaintance of ours.
Suddenly, one of our mates pipes up, "He doesn't have my number, does he?" Evil smiles were exchanged and the fun began.
Our friend began to send texts to this feller, pretending to be a horny young girl named Sarah. 'Sarah' told our chum that she thought he was very attractive, and would he like her and her friend to come round for some fun? 9.30 okay?
Of course at 9.25 who should show up at his door but all of us. Struggling to keep straight faces we asked if we could use his toilet. One by one. (As in, one of us would go in and use the toilet, then when they returned another one would say something like "That's a point, can I use your toilet as well.") Our victim is getting more and more obviously frustrated, he wants us gone before his threesome companions arrive. (He is gullible enough not to wonder how some random girl got his number, or is willing to shag him despite them never meeting)
Eventually we went (much to his joy) and that is where the whole thing should have ended. But, of course Andy (being the feller sending the texts) doesn't know when to stop, and sent a text apologising for not turning up, but promising even more erotic treats next time to make it up.
'Sarah' and our gullible friend spent the best part of a month texting each other, and the things that were said got increasingly filthy. Andy seemed to be enjoying himself a bit too much, while the rest of us walked the line between finding it hilarious and disturbing.
The final straw came when 'Sarah' asked our victim for some measurements of a personal nature (No! Why Andy, why?) and he eagerly replied. Having screamed in disgust and horror, the rest of us stepped in, and put a stop to it, forbidding Andy from sending any more messages as Sarah. The whole thing had definately gone too far, as had some of his replies.
Length? Well none of us needed to know, to be honest. And what kind of person divulges that sort of thing to someone they've never even seen? Nobody normal, that's for sure.
( , Sun 12 Nov 2006, 23:31, Reply)
Surpriesed I didn't remember this earlier.
It was about a year ago and a group of us were sitting in one of the uni bars, being our usual selves, which in this case involved bitching about an annoying mutual aquaintance of ours.
Suddenly, one of our mates pipes up, "He doesn't have my number, does he?" Evil smiles were exchanged and the fun began.
Our friend began to send texts to this feller, pretending to be a horny young girl named Sarah. 'Sarah' told our chum that she thought he was very attractive, and would he like her and her friend to come round for some fun? 9.30 okay?
Of course at 9.25 who should show up at his door but all of us. Struggling to keep straight faces we asked if we could use his toilet. One by one. (As in, one of us would go in and use the toilet, then when they returned another one would say something like "That's a point, can I use your toilet as well.") Our victim is getting more and more obviously frustrated, he wants us gone before his threesome companions arrive. (He is gullible enough not to wonder how some random girl got his number, or is willing to shag him despite them never meeting)
Eventually we went (much to his joy) and that is where the whole thing should have ended. But, of course Andy (being the feller sending the texts) doesn't know when to stop, and sent a text apologising for not turning up, but promising even more erotic treats next time to make it up.
'Sarah' and our gullible friend spent the best part of a month texting each other, and the things that were said got increasingly filthy. Andy seemed to be enjoying himself a bit too much, while the rest of us walked the line between finding it hilarious and disturbing.
The final straw came when 'Sarah' asked our victim for some measurements of a personal nature (No! Why Andy, why?) and he eagerly replied. Having screamed in disgust and horror, the rest of us stepped in, and put a stop to it, forbidding Andy from sending any more messages as Sarah. The whole thing had definately gone too far, as had some of his replies.
Length? Well none of us needed to know, to be honest. And what kind of person divulges that sort of thing to someone they've never even seen? Nobody normal, that's for sure.
( , Sun 12 Nov 2006, 23:31, Reply)
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