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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Real life grave robbing
My mate, who shall remain nameless, and who I don't know if any of you lot grass me up, had a little problem with his mental health.
In order to help himself he thought that shooting up large amounts of speed into his veins would help him.
Obviously that didn't work so he became a rent boy. As he was straight.
Nope, still mad as a bucket of frogs.
Aha, I know, he thinks, I'll start to dabble with the black arts, paganism will sort me out!
So one night, whilst hammered, he went with his brother to a local graveyard, dug up a corpse, removed the head and put it in a bag.
Back home he had to boil the head to remove the flesh that was still on it, dry it out, and then he had a really nice candle holder.
That, my friends, is going too far.
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( , Tue 14 Nov 2006, 11:22, Reply)
My mate, who shall remain nameless, and who I don't know if any of you lot grass me up, had a little problem with his mental health.
In order to help himself he thought that shooting up large amounts of speed into his veins would help him.
Obviously that didn't work so he became a rent boy. As he was straight.
Nope, still mad as a bucket of frogs.
Aha, I know, he thinks, I'll start to dabble with the black arts, paganism will sort me out!
So one night, whilst hammered, he went with his brother to a local graveyard, dug up a corpse, removed the head and put it in a bag.
Back home he had to boil the head to remove the flesh that was still on it, dry it out, and then he had a really nice candle holder.
That, my friends, is going too far.
100% Gadjietrufact
( , Tue 14 Nov 2006, 11:22, Reply)
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