Too far.
Do you know what I think is going too far? Twenty people trotting out the same crappy joke about some random place they travelled to. FFS, is it so hard to read the rest of the entries, at least until the point that you realise you've been beaten to it multiple times?

Obtale: At school we had something of a nutter in our class. Heck, you all had one, I'm sure, but this one had a little extra weird in his ingredients listing. It wasn't his fault exactly, he got it from his dad.

A case in point: we were once taking part in a 24-hour "marching marathon" for charidee - you had to walk around a circuit for the afore-mentioned time. Nutter's dad was also taking part, and upon seeing a competitor make it round the ring in a quicker time than he, promptly had him disqualified for "running". Bear in mind that this was just for charity, and not a race, so the feck effectively decided that any donations this lad had raised weren't good enough because he had the audacity to walk fast.

Anyway, on with the tale. Nutter was in the woodwork class, and trying to wind various classmates up, with varying success. One eventually loses it, and curses at him. Nutter sees his cue, produces a cordless drill and switches it on.

*drrrzt* was the lovely sound it made as he directed it towards this poor sod's arm. Everyone waited, and watched mostly in shock, with mouths hanging open. Even Nutter seemed to think twice at this point, and took a step back, removing the drill.

And then we realised: no blood. Somehow Nutter had missed the arm, but gone through one side of the sod's jumper, and out the other.

Too far? Very, very nearly, and Nutter was surprisingly restrained after that.
(Captain Skippy pooed in a bag and left it on your doorstep, Tue 14 Nov 2006, 15:58, Reply)