Guilty Laughs
Are you the kind of person who laughs when they see a cat getting run over? Tell us about the times your sense of humour has gone beyond taste and decency.
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( , Thu 22 Jul 2010, 15:19)
Are you the kind of person who laughs when they see a cat getting run over? Tell us about the times your sense of humour has gone beyond taste and decency.
Suggested by SnowyTheRabbit
( , Thu 22 Jul 2010, 15:19)
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I keep going on about this
but the Mongol Rally again.
It's halfway through Kazakhstan, two weeks into our trip. We've spent half the day on new, pristine, perfect highway on our way to the capital, Astana. And then we hit roadworks.
For the next 150 miles.
We spend the next two hours driving at a maximum of 40 miles an hour, dodging potholes and dried-up water courses, slipping on sand and avoiding rocks. Our convoy spreads out and takes slightly different roads. Our beautiful Punto does this a little better than the accompanying 2CV, Corsa and Felicia, so we go on ahead, until 20 minutes later, disaster strikes! We hit a rock, rupture our fuel line and put a hole in our sump. It's still 100 miles to Astana and 50 miles back to the last town of any consequence.
I frantically jump out of the car and grab all our tools. I dive beneath the car, using my hands trying to stop the petrol pissing everywhere, while I try to simultaneously wrap the self-amalgamating tape round the hole. I fail miserably.
Luckily at that moment I hear the unmistakable sound of a 600cc 2CV engine, jump up and wave frantically at our approaching convoy. Thank god, they see me and they stop. But as they walk over I can see them whispering to each other and laughing. I am rather annoyed at this. They continue to laugh throughout the rescue, while we drain the petrol tank and begin to tow our crippled beast back to the nearest little Borat-hole.
I continue to be annoyed at the fuckers laughing at me while I was frantically waving my hands attempting to get help and desperately trying to fix my car, scrabbling around in the dirt on my back.
Until I realise I'm still wearing the chicken suit I put on that morning after losing a game the previous night.
( , Fri 23 Jul 2010, 15:55, 1 reply)
but the Mongol Rally again.
It's halfway through Kazakhstan, two weeks into our trip. We've spent half the day on new, pristine, perfect highway on our way to the capital, Astana. And then we hit roadworks.
For the next 150 miles.
We spend the next two hours driving at a maximum of 40 miles an hour, dodging potholes and dried-up water courses, slipping on sand and avoiding rocks. Our convoy spreads out and takes slightly different roads. Our beautiful Punto does this a little better than the accompanying 2CV, Corsa and Felicia, so we go on ahead, until 20 minutes later, disaster strikes! We hit a rock, rupture our fuel line and put a hole in our sump. It's still 100 miles to Astana and 50 miles back to the last town of any consequence.
I frantically jump out of the car and grab all our tools. I dive beneath the car, using my hands trying to stop the petrol pissing everywhere, while I try to simultaneously wrap the self-amalgamating tape round the hole. I fail miserably.
Luckily at that moment I hear the unmistakable sound of a 600cc 2CV engine, jump up and wave frantically at our approaching convoy. Thank god, they see me and they stop. But as they walk over I can see them whispering to each other and laughing. I am rather annoyed at this. They continue to laugh throughout the rescue, while we drain the petrol tank and begin to tow our crippled beast back to the nearest little Borat-hole.
I continue to be annoyed at the fuckers laughing at me while I was frantically waving my hands attempting to get help and desperately trying to fix my car, scrabbling around in the dirt on my back.
Until I realise I'm still wearing the chicken suit I put on that morning after losing a game the previous night.
( , Fri 23 Jul 2010, 15:55, 1 reply)
Doh!
I was expecting a downs syndrome/disability going to hell (tee hee) style post based on the 'mongol' rally maybe finding a group a DS Kiddies together etc.
Imaging my suprise and delight to find that it wasn't, well done it did amuse me.
( , Fri 23 Jul 2010, 16:04, closed)
I was expecting a downs syndrome/disability going to hell (tee hee) style post based on the 'mongol' rally maybe finding a group a DS Kiddies together etc.
Imaging my suprise and delight to find that it wasn't, well done it did amuse me.
( , Fri 23 Jul 2010, 16:04, closed)
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