I'm a bad friend (but they don't know that)
About 2 years ago, one of my good friends at the time decided to have a little gathering at his house as his parents were away for the weekend.
The usual shenanigans occured, got drunk, smoked, played music too loud, etc. In the early hours of the morning, I went upstairs for a piss, holding my member with one hand and my pint glass in the other.
I was struggling to stand by this point as the alcohol began to take control of my body - then my mobile phone rang, which was in my pocket. As I attempted to answer it, my pint glass fell from my hand and into the toilet, smashing as it hit the bottom. Being drunk, I decided to 'push' it from view with the toilet brush, and I left it at that.
The next morning, said mate went for a hefty hangover shit, flushed the chain, and the toilet water started rising.
It carried on rising, then spilt out onto the bathroom floor causing a fair bit of damage.
I never owned up to this and my mate got a lot of grief from his parents.


When I was 13, I stole all of another friends swopsies (about 200!), so I could complete my Panini Premier League sticker album. He thought he had them stolen at school.

I pulled a girl that a good friend fancied by telling her he was boring, and that she'd be better off with me. He still has no knowledge of the fact we met up a few times. I didn't even like her that much.

I smashed another friends expensive chandelier playing indoor cricket with a satsuma. I hid the fruit and got away with it. I aways got the same friend to go into his garden and set fire to things so I could steal numerous bags of Monster Munch from the kitchen cupboards.

I feel a bit better now.


(I also think Rachelswipe is attractive - just from reading her posts)

EDIT - Seems I'm not the only one....
(Monkey the Chicken Twitter: death_stairs, Mon 3 Sep 2007, 18:48, Reply)