Gullible - not any more
As a youngster I was easy prey, particularly with my dad. He once convinced me that the crunchy bits in crunchy peanut butter were pieces of dried insects. I don't know why he told me that, I never ate the stuff. Bastard.

Things came to a head when as a 17 year old waiting outside the cinema screen for some 1990 Steven Seagal film my friends convinced me that food and drink were not allowed in the viewing area. After a nervous glance at my watch I swiftly downed my bucket of coke and ate my popcorn, I even suggested that the others should hurry up as we would be going in soon.

My shame was only finally brought home when I realised ten minutes into the film that I really needed a piss and my mates were calmly eating their corn and sipping on their drinks. As my bladder burned I was determined to not give them the satisfaction of running to the bog mid-film. The film was shit as well.

Fast forward a few years and I am now a cynical untrusting, suspicious individual. I have recently succeeded in convincing some colleagues that the company we work for does animal experiments on pandas and that dogs are sacred in Madagascar (that's why you won't find them on any menu there)..
(mersault, Fri 22 Aug 2008, 13:05, 1 reply)

That's terrible
Somebody convinced you to go and watch a Steven Seagal film!
( rofl harris, Fri 22 Aug 2008, 13:20, closed)