What's the most horrific thing you've seen?
What is going on?
Lightguy was walking home when he saw a fox eating a cat. As he watched, it threw up on the cat and then continued eating, having doused it in its own marinade.
Only this morning, Rachelswipe saw a tramp hock up a bright green loogy, only for a pigeon to hop over on its withered stumps and peck it up joyfully.
Are these the end times? What horrible stuff have you seen recently?
( , Fri 22 Jun 2007, 10:36)
What is going on?
Lightguy was walking home when he saw a fox eating a cat. As he watched, it threw up on the cat and then continued eating, having doused it in its own marinade.
Only this morning, Rachelswipe saw a tramp hock up a bright green loogy, only for a pigeon to hop over on its withered stumps and peck it up joyfully.
Are these the end times? What horrible stuff have you seen recently?
( , Fri 22 Jun 2007, 10:36)
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I saw and did this
I once had to have my right eye popped out of it's socket to have a bit of shrap removed after working on my mate Eddies van - saw it from the inside
I also once came home liquered up on red wine, fell into the spare bed that was all fluffied up and sanitised. Woke up a few hours later, pulled open a drawer of lovely white linen. Purged my guts of Shiraz. Shut the drawer and got back into bed and went to sleep. My wife introduced me to the Samuel Pollock I had made the next morning!
Trashed my mates new motorcycle a couple of years back. Not sure what I could make of my side as I wasn't wearing any protective clothing but my kneecap bone was clear as day.
Oh and once had the happy experience of walking in on some bloke at a club who slit his wrist - I never knew the human body held that much liquid!
( , Mon 25 Jun 2007, 19:18, Reply)
I once had to have my right eye popped out of it's socket to have a bit of shrap removed after working on my mate Eddies van - saw it from the inside
I also once came home liquered up on red wine, fell into the spare bed that was all fluffied up and sanitised. Woke up a few hours later, pulled open a drawer of lovely white linen. Purged my guts of Shiraz. Shut the drawer and got back into bed and went to sleep. My wife introduced me to the Samuel Pollock I had made the next morning!
Trashed my mates new motorcycle a couple of years back. Not sure what I could make of my side as I wasn't wearing any protective clothing but my kneecap bone was clear as day.
Oh and once had the happy experience of walking in on some bloke at a club who slit his wrist - I never knew the human body held that much liquid!
( , Mon 25 Jun 2007, 19:18, Reply)
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