Ignoring Instructions
When I was small, a friend of mine waved a big plastic bottle at me and asked me if I "wanted some drinking yoghurt?" I pointed out the "do not drink" label, but no, he was convinced this was a big jug of a particularly strange, liquid yoghurt that was briefly popular in the 70s.
He was sick for hours, after consuming a suprisingly large quantity of washing liquid.
What instructions have you ignored?
( , Thu 4 May 2006, 11:24)
When I was small, a friend of mine waved a big plastic bottle at me and asked me if I "wanted some drinking yoghurt?" I pointed out the "do not drink" label, but no, he was convinced this was a big jug of a particularly strange, liquid yoghurt that was briefly popular in the 70s.
He was sick for hours, after consuming a suprisingly large quantity of washing liquid.
What instructions have you ignored?
( , Thu 4 May 2006, 11:24)
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dont run in the house!
When me and my sister were only little we used to fight non stop. I would chase her round the house after she had tried to hit me. Eventually mother would scream "stop running in the house!" followed by her smacking me round the head. (Apparently it was always my fault).
Then on one fateful summer evening it happens again, my sis hits me round the head and I get up and start to chase her ready to give her a damm good thrashing. As she runs into the kitchen she runs straight into a bin liner that has a broken milk bottle in. Cue screaming that almost bursts my eardrums and more and more blood pumping onto the floor. The cut was so deep on the top of her foot that the skin flapped open in a neat triangle so that you could see all of the bones and tendons in her foot.
Later in hospital she hit the doc stitching her up and burst the sutures so there was blood everywhere again
Since then she has cracked her skull going down a hill in a forest on a bike with stabilisers and impaled her foot on a nail in the garden. It went right through her foot.
I have come to two conclusions. 1. Always do what your mum tells you, that way you avoid blood and screaming. 2. My sister is one clumsy bitch.
No apologies for length.
( , Fri 5 May 2006, 11:29, Reply)
When me and my sister were only little we used to fight non stop. I would chase her round the house after she had tried to hit me. Eventually mother would scream "stop running in the house!" followed by her smacking me round the head. (Apparently it was always my fault).
Then on one fateful summer evening it happens again, my sis hits me round the head and I get up and start to chase her ready to give her a damm good thrashing. As she runs into the kitchen she runs straight into a bin liner that has a broken milk bottle in. Cue screaming that almost bursts my eardrums and more and more blood pumping onto the floor. The cut was so deep on the top of her foot that the skin flapped open in a neat triangle so that you could see all of the bones and tendons in her foot.
Later in hospital she hit the doc stitching her up and burst the sutures so there was blood everywhere again
Since then she has cracked her skull going down a hill in a forest on a bike with stabilisers and impaled her foot on a nail in the garden. It went right through her foot.
I have come to two conclusions. 1. Always do what your mum tells you, that way you avoid blood and screaming. 2. My sister is one clumsy bitch.
No apologies for length.
( , Fri 5 May 2006, 11:29, Reply)
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