Intense Friendships
The other night a friend confessed to a really intense friendship when he was young. Nothing sexual or anything, but it did extend to always going to the toilet together. As he put it, "we shared our poos."
Think back to the innocence of blood brothers and being friends forever and tell us the stories of loyalty, commitment and how it all went horribly wrong. You've seen Heavenly Creatures...
( , Fri 28 Jul 2006, 10:21)
The other night a friend confessed to a really intense friendship when he was young. Nothing sexual or anything, but it did extend to always going to the toilet together. As he put it, "we shared our poos."
Think back to the innocence of blood brothers and being friends forever and tell us the stories of loyalty, commitment and how it all went horribly wrong. You've seen Heavenly Creatures...
( , Fri 28 Jul 2006, 10:21)
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Lard, sprouts and cheese.
Me and a bloke at school were the best of friends. We smoked secretly together, drank cheap cider together...The usual teenage stuff.
We were so close, in fact that we decided to go on a food relating vandalism spree in our town centre one night...
I filled the coin slot on a car park ticket machine with Primula cheese spread, sellotaped sprouts to road signs, posted carrots through peoples letter boxes, but the fun didn't end there. We bought some lard and covered a phonebox in it and raw eggs. We also wrote 'LARD' on a cement wall outside a pub in...yes lard, and 10 years later its still there.
The resulting carnage for us was impressive. So much so we decided to do a second run only this time with toothpaste as a new weapon. It was only amusing because my friend smeared it all over his mouth and then realised it stung like a bastard.
( , Sat 29 Jul 2006, 0:23, Reply)
Me and a bloke at school were the best of friends. We smoked secretly together, drank cheap cider together...The usual teenage stuff.
We were so close, in fact that we decided to go on a food relating vandalism spree in our town centre one night...
I filled the coin slot on a car park ticket machine with Primula cheese spread, sellotaped sprouts to road signs, posted carrots through peoples letter boxes, but the fun didn't end there. We bought some lard and covered a phonebox in it and raw eggs. We also wrote 'LARD' on a cement wall outside a pub in...yes lard, and 10 years later its still there.
The resulting carnage for us was impressive. So much so we decided to do a second run only this time with toothpaste as a new weapon. It was only amusing because my friend smeared it all over his mouth and then realised it stung like a bastard.
( , Sat 29 Jul 2006, 0:23, Reply)
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