I spied on someone...Freddie Woo says: "I was staying at a youth hostel in Europe and realised you could spy on the female dorm by looking through the keyhole in the adjoining door. So I knelt down, put my eye up to the hole... and saw an eye staring back at me. And I was the one they called a pervert." Tell us your tale of spying shenanigans.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 12:23)
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Shit storyThe second worst bit about doing open mic comedy is often needing a pre gig dump. Pub bogs are vile and more often than not, cubicle doors in the bogs often have no latch on the door.
Worrying about people bursting in was OCD hell. So a few times I kept the cubicle door wide open. People really do their best to not look. I mean they really didn't want to see.
Off topic.
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Barry Shitpeas - there was this web site yeah and this guy he said he could like hack everything including Hotmail accounts and it was like all surreal and I don't think it happened.
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d.r._and_quinch when will you be famous?, Fri 3 Jan 2014, 13:03,
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Stayed late at workSo, when the drug deals were going on after hours in the parking lot, I could observe and call in the cops when the action was brisk.
It was fun, and the drug dealers never learned who tattled.
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I don't think anyone will admit to or even lie about anything that sordid here anymore.I know this because I've been spying on you all. And you're all dull. Muahahaaha
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Christian's Bolt and Ski, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 22:12,
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I once heard of an internet forum user who was spied upon...…by the devilish means of the 'spy' putting his username into google.
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Amorous Badger NAKED BEA ARTHUR PHOTOS 4U, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 21:23,
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my first flat in london was a tiny shithole rooftop apartment at the top of long set of stairs that were in perpetual darknessits one redeeming feaure was a small balcony. I noticed one of my flatmates had taken to having his bowl of cereal standing out on it each morning. This went on for weeks. One day I decided to join him.
Apart from the ubiquitous noisy pigeon sex, the other thing of note was a women in the apartment opposite and down one storey undressing in the bathroom. With the window open.
For the next few weeks and months I had my weetbix standing next to him on the balcony.
Fuck I love pigeons
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cumquat may will not be commenting further on the allegations, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 19:40,
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at universityI wanted to slip a valentine card under the door of one of the fit girls in Hall but didn't know which room she was in, so a mate came up with a cunning plan: wait until she left the bar and then run outside to see which bedroom light came on.
I did this.
I got the wrong room.
The girl who got the card (which, to make matters worse, didn't have her name on it, just a poem) was the Hall munter, universally known as The Walrus.
Thankfully one doesn't generally sign valentine cards, or I would have been fuX0red. And not in a good way.
On the bright side, I raised The Walrus's self-esteem to a point where she did later shag my mate Jim. Mind you, he was still on the rebound from his crush on kd lang (we had fun breaking that news to him).
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Your mother once got so drunk she thought a frozen cornish pasty was a hat.That's my ice pie on someone story.
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Dr Preference AjcuiVd289, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 18:45,
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Being a spy of courseI'm not allowed to tell you.
HTH.
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edjogs Collared doves are shit., Thu 2 Jan 2014, 17:12,
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so another shatteringly good collection of stories to start this week off(, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 16:46, 39 replies)
Au pairWhen number 1 daughter was a mere baby, a girl from Brazil came to stay with us - free board and lodging in return for light babysitting duties. We'd accidentally gained an Au Pair!
Now, being new parents, we were terrified of Bad Stuff happening to the sprog, and so considered using a Nanny Cam. I was discussing this with a colleague at work, and I was explaining the problem I was having deciding where to put the camera to check on the Au Pair.
"Just under the rim works best," he said, without thinking...
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In a foregn city or on occassion in London, I like to pick out a random couple and follow them.It works very well in foreign cities because you can often get taken to great bars or a library. In Oslo, a friend and I followed two lovely looking girls - they were prostitutes and that following nearly ended badly.
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d.r._and_quinch when will you be famous?, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 15:35,
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Spying, I suppose.I lived on the 6th floor of a building. There was another identical building opposite me.
A girl on the 3rd floor used to frequently prance around her apartment naked, with all the curtains open, and lights on. You have to assume she was not bothered about being seen.
One day my girlfriend at the time was at my place. I said "Hey, look, that girl is flashing again", which sent my gf into an immediate apoplectic rage.
Next time, I'll keep my fucking mouth shut.
(yes, wanking, etc. Good one)
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Long story short, I spied on my own mouth.(
Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 13:35,
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I spied on someone with my little eye on someone something beginning with p on someone.(
Dr Preference AjcuiVd289, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 13:20,
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Fuck that(
buffet_the_appetite_slayer ٩(●̮̃•)۶ jacked in to the ICE on, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 13:11,
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It's alright to wank over her because she's not my biological daughter.(
drimble he'd been white, he'd been black, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 13:09,
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Something about a deranged Australian internet stalker seeking out peoples real identitiesand threatening to show their internet conduct to their employers and clients.
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Muns, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 12:49,
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Albert Marshmallow, the end.(
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 12:38,
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