Karma
Sue Denham writes, "I once slipped out of work two hours early without the boss noticing. In my hurry to make the most of this petty victory, I knocked myself out on the car door and spent the rest of the day semi-conscious, bowking rich brown vomit over my one and only suit."
Have you been visited by the forces of Karma, or watched it happen to other people?
Thanks to Pooflake for the suggestion
( , Thu 21 Feb 2008, 14:24)
Sue Denham writes, "I once slipped out of work two hours early without the boss noticing. In my hurry to make the most of this petty victory, I knocked myself out on the car door and spent the rest of the day semi-conscious, bowking rich brown vomit over my one and only suit."
Have you been visited by the forces of Karma, or watched it happen to other people?
Thanks to Pooflake for the suggestion
( , Thu 21 Feb 2008, 14:24)
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Fat Cunt
Whilst enjoying Sunday lunch at a local restaurant with my wife and daughter, I popped outside for a post-main course cigarette. Now the restaurant was on a corner of a busy, but flowing junction therefore there was often traffic waiting to turn just by the ashtrays.
Nicotine heaven was interrupted by the noise of a clapped out Escort with a big bore exhaust having the shit revved out of it waiting to turn right. Now slightly annoyed, I was even more pissed off when the chants of "FAT CUNT" were hailed through the open windows by the four chavs within (note - I'm sure that I could lose a couple of pounds, it creeps up on you as you get older, but not fat and I wont get into the cunt argument ;-) ).
Just as I was about to flick my cig end into their car, it wheel spun away thereby missing my opportunity for petty revenge.
How I laughed as the Transit van ploughed into the side of the fuckers at speed. Dessert was even sweeter watching the Ambulance service scrape the bastards off the road from my vantage point in the restaurant.
P.S. No one died.
( , Sun 24 Feb 2008, 20:48, 6 replies)
Whilst enjoying Sunday lunch at a local restaurant with my wife and daughter, I popped outside for a post-main course cigarette. Now the restaurant was on a corner of a busy, but flowing junction therefore there was often traffic waiting to turn just by the ashtrays.
Nicotine heaven was interrupted by the noise of a clapped out Escort with a big bore exhaust having the shit revved out of it waiting to turn right. Now slightly annoyed, I was even more pissed off when the chants of "FAT CUNT" were hailed through the open windows by the four chavs within (note - I'm sure that I could lose a couple of pounds, it creeps up on you as you get older, but not fat and I wont get into the cunt argument ;-) ).
Just as I was about to flick my cig end into their car, it wheel spun away thereby missing my opportunity for petty revenge.
How I laughed as the Transit van ploughed into the side of the fuckers at speed. Dessert was even sweeter watching the Ambulance service scrape the bastards off the road from my vantage point in the restaurant.
P.S. No one died.
( , Sun 24 Feb 2008, 20:48, 6 replies)
ooooh!
good thing you added the P.S. on the end hahah :) That's a good bit of Karma going on there.
( , Sun 24 Feb 2008, 21:51, closed)
good thing you added the P.S. on the end hahah :) That's a good bit of Karma going on there.
( , Sun 24 Feb 2008, 21:51, closed)
soooo
they call you fat, they deserve to be in a terrible traffic accident? harsh, no?
( , Mon 25 Feb 2008, 0:35, closed)
they call you fat, they deserve to be in a terrible traffic accident? harsh, no?
( , Mon 25 Feb 2008, 0:35, closed)
@Smash Monkey
So you're minding your own business and some chavs scream "fat cunt" at you and then have a car crash? Harsh?
Absolutely not.
Harsh would for the car to burst into flames and all the chavs slowly roast to death, screaming. Actually, not even that is harsh. Burnings too good for them...
Cheers
( , Mon 25 Feb 2008, 4:49, closed)
So you're minding your own business and some chavs scream "fat cunt" at you and then have a car crash? Harsh?
Absolutely not.
Harsh would for the car to burst into flames and all the chavs slowly roast to death, screaming. Actually, not even that is harsh. Burnings too good for them...
Cheers
( , Mon 25 Feb 2008, 4:49, closed)
I liked it
too bad you couldn't get your cig end in the car too though.
( , Tue 26 Feb 2008, 3:02, closed)
too bad you couldn't get your cig end in the car too though.
( , Tue 26 Feb 2008, 3:02, closed)
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