Messing with people's heads
Theophilous Thunderwulf says: What have you done to fuck with people? Was it a long, carefully planned piece of psychological warfare, or do you favour quick, off-the-cuff comments that confuse the terminally gullible? Have you been dicked with, and only realised many years later? Are you being dicked right now? Tell us everything.
( , Thu 12 Jan 2012, 11:25)
Theophilous Thunderwulf says: What have you done to fuck with people? Was it a long, carefully planned piece of psychological warfare, or do you favour quick, off-the-cuff comments that confuse the terminally gullible? Have you been dicked with, and only realised many years later? Are you being dicked right now? Tell us everything.
( , Thu 12 Jan 2012, 11:25)
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Antipodean Christmas Celebrations
Back in the mists of time (Christmas 2002) I had been working at my place of employment in Mississippi for a few months. Someone as exotic as an Australian was a rarity in the deep south, I (and all things Australian) were a mystery to most of the people there. With Christmas fast approaching, I was asked in a meeting "Do you celebrate Christmas in Australia".
Ripper, I thought - here's a chance for some major piss-taking.
"Yes, we do celebrate Christmas there," I replied. "But you have to remember it's in the middle of summer, so some things are a bit different."
"The whole family - us kids, parents, aunts and uncles, cousins, grandparents would get together at one place for a big lunch, presents around the tree, all of the. Then, once that was over with, and everything cleared away, the main festivities would start. My cousins and I would go out into the back paddock, find a suitable Christmas tree, and cut that down. Then we would all drag / carry it back to the house, where we would light a huge bonfire."
"Once that was blazing, we would all tear off our clothes, smear mud over our bodies, and the we would dance around the fire, chanting as we would throw the tree into the flames."
At that point most of them had worked out I was well and truly pulling their legs - but it was amazing how many people didn't realize (or understand how) the seasons in the southern hemisphere were reversed.
Length - no apologies, no one has ever complained before. Haw haw haw
( , Thu 12 Jan 2012, 17:53, 2 replies)
Back in the mists of time (Christmas 2002) I had been working at my place of employment in Mississippi for a few months. Someone as exotic as an Australian was a rarity in the deep south, I (and all things Australian) were a mystery to most of the people there. With Christmas fast approaching, I was asked in a meeting "Do you celebrate Christmas in Australia".
Ripper, I thought - here's a chance for some major piss-taking.
"Yes, we do celebrate Christmas there," I replied. "But you have to remember it's in the middle of summer, so some things are a bit different."
"The whole family - us kids, parents, aunts and uncles, cousins, grandparents would get together at one place for a big lunch, presents around the tree, all of the. Then, once that was over with, and everything cleared away, the main festivities would start. My cousins and I would go out into the back paddock, find a suitable Christmas tree, and cut that down. Then we would all drag / carry it back to the house, where we would light a huge bonfire."
"Once that was blazing, we would all tear off our clothes, smear mud over our bodies, and the we would dance around the fire, chanting as we would throw the tree into the flames."
At that point most of them had worked out I was well and truly pulling their legs - but it was amazing how many people didn't realize (or understand how) the seasons in the southern hemisphere were reversed.
Length - no apologies, no one has ever complained before. Haw haw haw
( , Thu 12 Jan 2012, 17:53, 2 replies)
So wish I'd tried that for Chrissie last year.
Still, no barby was a good thing.
( , Thu 12 Jan 2012, 19:35, closed)
Still, no barby was a good thing.
( , Thu 12 Jan 2012, 19:35, closed)
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