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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Relief vs. fury
This post has reminded me of a trick an acquaintance of mine (X) played once. There's a long, straight stretch of road near where I come from that is frequently used as a racetrack by chavs in souped-up novas and the like. One night X showed up at about 11pm in his work van to hear that Y and Z were having a race down the road, and that he should make sure to be well out of the way. He pulled his van into a side road when he was struck by a thought.
Five minutes later, X heard Y and Z about to appear over the crest of the hill at ~130mph. As their headlights appeared, he stepped out into the road, in his bright yellow hi-vis jacket, and held up a hand authoritatively.
He said he's never seen brake discs glow so brightly as on the one car that tried to stop. The other just kept going in a panic.
I don't think Y and Z had another race until they'd had some laundry done...
( , Thu 12 Jan 2012, 19:06, Reply)
This post has reminded me of a trick an acquaintance of mine (X) played once. There's a long, straight stretch of road near where I come from that is frequently used as a racetrack by chavs in souped-up novas and the like. One night X showed up at about 11pm in his work van to hear that Y and Z were having a race down the road, and that he should make sure to be well out of the way. He pulled his van into a side road when he was struck by a thought.
Five minutes later, X heard Y and Z about to appear over the crest of the hill at ~130mph. As their headlights appeared, he stepped out into the road, in his bright yellow hi-vis jacket, and held up a hand authoritatively.
He said he's never seen brake discs glow so brightly as on the one car that tried to stop. The other just kept going in a panic.
I don't think Y and Z had another race until they'd had some laundry done...
( , Thu 12 Jan 2012, 19:06, Reply)
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