Near Death Experiences
Last time I crashed my bike, as I flew through the air towards the car in front of me not much went through my head apart from "You idiot". No tunnels, no lights to stay away from, no smiling family members beckoning to me.
Surely you've had a better near-death experience?
( , Thu 25 Nov 2004, 11:35)
Last time I crashed my bike, as I flew through the air towards the car in front of me not much went through my head apart from "You idiot". No tunnels, no lights to stay away from, no smiling family members beckoning to me.
Surely you've had a better near-death experience?
( , Thu 25 Nov 2004, 11:35)
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Grenade!
My mate Jez went to Spain on his holidays. Instead of bringing back a fluffy donkey in a sombrero, he brought back a Civil War surplus German stick grenade.
A dud, he assured us. The lying turd.
Like normal, sane teenagers we went up to the woods and took turns throwing it at each other whilst shouting "Achtung Spitfire" and "Gott in Himmel!"
"Ha!" shouted Jez, pulling out the pin, "You think you're so clever!"
It was then he realised that it might actually be the real thing, and threw it, like a girl, as far as he could.
It bounced off a tree, and landed at our feet.
"Leg it!"
We legged it.
There was this bastard big explosion, closely followed by a collective crapping of pants.
How we laughed...
( , Thu 25 Nov 2004, 15:15, Reply)
My mate Jez went to Spain on his holidays. Instead of bringing back a fluffy donkey in a sombrero, he brought back a Civil War surplus German stick grenade.
A dud, he assured us. The lying turd.
Like normal, sane teenagers we went up to the woods and took turns throwing it at each other whilst shouting "Achtung Spitfire" and "Gott in Himmel!"
"Ha!" shouted Jez, pulling out the pin, "You think you're so clever!"
It was then he realised that it might actually be the real thing, and threw it, like a girl, as far as he could.
It bounced off a tree, and landed at our feet.
"Leg it!"
We legged it.
There was this bastard big explosion, closely followed by a collective crapping of pants.
How we laughed...
( , Thu 25 Nov 2004, 15:15, Reply)
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