Many many moons ago while still at school
we were taken for a week in Switzerland. Having an afternoon to ourselves one day a few of us had went a wondering up the hillside next to the hostel. We found another couple of mates who were crowded round something they were looking at on the ground. When we got there, they had the grate off a hole in the ground about 4 four square. In the deep hole was an underground stream, this then had BIG blades that were cutting and mashing leaves and branches and any other crap that flowed down it. Much fun was had throwing bigger and bigger things into it until my mate Stephen did the old "push, saved your life" thing. He managed the pushing bit ok, but was a bit poor in the saving of the life segment of the joke. I fell forwards and managed to have my arms on one side of the hole and my feet still on the other. ooooh the fear. ooooh the smell from my arse. My other mates dived forwards and grabbed my arms and legs, I was then lifted sideways till we were away from the hole. Stephen was just slowly walking backwards muttering i'm sorry, i'm sorry. I'm sure he was but that was a perfectly good pair of pants that had just been ruined.

I wasn't the only one to be nearly killed that holiday. mate nearly got hit by a train with the same "push, saved your life" trick when pushed onto rail tracks.

Oh how we all laugh now.
(Billy Sastard, Mon 29 Nov 2004, 12:06, Reply)