Now, there was no need for that...
Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
( , Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
( , Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
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while playing muck up rugby with a couple of mates
we had a stupid rule, being kinda drunk, that if anyone fell to the floor and didn't get up quick enough, everyone could start a pile on (which since we were drunk would proabbly be pretty vicious to say the least)
well, we were playing around, no one tackling for fear of imminent crushing, and suddenly this kid who was an absolute cunt gets the ball, so i think this is my chance to get him, just hope i get up quick enough.
So i go charging in head first, not noticing someone else was doing exactly the same and cue an almightly crack as we hit head on with each other, with an added really horrible squeking noise as my neck kind of consertinered up like a slinky (luckyly and oddly boinging back to normal though) and rendering me lieing on the floor wobbling oddly.
The bit that wasen't needed was the fact that the next thing i saw was my sight of the nice sunny day suddenly being obstructed by someones huge fat smelly backside, which was the beginning of a huge pile.
Stangly was perfectly fine afterward and it barely actually hurt at all, thank god for the painkilling effects of the wonderdrug that is alcohol, and the good thing was, the cunt with the ball was the one that went to hospital with a broken nose
sorry for length
( , Sun 19 Jun 2005, 20:33, Reply)
we had a stupid rule, being kinda drunk, that if anyone fell to the floor and didn't get up quick enough, everyone could start a pile on (which since we were drunk would proabbly be pretty vicious to say the least)
well, we were playing around, no one tackling for fear of imminent crushing, and suddenly this kid who was an absolute cunt gets the ball, so i think this is my chance to get him, just hope i get up quick enough.
So i go charging in head first, not noticing someone else was doing exactly the same and cue an almightly crack as we hit head on with each other, with an added really horrible squeking noise as my neck kind of consertinered up like a slinky (luckyly and oddly boinging back to normal though) and rendering me lieing on the floor wobbling oddly.
The bit that wasen't needed was the fact that the next thing i saw was my sight of the nice sunny day suddenly being obstructed by someones huge fat smelly backside, which was the beginning of a huge pile.
Stangly was perfectly fine afterward and it barely actually hurt at all, thank god for the painkilling effects of the wonderdrug that is alcohol, and the good thing was, the cunt with the ball was the one that went to hospital with a broken nose
sorry for length
( , Sun 19 Jun 2005, 20:33, Reply)
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