I used to work in a barbershop when i was younger and....
..when suddenly i was relieved from my position of broom technician by the new management who was a camp, rampant poof who was vile in every possible way I decided upon revenge. When i went back the monday after the friday i was sacked i was armed with a gram of speed, the new boss was out of the shop and my mate stiggie who still works there let me into his office to "get my stuff". I went straight to the filter on his watercooler and poured every last bit of phett i had left in. To this day im gutted i didnt see it but he came in the store at about 11am and was rushed to hospital by 1:30. Apparently he was shaking like a leaf, pale as fuck and kept sitting down then standing up again with wild eyes. I still get my haircut there for free too.
(C0UN7:z3r0, Thu 5 May 2005, 0:42, Reply)