Petty Sabotage
I once put magnets on my brothers collection of ZX81 cassettes, so when he attempted to play them, they were full of errors and yet apparently undamaged. Can you beat that? Tell us your tales of petty sabotage.
( , Wed 4 May 2005, 10:59)
I once put magnets on my brothers collection of ZX81 cassettes, so when he attempted to play them, they were full of errors and yet apparently undamaged. Can you beat that? Tell us your tales of petty sabotage.
( , Wed 4 May 2005, 10:59)
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Pool Sanitization
I broke up with this bird I was seeing. She was a twat anyway. So, she had this pool in her backyard and the reason I broke up with her was because every time I would get off campus (military college) and stop by, there were TONS of guys hanging around the pool and I was convinced she was screwing around.
One night, drunken and out of uniform (I was wearing black running lycras, a black long sleeved t-shirt with "Smoke Me" written on it in bright yellow and white running shoes: brilliant look) a mate and I slipped over the stockade fence surrounding her property and he held my arms to keep me from falling backwards, while I squatted and took a MONSTROUS shit into their pool. I had eaten Taco Bell ALL DAY LONG and that was, without a doubt, one of the finest dookies I have ever unleashed.
Two days later, in one of the warmest months of the year in South Carolina, we drove by and they had their garden hose stretched out to the street, draining the pool. VICTORY.
I have a photo of that garden hose somewhere. I should frame the bastard.
No apologies for length...I'd eaten quite a bit that day. :)
Sic Semper Tyrannis!
( , Thu 5 May 2005, 15:27, Reply)
I broke up with this bird I was seeing. She was a twat anyway. So, she had this pool in her backyard and the reason I broke up with her was because every time I would get off campus (military college) and stop by, there were TONS of guys hanging around the pool and I was convinced she was screwing around.
One night, drunken and out of uniform (I was wearing black running lycras, a black long sleeved t-shirt with "Smoke Me" written on it in bright yellow and white running shoes: brilliant look) a mate and I slipped over the stockade fence surrounding her property and he held my arms to keep me from falling backwards, while I squatted and took a MONSTROUS shit into their pool. I had eaten Taco Bell ALL DAY LONG and that was, without a doubt, one of the finest dookies I have ever unleashed.
Two days later, in one of the warmest months of the year in South Carolina, we drove by and they had their garden hose stretched out to the street, draining the pool. VICTORY.
I have a photo of that garden hose somewhere. I should frame the bastard.
No apologies for length...I'd eaten quite a bit that day. :)
Sic Semper Tyrannis!
( , Thu 5 May 2005, 15:27, Reply)
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