Pure Fury
A friend's dad once stormed up to me and threatened to "punch your stupid face in" because I pointed a camera at him. I was 11. Have you ever done something innocent or made a harmless joke that ended in threats to your person? Tell us about it.
Thanks to Skullfunkerry for the suggestion
( , Thu 26 Sep 2013, 12:28)
A friend's dad once stormed up to me and threatened to "punch your stupid face in" because I pointed a camera at him. I was 11. Have you ever done something innocent or made a harmless joke that ended in threats to your person? Tell us about it.
Thanks to Skullfunkerry for the suggestion
( , Thu 26 Sep 2013, 12:28)
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alright, rob
I'm at our SoftBall club's season launch and coaches/managers
meeting as both a committee member and coach of my
daughter's team.
A fellow committee member - I'll call him Reginald sidles up to
me. I wouldn't say Reg is a mate per-se but we serve on a
couple of committees together (PCYC and SoftBall), we've
known each other since both our kids started school and we
always have a long natter/argument at the PCYC Grounds
Committee meetings (Fri. arvo shout at the pub after work).
He's one of those borderline aspy types who it seems frequently
opens his mouth before his brain properly engages and applies
a filter to what he's saying and how he's behaving in social
situations.
Some of his past exploits include - jokingly calling the PCYC
president a cunt during a funny situation at a meeting. When
queried by the secretary if he really wanted to say that he
affirmed it repeating that said bloke was a cunt and then
laughing uproariously. Duly noted in the minutes...
At one of our Grounds Committee meetings I saw a former
work-mate Ben, who happens to play prop for an A grade local
club. After a bit of to-&-fro I tell Ben to "Get fucked you
dumbshit" (a throwback to our days at work when we'd give
each other shit at knockoff). Reg jumps in very aggressively and
tells Ben "Yeah, FUCK OFF!!". I managed to intercede but not
before Ben gave Reg a need to iron his lapels and probably
check his undies.
So last night - I'm talking to Reg and he motions over to our
(fairly well endowed) club secretary. "I'll never get tired of look
at those tits." he says to me. In a voice easily loud enough for
her to hear. And Reg's missus whom she happens to be
speaking to at the time. And most of the rest of the hall.
I shake my head and Reg almost shouts "What? I'm a married
man mate."
"Not for very much longer." I mumble as I wander off to get
some more sushi and fresh lemon, lime and soda.
Length? I'd say she's a 33D and isn't afraid to open the buttons
on her committee shirt enough to show off a bit of cleavage.
( , Thu 26 Sep 2013, 13:36, Reply)
I'm at our SoftBall club's season launch and coaches/managers
meeting as both a committee member and coach of my
daughter's team.
A fellow committee member - I'll call him Reginald sidles up to
me. I wouldn't say Reg is a mate per-se but we serve on a
couple of committees together (PCYC and SoftBall), we've
known each other since both our kids started school and we
always have a long natter/argument at the PCYC Grounds
Committee meetings (Fri. arvo shout at the pub after work).
He's one of those borderline aspy types who it seems frequently
opens his mouth before his brain properly engages and applies
a filter to what he's saying and how he's behaving in social
situations.
Some of his past exploits include - jokingly calling the PCYC
president a cunt during a funny situation at a meeting. When
queried by the secretary if he really wanted to say that he
affirmed it repeating that said bloke was a cunt and then
laughing uproariously. Duly noted in the minutes...
At one of our Grounds Committee meetings I saw a former
work-mate Ben, who happens to play prop for an A grade local
club. After a bit of to-&-fro I tell Ben to "Get fucked you
dumbshit" (a throwback to our days at work when we'd give
each other shit at knockoff). Reg jumps in very aggressively and
tells Ben "Yeah, FUCK OFF!!". I managed to intercede but not
before Ben gave Reg a need to iron his lapels and probably
check his undies.
So last night - I'm talking to Reg and he motions over to our
(fairly well endowed) club secretary. "I'll never get tired of look
at those tits." he says to me. In a voice easily loud enough for
her to hear. And Reg's missus whom she happens to be
speaking to at the time. And most of the rest of the hall.
I shake my head and Reg almost shouts "What? I'm a married
man mate."
"Not for very much longer." I mumble as I wander off to get
some more sushi and fresh lemon, lime and soda.
Length? I'd say she's a 33D and isn't afraid to open the buttons
on her committee shirt enough to show off a bit of cleavage.
( , Thu 26 Sep 2013, 13:36, Reply)
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