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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some of the old lags probably remember this from the good old days
Pre-season softball meets can be a real drag. A load of competitive dads
and uninterested mums get together in the clubhouse to 'plan' the season.
The fathers talk about training regimes and fixture lists, whilst the women
use the get-together to gossip and natter over equally inane issues.
The only saving grace at these interminably dull events is Bella, the club
secretary. She's a knockout...with two wonderfully large softballs - if you
know what I mean!
Last season I found myself sat with Reggie, an old mate with whom I can
share stories dating back to high-school. Reg, like me is now 'happily'
married and both our good wives were also chatting with each other at the
back of the bar. Reg and I spied Bella collecting glasses from the next
table, she was, as usual, wearing a particularly low-cut top, with a couple
of buttons more than necessary undone.
'I'll never tire of looking at those tits', said Reggie, or at least he thought
he'd said. But by some awful piece of unintended comic timing, Reggie's
comment came at a moment of near perfect silence in the room.
Everybody heard.
The whole room stared at us, and our wives reddened deeply with
embarrassment.
Reggie took stock of the situation. How was he going to get out of this
one?
'For fucks sake Rob!' He yelled, pointing at me, 'You're married with a
kid...she's half your age mate.'
And with that he slowly got up from the table, leaving everybody staring at
me with the horrible hatred and pity reserved for middle-aged perverts. I
caught Bella's eye for a second, she slowly and purposefully did the
buttons up on her blouse and flounced out the room.
I don't think I've ever squared that one with the missus, nor with the
softball club for that matter. Still, a mate's a mate, eh?
( , Thu 26 Sep 2013, 14:48, 6 replies)
Pre-season softball meets can be a real drag. A load of competitive dads
and uninterested mums get together in the clubhouse to 'plan' the season.
The fathers talk about training regimes and fixture lists, whilst the women
use the get-together to gossip and natter over equally inane issues.
The only saving grace at these interminably dull events is Bella, the club
secretary. She's a knockout...with two wonderfully large softballs - if you
know what I mean!
Last season I found myself sat with Reggie, an old mate with whom I can
share stories dating back to high-school. Reg, like me is now 'happily'
married and both our good wives were also chatting with each other at the
back of the bar. Reg and I spied Bella collecting glasses from the next
table, she was, as usual, wearing a particularly low-cut top, with a couple
of buttons more than necessary undone.
'I'll never tire of looking at those tits', said Reggie, or at least he thought
he'd said. But by some awful piece of unintended comic timing, Reggie's
comment came at a moment of near perfect silence in the room.
Everybody heard.
The whole room stared at us, and our wives reddened deeply with
embarrassment.
Reggie took stock of the situation. How was he going to get out of this
one?
'For fucks sake Rob!' He yelled, pointing at me, 'You're married with a
kid...she's half your age mate.'
And with that he slowly got up from the table, leaving everybody staring at
me with the horrible hatred and pity reserved for middle-aged perverts. I
caught Bella's eye for a second, she slowly and purposefully did the
buttons up on her blouse and flounced out the room.
I don't think I've ever squared that one with the missus, nor with the
softball club for that matter. Still, a mate's a mate, eh?
( , Thu 26 Sep 2013, 14:48, 6 replies)
I'm glad that you liked my tale from last week so much.
Here on this site we click the link that says "I Like This" when we enjoy a post. Rather than just reposting it ad-nauseum.
That just makes you look at best like an idiot. At worst like a snide prick who hasn't yet worked out what 'sarcasm' and 'irony' mean.
( , Thu 26 Sep 2013, 23:39, closed)
Here on this site we click the link that says "I Like This" when we enjoy a post. Rather than just reposting it ad-nauseum.
That just makes you look at best like an idiot. At worst like a snide prick who hasn't yet worked out what 'sarcasm' and 'irony' mean.
( , Thu 26 Sep 2013, 23:39, closed)
good job i have you on ignore so you can't see this then, you lonely fat prick
( , Thu 26 Sep 2013, 23:43, closed)
( , Thu 26 Sep 2013, 23:43, closed)
6 weeks in, 30 odd individual QOTW answers, over TEN TIMES that in QOTW replies...
... And you're telling people they're doing it wrong.
You might need sone fresh air.
( , Fri 27 Sep 2013, 8:03, closed)
... And you're telling people they're doing it wrong.
You might need sone fresh air.
( , Fri 27 Sep 2013, 8:03, closed)
Move along, move along...
this isn't the QOTW you're looking for.
( , Fri 27 Sep 2013, 1:44, closed)
this isn't the QOTW you're looking for.
( , Fri 27 Sep 2013, 1:44, closed)
wasn't funny the first time
repeating this ad infinitum still isn't funny
( , Fri 27 Sep 2013, 11:42, closed)
repeating this ad infinitum still isn't funny
( , Fri 27 Sep 2013, 11:42, closed)
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