Nightclubs
While out in a club in Newcastle a group of lads were all drinking on the second level. One of the lads, called Joe, is the type of guy who would rather fall on his sword than turn down a bet.
Like so many clubs do – the second level was more like a balcony allowing groups of blokes to perv over the “talent” below. As the club was celebrating its birthday they had decided to theme the night into a 2nd birthday party type thing with bowls of sweets, party bags and a bouncy castle in the middle of the dancefloor.

The group of blokes quickly got onto discussing if it would be possible to jump of the balcony and onto the bouncy castle. One of the lads bet Joe £50 he couldn’t do it. Joe, not seeing sense that this was a stupid idea, took the bet smugly.
The problem was that the club had quickly realized that some twat would try this, so they had arranged a line of bouncers around the edge of the balcony to stop/hit any would be supermen. This would not stop Joe.

He walked to the edge of the balcony and got his eye in. He would need to jump at least 6 ft if he was going to make it – it was about 14 ft down – easy he thought. He went back to his group and picked up his chair. He walked to the more gullible looking bouncer and said “can you look after my chair while I go to the toilet” and set it down by the balcony edge. He paced 10 steps towards the toilets – turned on the spot – and ran as fast as he could towards the chair.

The bouncer had no time to react, by the time he realized what was happening Joe had launched himself off the chair and had thrown himself over the balcony. As soon as he was flying through the air Joe realized that he had mis-aimed and started hopelessly flapping his arms to try and change direction.

It didn’t work, he hit the side wall of the bouncy castle. As this was indoors, it was not tied down to any tent pegs. As he hit it the force caused the castle to violently flip onto the side. This caused the people on it to be thrown out. Most were just scattered on the floor, but, one girl, who must have been jumping at exactly the wrong time, went almost supersonic through the air. Perhaps most of Joes energy was transferred to her as she landed her bounce onto the castle. Joe claims this poor lass traveled about 18 feet before she hit some fellow dancers scattering drinks, handbags and shoes all over the club.

He claimed he had just enough time to say sorry to the crushed ravers before being thrown out into the streets and given the required level of beating by the biggest bouncers.

Still though – credit to him

Many, Many, Many apologies for the length.
( KISS.ME.WHERE.I.POO Signed the sex offenders register on, Wed 5 Mar 2008, 14:18, Reply)