Once, when I was a nihilistic 12-year-old...
I was walking through a housing estate near my school. I happened upon a discarded carrot (which must have been dropped by someone heading home from the local shops). Near to the carrot was a foul pool of doggy diahorrea.
In a fit of needless, wanton twuntcakery (which ran contrary to everything I had been taught vis-a-vis right and wrong) I picked up the carrot, dipped one end into the foetid puddle of excreta and shoved it through the letterbox of the nearest house, taking care not to get any of the shit on my hands.

That was 16 years ago, and I'm still racked with guilt. Many adults are neurotic because of traumatic things that happened *to* them while they were kids. My neuroses are self-inflicted!
(blotchydave, Sat 18 Feb 2012, 21:38, 2 replies)

Very perceptive of you!
Gets a click ;)
( blaireau69 , the Cumbrian Travis Bickle., Sat 18 Feb 2012, 21:41, closed)

I just exploded trying to work out whether all, part, or none of this is euphemism :(

( drimble he'd been white, he'd been black, Sat 18 Feb 2012, 22:49, closed)