Schadenfreude
There's nothing like administering first aid to cyclist who has just spanged into the back of a milk float when you have tears of laughter running down your face. The world is just one long episode of You've Been Framed - when have you laughed at the misfortune of others?
Suggested by althechristmasgeordie
( , Thu 17 Dec 2009, 12:05)
There's nothing like administering first aid to cyclist who has just spanged into the back of a milk float when you have tears of laughter running down your face. The world is just one long episode of You've Been Framed - when have you laughed at the misfortune of others?
Suggested by althechristmasgeordie
( , Thu 17 Dec 2009, 12:05)
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A familiar story
Many moons ago I was watching a friend playing football from a balcony down into an indoor football pitch. This was at one of those local Youth Club type of venues in the days when they were known as Boy's Clubs and there was a slight undercurrent of seedy goings on in the upstairs "smoking room". Back to the story, and my friend was playing football in this week's tournament. Of course, his team was losing, as was mine (quite incidentally and not at all a reflection to taint my awesomeness). He managed to get the ball, which was a surprise of Forrest Gump can't half leg it size proportions, and ran with it towards the goal.
Just like Forrest Gump he didn't stop at the goal.
Just like Forrest Gump he didn't stop at the pitch line.
He did stop at the wall, quite suddenly, and with a loud crack. I would have gone down to help him, but I was too busy pissing myself laughing. Turned out he had broken his arm, which wasn't in and of itself funny, but became progressively funnier every time he had to explain to someone how he had done it. He got his own back though. Every time someone laughed in his presence for being such a tit he clonked them over the head with the cast.
It had to be reset three times.
( , Tue 22 Dec 2009, 17:35, Reply)
Many moons ago I was watching a friend playing football from a balcony down into an indoor football pitch. This was at one of those local Youth Club type of venues in the days when they were known as Boy's Clubs and there was a slight undercurrent of seedy goings on in the upstairs "smoking room". Back to the story, and my friend was playing football in this week's tournament. Of course, his team was losing, as was mine (quite incidentally and not at all a reflection to taint my awesomeness). He managed to get the ball, which was a surprise of Forrest Gump can't half leg it size proportions, and ran with it towards the goal.
Just like Forrest Gump he didn't stop at the goal.
Just like Forrest Gump he didn't stop at the pitch line.
He did stop at the wall, quite suddenly, and with a loud crack. I would have gone down to help him, but I was too busy pissing myself laughing. Turned out he had broken his arm, which wasn't in and of itself funny, but became progressively funnier every time he had to explain to someone how he had done it. He got his own back though. Every time someone laughed in his presence for being such a tit he clonked them over the head with the cast.
It had to be reset three times.
( , Tue 22 Dec 2009, 17:35, Reply)
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