Shit Stories: Part Number Two
As a regular service to our readers, we've been re-opening old questions.
Once again, we want to hear your stories of shit, poo and number twos. Go on - be filthier than last time.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 14:57)
As a regular service to our readers, we've been re-opening old questions.
Once again, we want to hear your stories of shit, poo and number twos. Go on - be filthier than last time.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2008, 14:57)
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Shit lip
Yet another tale from yet another mate of mine :D
While at school, a pal of mine who we shall call 'A' was part of a group of friends which contained the token gobshite of the playground. Not a social faux pas could be committed by anyone that would not get a very public dressing down and general ridiculing from this lad.
One day, 'A' had the misfortune of treading in a big smelly dog dirt. This was not noticed by him until he was part way through a maths lesson, and as the knee-buckling waft of the dog's egg passed through the classroom more and more people became aware of it and berated 'A' for having such a stench about his person.
Then the smell hit gobshite, and all hell broke loose, much braying hee-hawing laughter, pointing, and piss-taking was had until, eventually, 'A' had enough.
Taking his plastic 'shatter proof' school ruler, 'A' scraped a good lump of excrement from the side of his shoe, and, bending the shitapult back, flicked it in gobshite's direction.
It couldn't have been a better shot, the piece of poo landed RIGHT in his face, just next to his lip. I can only assume he was dismayed by this episode - by this point in the story 'A' was laughing to hard to tell me more - but he did later tell me that the (literal) gobshite was thereafter a much more humbled young man, and that he was labeled 'shit-lip' for the rest of his school days.
( , Mon 31 Mar 2008, 16:49, 2 replies)
Yet another tale from yet another mate of mine :D
While at school, a pal of mine who we shall call 'A' was part of a group of friends which contained the token gobshite of the playground. Not a social faux pas could be committed by anyone that would not get a very public dressing down and general ridiculing from this lad.
One day, 'A' had the misfortune of treading in a big smelly dog dirt. This was not noticed by him until he was part way through a maths lesson, and as the knee-buckling waft of the dog's egg passed through the classroom more and more people became aware of it and berated 'A' for having such a stench about his person.
Then the smell hit gobshite, and all hell broke loose, much braying hee-hawing laughter, pointing, and piss-taking was had until, eventually, 'A' had enough.
Taking his plastic 'shatter proof' school ruler, 'A' scraped a good lump of excrement from the side of his shoe, and, bending the shitapult back, flicked it in gobshite's direction.
It couldn't have been a better shot, the piece of poo landed RIGHT in his face, just next to his lip. I can only assume he was dismayed by this episode - by this point in the story 'A' was laughing to hard to tell me more - but he did later tell me that the (literal) gobshite was thereafter a much more humbled young man, and that he was labeled 'shit-lip' for the rest of his school days.
( , Mon 31 Mar 2008, 16:49, 2 replies)
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