Real-life slapstick
Fact: When someone walks into a lamp-post it makes a very satisfying and hugely hilarious "Ding!" noise. However, it is not quite so funny when the post is in the middle of town and you are the victim. Tell us about hilarious prat-falls.
Thanks to Bob Todd for the suggestion
( , Thu 21 Jan 2010, 12:07)
Fact: When someone walks into a lamp-post it makes a very satisfying and hugely hilarious "Ding!" noise. However, it is not quite so funny when the post is in the middle of town and you are the victim. Tell us about hilarious prat-falls.
Thanks to Bob Todd for the suggestion
( , Thu 21 Jan 2010, 12:07)
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Not sure if it's slapstick or not...
... damn, it was funny. This happened when I was about 10/11.
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Back when I used to live in a nice little village just outside of Chatham, a little village named Lordswood, I had a nice little selection of friends.
Anyway. One day my mum and stepdad went out for the day, luckily taking my sisters with them. This left me and my brother. My brother went to the garage to get some gaffa tape out to "repair" the little bottle holder in his bike, as he'd fell into a bush and knocked it off (he's 2 1/2 years older than me, but that irrelevant).
He left the tape on the floor in the porch while he rode off to check it'd stay on, and myself and friends found it.
Being kids, as we were, we took the tape and stuck whatever we could to things. Rocks to trees, bottles to cars, cd's to front doors, whatever. Eventually my mate, J, got a bit tired from running around all day (he was a tad... "larger"... than us at this point, most likely still is) and sat down by a tree. Myself and my other friend "R" carried running around, arsing about, as kids do.
Eventually J fell asleep. I'm sure you can see where this is going.
He was leaning against a tree that we'd taped a rock to. We still had most of the roll of tape left. Me and R looked at him, then the tape, then each other. We both knew what was going to happen.
Carefully, trying not to wake him, we placed a small section of the tape on his face. Nothing. Not so much as a flinch. So we though we'd tape a rock to his head. Again, nothing.
SO we took it further. We placed a length of tape to his face, and then took it in turns to run around the tree, taping J's head to it. Eventually, the tape ran out. So there we were. 3 boys, 1 taped to a tree.
J woke up, panicked because he couldnt see and was utterly confused as to why his head wouldnt move.
In short, watching someone pull a roll of gaffa tape from their face is delightfully amusing. Surprisingly, he was cool with it.
Length? About 15 feet of shiny, shiny tape.
( , Thu 21 Jan 2010, 20:31, Reply)
... damn, it was funny. This happened when I was about 10/11.
~~~~~~~~wavy lines, etc~~~~~~~~~~
Back when I used to live in a nice little village just outside of Chatham, a little village named Lordswood, I had a nice little selection of friends.
Anyway. One day my mum and stepdad went out for the day, luckily taking my sisters with them. This left me and my brother. My brother went to the garage to get some gaffa tape out to "repair" the little bottle holder in his bike, as he'd fell into a bush and knocked it off (he's 2 1/2 years older than me, but that irrelevant).
He left the tape on the floor in the porch while he rode off to check it'd stay on, and myself and friends found it.
Being kids, as we were, we took the tape and stuck whatever we could to things. Rocks to trees, bottles to cars, cd's to front doors, whatever. Eventually my mate, J, got a bit tired from running around all day (he was a tad... "larger"... than us at this point, most likely still is) and sat down by a tree. Myself and my other friend "R" carried running around, arsing about, as kids do.
Eventually J fell asleep. I'm sure you can see where this is going.
He was leaning against a tree that we'd taped a rock to. We still had most of the roll of tape left. Me and R looked at him, then the tape, then each other. We both knew what was going to happen.
Carefully, trying not to wake him, we placed a small section of the tape on his face. Nothing. Not so much as a flinch. So we though we'd tape a rock to his head. Again, nothing.
SO we took it further. We placed a length of tape to his face, and then took it in turns to run around the tree, taping J's head to it. Eventually, the tape ran out. So there we were. 3 boys, 1 taped to a tree.
J woke up, panicked because he couldnt see and was utterly confused as to why his head wouldnt move.
In short, watching someone pull a roll of gaffa tape from their face is delightfully amusing. Surprisingly, he was cool with it.
Length? About 15 feet of shiny, shiny tape.
( , Thu 21 Jan 2010, 20:31, Reply)
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