biking
The scene: A carefree summers day in a sleepy village somewhere. The birds are singing, children play, the smell of fresh cut grass hangs heavy in the air. Im daydreaming as I am cycling along on my trusty mountain bike thinking of the girl at school with the big norks. My jeans got caught in the pedal chain (as they invariably did since I removed the chain guard in a fit of 'whats this left over bit' style maintenance). so there I am, lazily coasting along my street, trying to wiggle my jeans free of the chain with the aid of some back pedal action....

WHAM. Straight into the back of a parked car (renault 5 if you must know), with a family inside fresh from delivering leaflets to our street. Imagine hearing this almighty whack while sat in your car, then turning to face the sound to find a young shamen plastered face first, arms wide slapstick style to your back window. They seemed very concerned, but in my head all I could hear was the oldschool type TV gameshow fail sound effect "wah wah waaaaaaaaaaah" on repeat.
(shamen Geekius Maximus, Sat 23 Jan 2010, 2:17, 1 reply)

Whaaaa wahhhhaaa wa waaaa
Kerplunk

You utter spazz.
(Speshal, Sat 23 Jan 2010, 3:22, closed)