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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Space-hoppers are weapons now?
Back when I was a youngster (about 7 or 8), all the kids in my street would play together during the summer, mainly involving water fights, sticky-weed fights (anyone else remember that?), and of course, fist fights.
One day, there were 4 or 5 of us atop a hill in my neighbours garden. Only about 10 feet tall (the hill, not me), we couldn't get into too much trouble running up and down it, or so I thought.
As it was my turn to peg it down the hill, my older neighbour bowled a Space-hopper after me. Catching my heel, it was hurled into the air as I continued to run. Upon approaching the bottom of the hill, gravity did what it does best, and brought said Space-hopper crashing down into the back of my head.
I landed on my face, and my momentum ensured that there was a small trench of sorts, about a meter long, created by my face as it helped me grind to a halt.
Took a while to pick all the grass and dirt out of the cuts...
Apologies for length. First post, please be gentle!
( , Tue 26 Jan 2010, 20:14, Reply)
Back when I was a youngster (about 7 or 8), all the kids in my street would play together during the summer, mainly involving water fights, sticky-weed fights (anyone else remember that?), and of course, fist fights.
One day, there were 4 or 5 of us atop a hill in my neighbours garden. Only about 10 feet tall (the hill, not me), we couldn't get into too much trouble running up and down it, or so I thought.
As it was my turn to peg it down the hill, my older neighbour bowled a Space-hopper after me. Catching my heel, it was hurled into the air as I continued to run. Upon approaching the bottom of the hill, gravity did what it does best, and brought said Space-hopper crashing down into the back of my head.
I landed on my face, and my momentum ensured that there was a small trench of sorts, about a meter long, created by my face as it helped me grind to a halt.
Took a while to pick all the grass and dirt out of the cuts...
Apologies for length. First post, please be gentle!
( , Tue 26 Jan 2010, 20:14, Reply)
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