Pickled Eggs
It was a saturday afternoon in a pub in the middle of the peak district, myself and 3 "crazy student' friends go for a pint.

After one drink and a Pickled egg I was skint. So my friends clubbed together and offered me £20 if I ate the rest of the Pickled eggs in the Jar. There where 19 more eggs.

We asked the barmaid to line them up on the bar in shot glasses (which she duly did) by this time we were attracting quite a crowd of locals who wanted to see what the 'crazy students' were getting up to.

So I began. Egg 1 fine, I like Pickled eggs, this was going to be a breeze. Egg 2 still good. By egg 4 the dry yolk texture was beggining to dry my mouth out, and the rubbery white was making me feel ill.

By egg 12 the crowd had subsided, people lost interest including my friends as this was taking some time!

Egg 19 finally came I quietly collected my money and went off to the toilet to be sick.

It turns out however that after 20 Pickled eggs it's quite hard to be sick. So I spent the rest of the evening feeling really rough and the £20 I had earnt for more drinks was useless.

Also I didn't poo for a week and when I did it was like two coke cans placed on top of each other. I had to get a stick from the garden to help it through the U bend.
( Wildyles is back to rimming chimps, Thu 1 Nov 2007, 14:46, 2 replies)

HAHAHAHAHA
Have a click for making me LOL on the last paragraph :D
( Dixipoos Bye Bye Blackbird, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 15:22, closed)

Ha
Ha - yep, me too. The last bit actually had my work mate looking at me quite strangly whilst nearly spitting my tea everywhere!
(dchurch bah, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 15:53, closed)