Re: SPANG! *thud*
One night after a feed or two of drink, we were wandering the empty city streets bored and in need of entertainment.

One of our group, a weedy, needy, eager-to-please eejit called Pat was bullied into donning a paper bag on his head with no eyeholes.

We then amused ourselves by kicking him up the arse and slapping him round the head until, getting pissed off with our antics, he made a run for it.

It probably would have been for the best if he'd removed the paper bag first. But, he didn't, ran around the pavement like a headless chicken before SPANG! into a lamp post. It was like in a cartoon as, with an arm and a leg outstretched on either side of the pole, he slid to the ground and lay quite still.

After several minutes of rolling about on the ground, crying with laughter, we went over to check on him. Apart from a lump the size of a hen's egg on his forehead and being forever the object of our derision, he was fine.
(Fanta Menace Is tall enough to see over the fence, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 10:35, Reply)