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I once dared my mate to eat one of those blue cakes out of a urinal. He won his 50p, and got his stomach pumped into the bargain.

Stupid dares, eh?

(, Thu 1 Nov 2007, 11:22)
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How I went off her
She had gone back to England. We'd had a row about something, I forget forgetting, and I'd woken up doubled up in the double bed, naked and ashamed and retching and alone. All she left was an absence of shadows and an uneasy feeling which bred in the darkness behind my eyes.

I was in a mess, but I wasn't worried. I'd always known I'd fail. Time bored on.

A girl I knew told me she was in love with me. I laughed, and she told me again. I thought of how ugly I was, and how my brain was a globe of cold weather which made me shiver to think, and tried to explain. She
told me she loved me again. Turns out, I'd less shame than I thought I had.

Reader, I fucked her.

Kev laughed at her, but only softly and only behind her back. At first. She'd shiver before she swallowed the gin, but snarl afterwards. At him. I was devoted to Kev and not at all to her, and, looking back, I doubt I bothered to hide it.

We were on these drugs. S***** had gone to the chemist, claiming he couldn't sleep. It was a holiday, so I had spent uncountable hours with that feeling that my back was being sucked into the wall I was propped against. My kidneys felt furry. I could feel them fuse together in the small of my back; they were as bloated as me. Kev was passed out on the floor. Elgar was on the cassette deck, and outside, the stinking sun lounged on the terrace, smirking and scuffing itself on the dirt before it came in.

Gotta go piss, said S****** and stumbled on Kev. Kev did not stir. The dares escalated

You can guess the rest. As I heard the sounds, I got up and went to the window. The sun was still outside, but it's smile had faded, as if it were horrified by her. I put my hand on the French Door. Sweat from me made a perfect imprint of my hand. I watched it fade to a stain, and I wondered how long the stain would last for.
(, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 13:17, 5 replies)
um
er, um, eh....what?!
(, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 13:42, closed)
I do not understand
but I like the username. You don't see enough of Edward Fox on the telly these days.
(, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 14:11, closed)
utter tosh
your meant to have talked about dares, when infact you talked crap for 370 words...
(, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 14:31, closed)
tart
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(, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 14:42, closed)
Ehhh...
Ha, I get it......Um no, I don't. WTF.
(, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 15:43, closed)

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