its a bit nutty basil
A delicious anecdote that does the rounds in the area I currently live in.

A mad old drunk, really mad as in bag of tripping squirrels mad, used to regularly takes dares in order to get pints in the (now demolished) local.

The favourites were things like doing silly dances, and 100 gambols per pint. He was basically exploited. But good fun none the less.

The challenge which is regailed is this one:

Go and find a dog egg in the street bring it back here, eat it, and you shall be provided with drinks for the rest of the day. He will never do it everyone thought.

They thought wrong. they expected him to come back with a tiny delicate dried up offering. No. He came back with a 4 incher, steaming and only just solid.

It was promptly consumed, a pause, some stones and gravel was spat onto the table, (after all who could possibly eat gravel!) and the bet was won.

This is actually true. The chap is still around, and still completely hatstand.
(SPLUFFMYPANTS, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 16:52, 1 reply)

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my imagination is too good.... i just borked loudly... everyone close by in office is looking, tab + alt back to graphs n shit on excel...:S that was close.
(Dan dan dan They tik urh jerbs!!!, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 17:01, closed)