Mustard and loose change.
Rather un-remarkable, but thought I'd post it nonetheless.

At about 15 or 16, I was dared to eat a whole jar of english mustard for the reward of 10 Regal Kingsize. With one stipulaton, I accepted. I had to have something to put it on. A slice of bread was produced and I went forth and consumed the entire contents of the jar, sweating profusely around the face and sheding tears or pure napalm.

No, I didn't get the cigarettes.

A lad I went to school with, Elvis (for that's what he was called etc. etc.) went through a stage of agreeing to swallow coins. I still don;t know whether this was just for the kudos of doing it, or if he sifted through (*retch*) and retrieved them later. He wouldn't do 2p's or 50's and the £2'er wasn't around then.

I only had a couple of classes with him, but watched him swallow £3.41 myself, so he must have swallowed at least a tenner in the few weeks he did it. Apparently he stopped 'performing' after over-doing it and having a rather difficult and painful 74p shit.

I still remember him every time I see a bank coin bag and read the words "No mixed coin please" or walk past a 'coin-star' at Asda.
(Greencloud Wanted to go fishing on, Mon 5 Nov 2007, 12:10, 2 replies)

Hahahah
Brings a new meaning to the phrase "Going to spend a penny"
( chickenlady b3ta's very own Elizabeth Taylor, Mon 5 Nov 2007, 12:20, closed)

Hahaha
"a 74p shit" is making me do real lols =D
(Professor Kenny Martin Hmm? What?, Mon 5 Nov 2007, 16:36, closed)