Stupid Dares
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)
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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babies
A few years ago (I must have been about 12/13) I was at a house party and we were hyped up on Bacardi Breezers or whatever poor excuse for alcohol we liked to drink back in those days, and we started daring each other to do prank phone calls. One girl, R, was the best at them. She was a natural at manipulation and making people on the other end of the line believe the shit she was pouring down it.
Anyway. R phoned up a random number and pretended to be in labour. "OHMIGOD IT HURTS" etc. She hangs up, we laugh, the end. But no. A few days later, R phones me up crying that there were police outside the house. She was seriously bricking it (we were only 12 remember). Later on the rozzers came to my house to tell me that a dead newborn child had been found and they were looking for the mother, who was presumed to be young, at risk of death due to some complications and very scared.
The poor victim of our prank phone call had only phoned the police and told them of the sobbing girl who called her after reading about said dead baby in the local paper.
After 2 days of questioning we were let off with a very severe warning for wasting poliece time and hindering an investigation and beatings from our parents (we deserved worse).
( , Mon 5 Nov 2007, 14:21, Reply)
A few years ago (I must have been about 12/13) I was at a house party and we were hyped up on Bacardi Breezers or whatever poor excuse for alcohol we liked to drink back in those days, and we started daring each other to do prank phone calls. One girl, R, was the best at them. She was a natural at manipulation and making people on the other end of the line believe the shit she was pouring down it.
Anyway. R phoned up a random number and pretended to be in labour. "OHMIGOD IT HURTS" etc. She hangs up, we laugh, the end. But no. A few days later, R phones me up crying that there were police outside the house. She was seriously bricking it (we were only 12 remember). Later on the rozzers came to my house to tell me that a dead newborn child had been found and they were looking for the mother, who was presumed to be young, at risk of death due to some complications and very scared.
The poor victim of our prank phone call had only phoned the police and told them of the sobbing girl who called her after reading about said dead baby in the local paper.
After 2 days of questioning we were let off with a very severe warning for wasting poliece time and hindering an investigation and beatings from our parents (we deserved worse).
( , Mon 5 Nov 2007, 14:21, Reply)
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