Amazing displays of ignorance
Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic tells us: "My dad's friend told us there's no such thing as gravity - it's just the weight of air holding us down". Tell us of times you've been floored by abject stupidity. "Whenever I read the Daily Express" is not a valid answer.
( , Thu 18 Mar 2010, 16:48)
Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic tells us: "My dad's friend told us there's no such thing as gravity - it's just the weight of air holding us down". Tell us of times you've been floored by abject stupidity. "Whenever I read the Daily Express" is not a valid answer.
( , Thu 18 Mar 2010, 16:48)
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captain coffee break's post just reminded me
of another little trick we played on a friend.
or, rather, a friend's rather dumb 15-year-old younger sister.
feeling a little peckish one day, we decided to send chantelle to the chippy. we asked her to get 2 portions of chips, some curry and 2 sausages.
oh, and a carton of pickled foreskins.
she actually went and asked for them.
how the fuck can a 15-year-old not know what a foreskin is?
( , Tue 23 Mar 2010, 22:33, 1 reply)
of another little trick we played on a friend.
or, rather, a friend's rather dumb 15-year-old younger sister.
feeling a little peckish one day, we decided to send chantelle to the chippy. we asked her to get 2 portions of chips, some curry and 2 sausages.
oh, and a carton of pickled foreskins.
she actually went and asked for them.
how the fuck can a 15-year-old not know what a foreskin is?
( , Tue 23 Mar 2010, 22:33, 1 reply)
I remember my headmaster asking us what a foreskin was
when I was about 12. Naturally, I raised my hand, took the floor and proudly, in ringing tones, pronounced it to be "that bit of skin just above your nose."
Now, I was a bright child although genuinely ignorant in this respect. My explanations fell on deaf ears however and I spent a short while basking in the adulation of my classmates, followed by a longer while basking in a series of Friday night detentions.
( , Wed 24 Mar 2010, 6:00, closed)
when I was about 12. Naturally, I raised my hand, took the floor and proudly, in ringing tones, pronounced it to be "that bit of skin just above your nose."
Now, I was a bright child although genuinely ignorant in this respect. My explanations fell on deaf ears however and I spent a short while basking in the adulation of my classmates, followed by a longer while basking in a series of Friday night detentions.
( , Wed 24 Mar 2010, 6:00, closed)
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