Well, that taught 'em
Sammi Evil Nice writes "I shared with two students, and it was always the same; whenever it was near to paytime, my milk *and only this* would disappear.
One of them, John, was a lovely bloke but allergic to nuts. John makes tea. Soon after, John starts swelling up.
ME: Runs, administers epi-pen. "You're going into anaphalactic shock."
HIM: "How do you know?"
ME: "I put almond oil in my milk."
What have you done to teach somebody a lesson?
( , Thu 26 Apr 2007, 14:54)
Sammi Evil Nice writes "I shared with two students, and it was always the same; whenever it was near to paytime, my milk *and only this* would disappear.
One of them, John, was a lovely bloke but allergic to nuts. John makes tea. Soon after, John starts swelling up.
ME: Runs, administers epi-pen. "You're going into anaphalactic shock."
HIM: "How do you know?"
ME: "I put almond oil in my milk."
What have you done to teach somebody a lesson?
( , Thu 26 Apr 2007, 14:54)
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Satisying to say the least
In my 7th birthday party i took some mates of mine to Go Kids Go, a kind of big Wacky Warehouse.
We got there and did all the stuff little kids do. You know, hide and seek, tag etc.
After a while this other group of boys starts stopping us having our fun. Throwing balls at us, blocking corridors and hogging the main attraction, the Rocket.
This awsome machine proppelled a little boy all around the complex in a little yellow rocket.
Well they finally got off the thing and we finally had a chance to go on it. After we had gone round on it twice each, we left that particluar part and found our way blocked yet again by these assholes.
Well by that time we had had enough and a fight started out in this little corridor.
Cue my Dad coming along, looking at the carnage and the convosation continues thus:
DAD: Son, its time to go now
ME: Just a second Dad, we need to bea these guys up first.
DAD: Well dont take too long over it or we'll be late
Way to go Dad!
I apologise deeply for the length of this post, but i hope you like it.
( , Sun 29 Apr 2007, 18:38, Reply)
In my 7th birthday party i took some mates of mine to Go Kids Go, a kind of big Wacky Warehouse.
We got there and did all the stuff little kids do. You know, hide and seek, tag etc.
After a while this other group of boys starts stopping us having our fun. Throwing balls at us, blocking corridors and hogging the main attraction, the Rocket.
This awsome machine proppelled a little boy all around the complex in a little yellow rocket.
Well they finally got off the thing and we finally had a chance to go on it. After we had gone round on it twice each, we left that particluar part and found our way blocked yet again by these assholes.
Well by that time we had had enough and a fight started out in this little corridor.
Cue my Dad coming along, looking at the carnage and the convosation continues thus:
DAD: Son, its time to go now
ME: Just a second Dad, we need to bea these guys up first.
DAD: Well dont take too long over it or we'll be late
Way to go Dad!
I apologise deeply for the length of this post, but i hope you like it.
( , Sun 29 Apr 2007, 18:38, Reply)
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