Well, that taught 'emSammi 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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Not my proudest moment...My big brother (3 years older than me) used to do various things like pin me down and fart on my head, get me into boxing matches (fights in the front room) with his mates, use me as a goal post etc.
By the time i was about nine I'd had quite enough of this, so I decided to set him a trap.
He was in the bath, so I got a sewing needle and pushed it upside down into the carpet outside the bath. I had to estimate where his foot might land and didn't really give much thought to the fact that I might not be right.
Anyway, I went off to watch tv or something. About 30 minutes later the house is filled with the most bloodcurdling screams.
Turns out I'm a natural at spotting trajectories etc. He'd stepped straight onto the needle and it had gone a good half inch into his foot. I'd never seen him cry before.
The memory of him writhing in agony whilst my mum tried to pull it out with a pair of pliers will stay with me to my grave.
to this day he still doesn't know it was me. To be fair, after his foot had healed he was still a big c*nt and my treatment got worse until I was finally big enough to knock him down (which took another 7 years).
We get on alright now though (20 odd years later), but I still have no desire to tell him what I did to get my own back on him!
(, Tue 1 May 2007, 0:55, Reply)
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