Being told off as an adultWhen was the last time you were properly told off? You know: treated as an errant child rather than the sophisticated adult you are.
The sort of thing that dredges up an involuntary teenage mumble of "Sorry, Miss" whilst you stare at the ground.
Go on, tell us what childish thing you were up to when you got caught.
Oh, and can we have more than one-line answers this time? Cheers!
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chthonic, Thu 20 Sep 2007, 17:18)
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Crayons! Roadsigns! Eggs! Gestapo!I used to be a Student in Sheffield. I lived in a Student Village consisting of hundreds of individual houses. Inter-houseshagging was common, and friendships and jealousies were rife.
The house behind us got annoyed at our drug-ridden noise and antics, and our constant opposition to their shagging our housemate, Anna. So they egged our house. Then floured it. This was an attack on our manliness so Jim and I retaliated.
We began by breaking into a rail compound and stole whatever lights and signs we could. We meandered back up to the Village and got started. We broke in, and put signs and lights everywhere. Then we folded up a large metal Stop sign and jammed it through their letterbox. Then we got creative.
Jim was an artist, and had oil crayons. These are hard to remove from wood and plexiglass. So we drew a large selection of cocks all over their house. We stood back and admired our work, exchanging regal nods, satisfied with our work.
Then we felt hands on our collars, and a gruff voice saying "Evening lads, you've been caught." It was site security...
We squirmed from his grip and legged it, but we were well known by the authorities. Punishment was severe.
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disasterprone "Pyjamas caused the Holocaust", Mon 24 Sep 2007, 14:42,
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