I deserved it
When we were teenagers (14/15) my friends and I found a derelict house on a fairly nice street (basketball landed in back yard and noticed nobody home/back windows all broken).

It became the subject of a series of dares as to who would go the furthest into the darkness....resulting in us all ending up in the loft one day where we found candles and some old armchairs.

This became a den, and we would all creep up and basically arse about and chat.

One day me and a mate were late out so missed the bunch all climbing in, for some reason that still escapes me I imagined a hilarious jape.

I walked up to the front door - brayed several times on the massive knocker, opened the letterbox and shouted "I know you're in here and I'm going to fucking kill you!"

Hilarity ensued for the 2 of us outside, "They'll be shitting it" we chuckled, and walked to the rear to share the laughs.

They didn't emerge until 30 minutes or so later - in a huddle, shaking and white faced. We had gotten bored waiting so the laughs had dried up mostly and so they started to explain the banging and shouting...still looking left and right expecting to find owner of voice and his fury.

"oh that was just us"

I got a massive kick in the bollocks off one of the girls
(Monkeystrumpet monkey. Monkey, MONKEY!!!, Thu 25 Jul 2013, 12:28, 3 replies)

Excellent work!

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 25 Jul 2013, 12:43, closed)

Some people can only dream of getting kicked in the bollocks by one of the girls

(the other guy not the one that gave you coochie warts, Thu 25 Jul 2013, 12:55, closed)

she was the pretty one as well
never washed them since
(Monkeystrumpet monkey. Monkey, MONKEY!!!, Thu 25 Jul 2013, 13:49, closed)