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Aspley Cherry Garrard was the youngest member of the Scott Polar Expedition when he and two others lost their tent to the winds of a night-time snowstorm. They spent hours in temperatures below -70°F stumbling about the ice floes hoping they'd bump into it as it was their only hope of survival.

OK, so that was bad, but we reckon you've had worse. We know how hard you lot are.

(, Thu 7 Sep 2006, 12:40)
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passenger seat piss up
I don't drive, so whenever I find myself as a passenger on long car journeys with friends I usually take the opportunity to have a few cans. It never seems like a bad idea at the time, but it always is.

I went on a three hour journey in a car with a couple of friends and decided to spend the whole journey supping as many tins as possible. Seven cans down the line and I felt like I was going to piss myself inside out, but couldn't stop as we were on the motorway with no services approaching.

It didn't help that the driver had noticed the obvious discomfort I was in and accelerated past every service station in fits of laughter. I considered using the empty cans but genuinely thought they wouldn't be enough. Eventually we got stuck in a line of traffic, and unable to hold it in any longer, dived out of the car, down an embankment, and finally let go.

Whilst pissing, I noticed the cars starting to slowly move again so had to leg it across a field parallel to the road, sideways with my back to the road, still pissing, in an attempt to keep within distance of the car I was travelling in. Eventually the torrent ceased, and I quickly buttoned up and legged it back up the bank. In the distance I could just about still make out the small red car I was travelling in, and put on a hellish sprint to catch it.

Which I eventually did, only to find it was the wrong car, and I'd actually overtaken the one I was supposed to be in a few hundred yards back.

I swore never to drink on long journeys again, but then did the same thing again a few months later when visiting friends with my girlfriend.

She insisted on listening to some wishy washy ambient music which featured the sound of running water throughout, in a deliberate attempt to make me piss myself. She also gleefully sped past any nearby services, until eventually she pulled up outside a large office complex and said "it's either here or you hold it in for the next hour".

I jumped out and found a small tree ( about four foot high ) and fired about three gallons of piss at it, in full view of the office windows. I was still going as a man in a security uniform came out of the building and ran towards me shouting. My girlfriend thought it would be hilarious at this point to drive away. We're not seeing each other anymore.
(, Fri 8 Sep 2006, 2:03, Reply)

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