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» Misunderstood
I managed to break some cutlery once
and had to go and get bits replaced. Only problem was, when I asked for new fork handles...
he seemed to think I was living in the stone age, and got me four candles.
Twunt.
RIP Ronnie B!
(Fri 7th Oct 2005, 10:50, More)
I managed to break some cutlery once
and had to go and get bits replaced. Only problem was, when I asked for new fork handles...
he seemed to think I was living in the stone age, and got me four candles.
Twunt.
RIP Ronnie B!
(Fri 7th Oct 2005, 10:50, More)
» That's when I knew it was over...
I knew it was over when b3ta broke
and I had to do some work :D
(Wed 27th Jul 2005, 1:01, More)
I knew it was over when b3ta broke
and I had to do some work :D
(Wed 27th Jul 2005, 1:01, More)
» Injured Siblings
On the school bus with my bro...
He being 3 years younger than me at the time (I was either 15 or 16, I don't remember) and he was always daring me to do stuff. This one day I had managed to get some masking tape from Graphics (as you do) and he reckoned I wouldn't dare tape his head with it.
It was 2 miles later when he finally disentangled the tape from around his head, and hands, and the pole on the bus, and walked home, that he tried to beat me up.
He failed.
Apologies for nothing.
(Mon 22nd Aug 2005, 23:18, More)
On the school bus with my bro...
He being 3 years younger than me at the time (I was either 15 or 16, I don't remember) and he was always daring me to do stuff. This one day I had managed to get some masking tape from Graphics (as you do) and he reckoned I wouldn't dare tape his head with it.
It was 2 miles later when he finally disentangled the tape from around his head, and hands, and the pole on the bus, and walked home, that he tried to beat me up.
He failed.
Apologies for nothing.
(Mon 22nd Aug 2005, 23:18, More)
» Your Revenge Stories
Not me, but my mum
She was bullied quite a bit at secondary school by a gang of girls, I'm sure names have been mentioned but I don't remember them. They were nasty, these women. My mum used to have long, brown, perfectly straight hair that used to go down to her waist, I kid you not. One of "those women" (as my mum likes to refer to them) once put chewing gum in her hair. She had to cut it of course, I think it shrunk in length by about 18 inches because of that.
The comeback?
My mum isn't a violent person by nature, in fact this might be the only time she's been overtly very nasty towards anyone. It took a while for this to happen after the chewing gum/hair interaction incident, it was one of those spur of the moment things that had to happen when it did.
My mum was getting on the bus one day to go home from school. The day before, it had been snowing heavily, so there was quite a lot of fresh snow laying on the ground. and for this reason she had brought her boots to school in a bag, with the intention of changing into them on the bus so that she could make the walk from the bus stop to home without having to dry her socks when she got home. Bear in mind these were big boots, the sort that were in fashion in the 60's/70's with the fluff inside, and a really heavy rubber sole.
Anyway, as she was getting on the bus, one of "those girls" got in the queue behind her, and proceeded to pull my mum's hair, maybe to show off to her mates or something, I don't know. Well, something snapped inside of my mum, and she proceeded to swing her fist around.
With the bag in her hand.
With her boots in the bag.
Straight around the head, knocked the girl clean out. She then got on the bus to cheers from everyone else (they didn't like her either) and the driver shrugged, smiled and took her fare. I think the girls (who'd stopped to make sure their unconscious mate was okay) actually shook their fists at the bus in a "you pesky kids" type defiant gesture. Strangely enough, they never bothered her again.
Wierd, that.
(Fri 14th May 2004, 12:22, More)
Not me, but my mum
She was bullied quite a bit at secondary school by a gang of girls, I'm sure names have been mentioned but I don't remember them. They were nasty, these women. My mum used to have long, brown, perfectly straight hair that used to go down to her waist, I kid you not. One of "those women" (as my mum likes to refer to them) once put chewing gum in her hair. She had to cut it of course, I think it shrunk in length by about 18 inches because of that.
The comeback?
My mum isn't a violent person by nature, in fact this might be the only time she's been overtly very nasty towards anyone. It took a while for this to happen after the chewing gum/hair interaction incident, it was one of those spur of the moment things that had to happen when it did.
My mum was getting on the bus one day to go home from school. The day before, it had been snowing heavily, so there was quite a lot of fresh snow laying on the ground. and for this reason she had brought her boots to school in a bag, with the intention of changing into them on the bus so that she could make the walk from the bus stop to home without having to dry her socks when she got home. Bear in mind these were big boots, the sort that were in fashion in the 60's/70's with the fluff inside, and a really heavy rubber sole.
Anyway, as she was getting on the bus, one of "those girls" got in the queue behind her, and proceeded to pull my mum's hair, maybe to show off to her mates or something, I don't know. Well, something snapped inside of my mum, and she proceeded to swing her fist around.
With the bag in her hand.
With her boots in the bag.
Straight around the head, knocked the girl clean out. She then got on the bus to cheers from everyone else (they didn't like her either) and the driver shrugged, smiled and took her fare. I think the girls (who'd stopped to make sure their unconscious mate was okay) actually shook their fists at the bus in a "you pesky kids" type defiant gesture. Strangely enough, they never bothered her again.
Wierd, that.
(Fri 14th May 2004, 12:22, More)
» Never Meet Your Heroes
I met John Tickle
of Brainiac and BB fame once, in a Manchester nightclub.
I don't remember what I said to him (I was very pissed) but I remember him shouting "Fuck off" at me.
(Thu 25th May 2006, 18:44, More)
I met John Tickle
of Brainiac and BB fame once, in a Manchester nightclub.
I don't remember what I said to him (I was very pissed) but I remember him shouting "Fuck off" at me.
(Thu 25th May 2006, 18:44, More)