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» What's the most horrific thing you've seen?

If only Xyphious had warned me...
...not to Google harlequin babies.

Truly terrible. Poor little fuckers.
(Sun 24th Jun 2007, 0:49, More)

» What's the most horrific thing you've seen?

Get the lad a hanky
I used to have a friend who was a complete pisshead. He would invest his Giro in alcohol and drink himself unconscious. Late one night on the way home from him drinking beer in a park and me watching him, we wandered to the town whereby Johnny, deciding he has the munchies, looks for something to eat.

Some kind post-pub nosher had bought a burger, eaten half of it and thrown the rest on the ground, meat side flat against the pavement. Johnny picked up this cold half-chewed nugget of filth and ate it. Nice.

We then went back to his mum's where he practically passed out on the sofa; vertical but barely moving until a kind of gurgly burp erupted from him and, in his unconscious state he vomited - not out of his mouth but his nose. This beery, burgery puke dribble out of his snout, down his shirt and he just sat there, unaware of what a repulsive and pathetic sight he was. And all at the taxpayer's expense.
(Sun 24th Jun 2007, 0:59, More)

» Insults

Old skool
At school, back in the day, we had a sponsored swim for the local spastics. The headmaster announced this proposal in assembly but, instead of saying 'Plunge for the spastics' he said we were going to have a sponsored 'Sponge for the plastics'. My mate Anne and I fell about and we forever referred to mouth-breathing types as sponges.

Also on the list for our spaccy brethren are flid, spacker, Joey (after the legend that is Joey Deacon en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joey_Deacon) and belmer.
(Thu 4th Oct 2007, 23:40, More)

» What's the most horrific thing you've seen?

Mine's a pint
One evening I was at South Parade Pier in Southsea, watching some Battle of the Bands competition. The place was heaving with punks, students and beerhounds, anxious to be at the event with its extended bar hours.

I glanced across at the people at the next table in time to see this young chap pick up an empty pint glass, vomit in in, put it back on the table and - before my eyes - his mate picked up the glass and drank the contents.
(Sun 24th Jun 2007, 0:32, More)