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when someone poured coke up a sleeping mans arsehole. When he didn't wake up, they put a lipbalm up there, using a pencil. He still didn't wake up.
He only realised in the morning when he went to relieve himself, and it 'passed out'. Horrific.
I have horrible, yet amusing, acquaintances.
ive covered my friends sleeping body in frozen veg
so they could do the whole mento/coke explosion thing. But out of his arse.
but in someone's mouth. And the weirdo told me to do it
at 5:30 in the morning and tied him to a flagpole and some giant water bottles.
We then went back to bed.
It wasn't my idea though.
would be soooo cool! :D
to my poor mother
..it sounds awful. ;(
he did say it wasn't too sore apart from when they seutured it at A&E. However, my bed sheets being white it looked like i'd slaughtered a pig on them
absolutely no pain, very little blood. odd.
Seriously, it was like The Shining in my bedroom
i find the lack of a restrained string has made me bigger.
i must be at least 2 inches now.
in the kitchen at home many years ago, but unfortunately for him the dish washer door behind him was open, he fell backwards and sat in the dishwasher. Sadly he sat on a small sharp knife, thus being stabbed in the arse.
On a positive note, the knife was clean.
for him he scored more of a double 6 than a bullseye
MrHills and I once broke into the 'Cock' of the school's email account and went on his MSN. This was quite brilliant and nasty for him.
I had a severe asthma attack at the time because I found it so funny.
This is a huge fat prick from my school who no-one dared say anything to.
Me and Dan were bored one night (we were about 15) and we decided to try getting into some chavs' MSNs. We got into the most popular one at school's. His secret question and answer was:
We guessed at 'curry' and got it first time.
Anyway, we arranged to meet loads of people in the pub that night and told numerous girls we fancied them etc. etc. zzz
So after about forty five minutes, one girl says "Who is this?"
"Its me. *person's name*!"
"No its not. I'm on the phone to him now. He says when he finds out who you are he's going to break your legs."
"AAAAAAAAAAAhahahahahha I win."
Anyway, we've sort of been rumbled. This girl's telling all his mates its not actually him. We're convincing them she's having a laugh but its not really standing.
Ten minutes later, we get added by a new account: the guy's made himself a new addy. He starts threatening us with death etc. and adds all his mates, who also start threatening us with death.
So we need a new plan. Its a long shot, but we decide to try getting into his new account. Might as well. What are the odds?
Anyway, imagine our (literally) ecstasy when we go on to his secret question: "Favourite food?"
"Thankyou. You may now change your password."
Sorry, this probably doesn't mean much to anyone else, but it was pretty much the best day of my life.
I imagine the odds are slim.
when everyone went apeshit on the last night, and it seemed really fun.
there was some toilet tipping. we checked they were empty by banging on the door. no answer, down one went, all assembled cheered. then the tiniest voice from inside said "oh, jesus christ". a man had passed out inside and been woken as the portaloo he was in hit the ground. he emerged covered in poo and 4 days of festival toilet yumminess, this look of sheer insanity in his eyes, and ran off into the night gibbering.
he may well have died of cholera for all we know.
Please, please: whatever Michael Eavis says - never even think about coming to Glastonbury.
Its really boring and full of hippies.
i was 16 and stupid.
i'm now 25.
and have no intention of going to glastonbury.
but his reaction of saying jesus christ is quite funny