Craziest thing you have EVER done ???
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I got sooo high at lunchtime, then went to a chicken shop. Got a friend to order for me while I went to the back and sat down to relax. Few minutes later my vision turned green and I ran to the back and puked all over the frozen chicken.
Swiftly walked out and they never found out who did it
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Swiftly walked out and they never found out who did it
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I got sooo high at lunchtime, then went to a chicken shop. Got a friend to order for me while I went to the back and sat down to relax. Few minutes later my vision turned green and I ran to the back and puked all over the frozen chicken.
Swiftly walked out and they never found out who did it
This never happened.
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I did once have a dare with someone to eat 12 very very hot chillies as quickly as possible. I did feel like I was going to die, and I had the worse hiccups ever - but I won, who da man.
Oh yea, that reminds me.
I once got dragged along a busy roundabout by an auto-rickshaw. I leaned too much outside and fell down but kept hanging on, lol. Was about 7
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Snap, although it was a Archery Bow rather than a crossbow for me, I was lucky for two reasons, I was quite quite a distance away, and the tip hit the inside of my nose so not too far from my eye.
Also been shot at close range in the head by a .22 air rifle using diamond tipped pellets, two of my friends got into an argument outside our house in the yard, one of them aimed the riffle at the others head and took the shot as I was standing just behind my friend being shot at to the left slightly, again lucky escape as the pellet embedded into my upper forehead rather than taking my eye out, I managed to get the pellet out and we all went down the pub for a drink and a make up lol.
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This is really bad - please don't judge me...
We were really dunk at a friends 30th brithday a couple of years ago. We all piled back to his house with his family. It was very early in the morning and my mate had gone to bed and there were just a few friends left. Anyway, my mates Nan had passed out in her chair after having one Sherry too many.
One of my other mates thought it was funny if one of us "teabagged" her. It took a while, but I'd managed to postition myself just above her mouth (her head was tilted back) and started to go "way-hay!", "whoo-hoo!" as I was squatting up and down, in a "couplied down having a poo outside" sort of pose, teabagging my mates Gran.
You can imagine, the friends and I were absoutely wetting ourselves as this was the funniest thing ever, albeit a little extreme. As I looked up I was met with the flash of a cameraphone, which made me panic. I totally lost my footing and fell backwards off the back of Granny chair as she started to stir!!!
I woke up in hospital several hours later, having had 15 stitches in a head wound. I'd been knocked out after hitting the sideboard behind Grannys chair...the friend whos birthday it was was there and really concerned about my wellbeing. 2 of my other friends were just sat there trying not to laugh like little girls. When my friend asked me what had happened, I said I couldnt remember. I felt so terrible/guilty/ashamed.
Thing is, I'm not 18 years old, I'm 34 and I'm a Consultant. Everyday I cringe because I know there is a photo out there of me Teabagging my mates Gran, and suprise suprise, nobody ever owned up to taking it and its never been offered upto me. Its just not talked about
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
Not me but a close family members party trick was quite crazy. If for instance him and a few mates were going to on a night out and hire a bus, he would climb out of one sunroof thing, walk/crawl along the top until he reached the other and climb back in the other side. Whilst on the motorway.
This is really bad - please don't judge me...
We were really dunk at a friends 30th brithday a couple of years ago. We all piled back to his house with his family. It was very early in the morning and my mate had gone to bed and there were just a few friends left. Anyway, my mates Nan had passed out in her chair after having one Sherry too many.
One of my other mates thought it was funny if one of us "teabagged" her. It took a while, but I'd managed to postition myself just above her mouth (her head was tilted back) and started to go "way-hay!", "whoo-hoo!" as I was squatting up and down, in a "couplied down having a poo outside" sort of pose, teabagging my mates Gran.
You can imagine, the friends and I were absoutely wetting ourselves as this was the funniest thing ever, albeit a little extreme. As I looked up I was met with the flash of a cameraphone, which made me panic. I totally lost my footing and fell backwards off the back of Granny chair as she started to stir!!!
I woke up in hospital several hours later, having had 15 stitches in a head wound. I'd been knocked out after hitting the sideboard behind Grannys chair...the friend whos birthday it was was there and really concerned about my wellbeing. 2 of my other friends were just sat there trying not to laugh like little girls. When my friend asked me what had happened, I said I couldnt remember. I felt so terrible/guilty/ashamed.
Thing is, I'm not 18 years old, I'm 34 and I'm a Consultant. Everyday I cringe because I know there is a photo out there of me Teabagging my mates Gran, and suprise suprise, nobody ever owned up to taking it and its never been offered upto me. Its just not talked about
4 posts in and you've already posted more win than most do in 10000 posts.
Legend.
EDIT: Actually, i've just realised that isn't saying much, when you're up against posts like this..
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This one time I was walking up the stairs and thought there was one extra step. There wasn't.
I dropped my crisp sandwiches all over the floor. That was a sad day.
I dropped my crisp sandwiches all over the floor. That was a sad day.
I did that, but it was 4am, i was wasted, just walked about 3 miles home and was starving.
Pizza's landing upside down of skanky carpets =
One of my random football stories:
Went to Stade de France in Paris for England's friendly over there last year. Went for a walkabout in the stadium after the game and just basically we were trying doors to find ones that were open and blagging it past security just by being confident. We managed to get onto the mezzanine walkway suspended from the ceiling of the stadium and inside the roof... and then found a ladder inside the roof that led to the top. We ended up stood on top of the roof of the Stade de France. It was scary as hell!
We set off an alarm in the roof on the way back down and we were apprehended by security. Eventually, despite threatening to call the police, they let us go as we explained that it wouldn't look very good to the media that they'd just allowed three England fans to wander around the stadium and get on the roof...
There are other stories that I'll save for another time, like the time I slept over at a murderer's house in Derby, who I'd met about 2 hours earlier and had taken me around town with his 'crew' settling scores with various other groups. I was drunk and had missed my last train home... what else was I to do?
Went to Stade de France in Paris for England's friendly over there last year. Went for a walkabout in the stadium after the game and just basically we were trying doors to find ones that were open and blagging it past security just by being confident. We managed to get onto the mezzanine walkway suspended from the ceiling of the stadium and inside the roof... and then found a ladder inside the roof that led to the top. We ended up stood on top of the roof of the Stade de France. It was scary as hell!
We set off an alarm in the roof on the way back down and we were apprehended by security. Eventually, despite threatening to call the police, they let us go as we explained that it wouldn't look very good to the media that they'd just allowed three England fans to wander around the stadium and get on the roof...
There are other stories that I'll save for another time, like the time I slept over at a murderer's house in Derby, who I'd met about 2 hours earlier and had taken me around town with his 'crew' settling scores with various other groups. I was drunk and had missed my last train home... what else was I to do?