A few years ago we (Me, mum, Dad, brother) went on a family holiday to Italy. We went by plane so we had to hire a car over there. Dad paid for everything already but when we got there they said we still had to pay for this, this and this (I’m not sure what they were talking about, whatever you have to pay for when you hire a car).
They told us that we couldn’t have the car unless we spent our money on what they were saying to do. In the end, we were scammed. Big time. 🙁
Fast forward to the end of the holiday. I got heatstroke on our last day and was throwing up and all. I ended up being in hospital for three hours on a drip. Eventually, I was released and we were making our way back to the airport. And then, ten minutes, I repeat, ten minutes before we had to hand the car back over, I threw up again. In the car, all over the floor in the back. I wasn’t much sick but it stunk.
So what did we end up doing? We handed that car back in, puke stench and all. 🙂
I go camping and hiking a lot in the UK and one of the unwritten rules is be nice and considerate.
So last night after a hike, then pub, then BBQ, I went to the toilet block for obvious reasons, normally people will hold the door for you because it’s polite and nice
Two boys however thought it would be funny to shut the door in my face, now I don’t know them or their parents so I couldn’t do anything like call them little shits or smack them upside the head.
All of us went to do our business at the urinal, I finished first and noticed that I had a very large violent Guinness fart ready to go. Normally I would let this go outside but no I’m a Bastard and let it go, unfortunately for the boys they were only tall enough to reach my waist and got the full force of the vileness.
The fart was so loud someone in a cubicle laughed. Then the smell hit the kids, they gagged, they couldn’t escape, it’s a pretty enclosed space and it was intense. When I left the shower block I heard the sounds of someone throwing up.
Remember politeness costs nothing and so does a fart
Freshman year of college I became friends with one of the girls on my floor named “Jenna”. We became decent friends after we and some other people on our floor would hang out every weekend or so. Jenna and her roommate (a nice nerdy girl) lived in a double that shared a bathroom with another double.
It was set up in a way that you could walk freely between the two rooms via the bathroom (both bathroom doors had locks on both sides for privacy when you needed to use it).
Well Jenna’s “suitemates” were these two attractive party-type girls who gave no fucks and never cleaned, as in overfilling the trash can with used tampons and the like.
I’ll refer to both of them as DosFucks. Jenna would occasionally complain in passing about them being inconsiderate and dirty throughout the fall semester.
One day during the spring semester I overheard from our mutual friend that while Jenna and her roommate weren’t in their room, DosFucks came in and stole her full length mirror. She was upset and cried at one point. I was livid.
I remember reading someone’s comment on some messageboard about a prank where you would fill up a manila folder full of shaving cream, slide the open end under a door, then stomp on it. The force of the stomp would spray it everywhere on the other side of the door. Bingo.
I strolled my ass to the pharmacy and office supply store to pick those up, returned, and waited until it was late on a weeknight. I sporadically walked by DosFucks’ room to make sure I didn’t hear any sounds, likely to be asleep.
When it was time, I loaded it up as much as possible, slid my thing in, and shot my load. Holy shit it was loud! Makes sense when you’re stomping on tiled floor. I quickly grabbed the envelope and ran to my room then went to bed.
I told Jenna what I did the next time I saw her and we had a good laugh. She told me several days later that DosFucks asked her if she knew who did it and that it was annoying af to clean. She basically shrugged her shoulders. I proceeded to do it several more times before the semester ended.
Don’t steal shit.
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