zarababe wrote:.. Yeh come on doll spill the beans
Woollyback wrote:I pulled this really fit girl I'd fancied for ages at uni. We ended up back at her place, had another couple of drinks in her room and "retired to bed". I was in Woolly heaven all night cos I'd been after this girl for a while, but imagine my shame when I woke up in the morning to discover I'd only gone and p1ssed the bed![]()
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Luckily there was an empty can of lager on the floor so I just shoved that under the duvet and went back to sleep, getting off with only a minor b*llocking for spilling beer in her bed![]()
Woollyback wrote:I've just remembered another![]()
A couple of years back I'd arranged to meet my bluesh*te mate Ben at my local one Saturday evening. I couldn't wait to take the p*ss cos Everton had got beat that afternoon by some really crappy team, W Brom or somebody. I'd had a few ales in the afternoon anyway so was feeling half way there when I walked into the crowded pub. Ben was standing at the bar with his back to me so I rushed over and grabbed him playfully round the throat as if to strangle him and shouted "Aaaaaarrrrgh ya bluesh*te b*stard!!"
Then Ben turned round with a very shocked and worried expression on his face.... the only problem was......
IT WASN'T BEN!!, it was a complete f*cking stranger who just looked like him from b ehind!!!![]()
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God I felt like a t*t
The Red Baron wrote:Woollyback wrote:I've just remembered another![]()
A couple of years back I'd arranged to meet my bluesh*te mate Ben at my local one Saturday evening. I couldn't wait to take the p*ss cos Everton had got beat that afternoon by some really crappy team, W Brom or somebody. I'd had a few ales in the afternoon anyway so was feeling half way there when I walked into the crowded pub. Ben was standing at the bar with his back to me so I rushed over and grabbed him playfully round the throat as if to strangle him and shouted "Aaaaaarrrrgh ya bluesh*te b*stard!!"
Then Ben turned round with a very shocked and worried expression on his face.... the only problem was......
IT WASN'T BEN!!, it was a complete f*cking stranger who just looked like him from b ehind!!!![]()
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God I felt like a t*t
I did exacly the same.I was on holiday in Lanzarote when the mancs were knocked out by Porto.You can imagine my excitement when I walked into the hotel bar,and standing ther was the Manc who had been teasing my 3 year old all day for wearing a Liverpool kit.Theres that Manc tw4t says I,
I came from behind him and had him in a headlock and on the floor in seconds.I still dint realise Id got it wrong until this German woman started screaming and pulling at me.This was no Manc it was I later learned Karl from Hamburg.
I sheepishly apologised but not known for there sense of humour the German couple just thought Iwas mad.Things had just calmed down when the Manc walked in,when Itold him what had happened he couldnt stop laughing and had an asthma attack.Oh Happy Days.
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