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Also, getting nicked for drink driving when I was 21.


Giving some birds a lift, spent the night in a cell, that wasn't nice.


Didn't get any [Poor language removed] either FFS
Night in the cells used to be a godsend once...... That's another thread for another day.




I got scared once when someone mentioned "BRY". Oh ffs help me !!!
 
Happened three years ago.

Still scares me when I think about it to this day (and tough to type this.)

Was staying at a family friend's ranch. He had a separate ranch house with a few gun safes in it (empty, no guns). I told them in no uncertain terms to stay away from them.

Heard one of my kids yelling and the older one had gotten into it and they younger one shut the door on him and turned the wheel on the front of it. I pulled it and couldn't open it. Cue massive panic attack. Ran to get my father in law and he came into the room and looked at it. I'm freaking, my youngest is freaking and I can hear (just barely) my oldest freaking from inside it. I'm frozen.

He turns the wheel the other way and it opens up. I didn't even consider doing that and I can't tell you why. I guess I was afraid to do anything and just froze. I'm thinking that we're gonna have to find a key or find a someone who can cut through the safe. How much air does he have, etc....?

Either way my older one comes out after my father in law opens the door and he's shaking...I'm shaking...and my youngest is still crying loudly.

Bothered us all so bad that we left that night. To this day, it still makes me shake when I think about it.
 
When I thought I was going to lose one of my testicles due to a nasty accident.

Also when my car was travelling sideways at 50-60mph straight into a ditch. Those few seconds before the impact were terrifying.
 

Oh and more recently.

Sleeping in a converted stable at some kind of ranch, even though I knew there was a tarantula in there somewhere.....PROBABLY....

That was the worst bit, I wasn't sure. I knew I saw about 5 outside. Still makes me shiver now
 
Happened three years ago.

Still scares me when I think about it to this day (and tough to type this.)

Was staying at a family friend's ranch. He had a separate ranch house with a few gun safes in it (empty, no guns). I told them in no uncertain terms to stay away from them.

Heard one of my kids yelling and the older one had gotten into it and they younger one shut the door on him and turned the wheel on the front of it. I pulled it and couldn't open it. Cue massive panic attack. Ran to get my father in law and he came into the room and looked at it. I'm freaking, my youngest is freaking and I can hear (just barely) my oldest freaking from inside it. I'm frozen.

He turns the wheel the other way and it opens up. I didn't even consider doing that and I can't tell you why. I guess I was afraid to do anything and just froze. I'm thinking that we're gonna have to find a key or find a someone who can cut through the safe. How much air does he have, etc....?

Either way my older one comes out after my father in law opens the door and he's shaking...I'm shaking...and my youngest is still crying loudly.

Bothered us all so bad that we left that night. To this day, it still makes me shake when I think about it.


Horrible that mate
 
One similar to TX, was about 14 and my little bro was about 9 as most young lads my age, I was stupid and careless and swung him around by his legs in the kitchen and he was loving it.

Until he hit his forehead on the corner of the radiator.


Still makes me wince and lose myself hating myself now, he was okay but plenty of blood and a A&E visit and a stitch or two.
 
I've had too many scary times in life to list so here's a few extreme ones.

Went to a fancy dress party in Norris Green, i dressed as a Mexican Bandit and had a great time and afterwards got in a taxi on me own to go home, we drive for a few minutes and the taxi driver gets a phone call from his tart, she's in hospital and is gonna give birth to his first kid so the driver asks if i mind getting out so he can go see his bird and he was gonna blow through for another taxi to get me, being the most heartfelt of Mexican bandits i obliged like.

So i'm standing there on some mad estate in Nogsy waiting for me second taxi when i hear voices and spot they belong to a firm of lads who have noticed a stray mexican on their turf and were now heading in my direction. "where are you from lad?" i was asked, "Mexico LAD" i said, "no ya not lad your obviously scouse, dya live ere like?", "Nah mate i've just been to a party and me taxi's done one". "Giz a go on your sombrero lad", i pulled out me jarg revolver and pointed it at him and said "a bandito never shares his sombrero" obviously intended as a joke i thought. Joke was on me like cause one of them pulled a ****ing handgun out his kecks and points it at me, "mine fires real bullets lad i'll take that sombrero right off ya", i was hoping he was joking round and in case he wasn't i did give him the hat, he was made up with it.

The lad then was running around with me sombrero on pointing the gun at his mates, who were fuming at him so it must've been real, meanwhile i can see a delta aproaching from the distance, salvation at last i thought until it got closer, saw a firm of scallys and a drugged up mexican, spun the car round and ****ed off, BOSS.

"was that your taxi lad?" one asked, "yeah mate", "so how are you getting home where was the party?", "I dno mate and it was at the Broadway club", "heavy that lad". Next thing a Matrix van pulls around the corner and speeds up on us, the scallys started legging it except for the one i was talking to and a fat lad who probably couldn't be arsed, it was amusing like cause the lad with the gun jumped into somebodies garden whilst still wearing his new sombrero. Some of the police jumped out to talk to me and the other lads, and the rest stayed in the van and spun off to try and round up the other lids. I got questioned, searched by a clearly amused officer "So whats a lad from Maghull doing dressed like that round here at this time, i explained briefly what had happened, the busys talk to the other lads and eventually the van comes back and the officers get off, leaving me stranded with two lids i don't know.

"Did you say you're from Maghull lad, that's a stretch on foot that lid?" he asked, "do you know (lads name here), me cousins from here but lives there with his bird now in Maghull?", small world like cause i actually knew his cousin and had bought weed off him a few days earlier. "Tell yer what lad you're a sound fella i'll get you home yanow". A few minutes later, some lad pulls up in an Audi RS4, the driver looked like he was age 14, i didn't need to ask if the car was legit, at this point i couldn't have cared less i just wanted to get home. "Where dya wanna go mate i'll get ya there fast lad, rapid these RS's", i told him to get on the M57 and then i'd direct him.

Despite looking like a little kid, this lad could drive really good, after doing a bit of rallycross around the estate we ended up on the east lancs and then onto a 57, 147 mph we did on the way home, "it can go faster lad but i'd need more road mate". We got to Maghull in no time atall so i got dropped off at the Square, give the lad a tenner for doing a stranger a massive favour and started my walk home whilst trying to digest the nights events.

took me ages typing this up lids so enjoy.
 
Went to Portugal a couple of years ago and got smashed with the mate I was with- we got separated and I looked everywhere for him, his phone was off so I started trying to stumble home. Was pretty wasted so all the roads looked the same. I was walking down one road that turned into a sort of lane- I had no idea where I was I turned round and about 8 lads had followed me up it. I very quickly sobered up when I realised they had bats in their hands- I didnt even think I just ran the opposite direction as fast as I could. As I was running I felt a brick just brush my hair as they had threw it at me- literally millimetres from knocking me out I reckon.

Anyway saw a taxi and jumped in- just about remembered I was staying. Got back to the hotel and my mate was already back- naked- star fished on his bed and completely passed out. Looks like he fell asleep after having a tommy. Cheers mate for being so worried about your pal!
 

probably the sledging incident (in before chico makes a play on words about the scouse meaning of sledging)
 
I've had too many scary times in life to list so here's a few extreme ones.

Went to a fancy dress party in Norris Green, i dressed as a Mexican Bandit and had a great time and afterwards got in a taxi on me own to go home, we drive for a few minutes and the taxi driver gets a phone call from his tart, she's in hospital and is gonna give birth to his first kid so the driver asks if i mind getting out so he can go see his bird and he was gonna blow through for another taxi to get me, being the most heartfelt of Mexican bandits i obliged like.

So i'm standing there on some mad estate in Nogsy waiting for me second taxi when i hear voices and spot they belong to a firm of lads who have noticed a stray mexican on their turf and were now heading in my direction. "where are you from lad?" i was asked, "Mexico LAD" i said, "no ya not lad your obviously scouse, dya live ere like?", "Nah mate i've just been to a party and me taxi's done one". "Giz a go on your sombrero lad", i pulled out me jarg revolver and pointed it at him and said "a bandito never shares his sombrero" obviously intended as a joke i thought. Joke was on me like cause one of them pulled a ****ing handgun out his kecks and points it at me, "mine fires real bullets lad i'll take that sombrero right off ya", i was hoping he was joking round and in case he wasn't i did give him the hat, he was made up with it.

The lad then was running around with me sombrero on pointing the gun at his mates, who were fuming at him so it must've been real, meanwhile i can see a delta aproaching from the distance, salvation at last i thought until it got closer, saw a firm of scallys and a drugged up mexican, spun the car round and ****ed off, BOSS.

"was that your taxi lad?" one asked, "yeah mate", "so how are you getting home where was the party?", "I dno mate and it was at the Broadway club", "heavy that lad". Next thing a Matrix van pulls around the corner and speeds up on us, the scallys started legging it except for the one i was talking to and a fat lad who probably couldn't be arsed, it was amusing like cause the lad with the gun jumped into somebodies garden whilst still wearing his new sombrero. Some of the police jumped out to talk to me and the other lads, and the rest stayed in the van and spun off to try and round up the other lids. I got questioned, searched by a clearly amused officer "So whats a lad from Maghull doing dressed like that round here at this time, i explained briefly what had happened, the busys talk to the other lads and eventually the van comes back and the officers get off, leaving me stranded with two lids i don't know.

"Did you say you're from Maghull lad, that's a stretch on foot that lid?" he asked, "do you know (lads name here), me cousins from here but lives there with his bird now in Maghull?", small world like cause i actually knew his cousin and had bought weed off him a few days earlier. "Tell yer what lad you're a sound fella i'll get you home yanow". A few minutes later, some lad pulls up in an Audi RS4, the driver looked like he was age 14, i didn't need to ask if the car was legit, at this point i couldn't have cared less i just wanted to get home. "Where dya wanna go mate i'll get ya there fast lad, rapid these RS's", i told him to get on the M57 and then i'd direct him.

Despite looking like a little kid, this lad could drive really good, after doing a bit of rallycross around the estate we ended up on the east lancs and then onto a 57, 147 mph we did on the way home, "it can go faster lad but i'd need more road mate". We got to Maghull in no time atall so i got dropped off at the Square, give the lad a tenner for doing a stranger a massive favour and started my walk home whilst trying to digest the nights events.

took me ages typing this up lids so enjoy.

that is actually a really good story, apart from the bit where you said you smoke weed and are from maghull
 
Sheffield United - Liverpool in the boozer before the game. Both sets of crews were in and the pub was standing room only. Next thing people start throwing pint glasses (proper pint glasses that smash and stuff) right at each other at point blank range. Like right into each others faces. Smashed glass flying all over the pub. Too squashed in to get out, praying a stray pint glass would not come my way.

Blades won though so happy days in the end. Lost the footy though.
 

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