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:lol:

They turned up about 8:30 in the morning and had not long got in, so hungover and opened the door in pink boxies, struggling to open my eyes, all bloodshot must of looked like i was on something.
 
I'm scared to vote in the 'new badge thread' tbh, i quite like it, especially next to the other clubs badges like AC, Real, PSG etc.
 
About 10 years ago I was out the back of the Spar shop I was working in at the time on my tea break. I was on my phone to my then girlfriend when in walked what I assumed was a maintanence guy.

I say I assumed this as he was carrying a claw hammer by his side.

I asked if I could help him and he just pointed at me with a vacant stare and glazed over eyes. He swung the hammer at me a couple of times but missed, he then started raining punches down onto my head.

By this point if dropped my phone, was shouting for help and gone into defensive mode. As he swung the hammer down again, I managed to grab the stem of it and moved my body so that my back was to his front. He was still trying to punch me while I repeatedly forced him backwards into the fridge where we stored all the stores milk.

After I'd rammed him into the fridge a few times he let go of the hammer and ran out if the back area through the store with me following, hammer in my hand.
He was away out the door by the time I got out there so let him go.

It was only later on when I was sat giving a statement to the busies that it dawned on me that one direct hit from the hammer and it could have been game over for me. It was truly terrifying seeing it swing down the first few times.


He was arrested a few days later and ended up getting 18 months and banned from the IOM. apparently he'd moved over from ireland a few weeks earlier but lost his job and was desparate for cash. A couple of weeks after he was jailed the police brought a letter in to me from him apologising.
 
Scary stuff that Dunc.

You could probably use that memory to your advantage though. If it were me, I'd use a hammer as a masturbatory tool - have one hanging from the ceiling and just as you were about to climax, you could swing your head toward it. The surge of adrenalin would give you an almighty high.

Just a thought.
 

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.

Crying here. Well in lid. You should move to Mexico, it's your calling.

being bullied in school, like proper bullied, not just name calling

They always get their comeuppance lid, at some point.
 
Scary stuff that Dunc.

You could probably use that memory to your advantage though. If it were me, I'd use a hammer as a masturbatory tool - have one hanging from the ceiling and just as you were about to climax, you could swing your head toward it. The surge of adrenalin would give you an almighty high.

Just a thought.

That's weird. Why do you think of these things?
 
Scary stuff that Dunc.

You could probably use that memory to your advantage though. If it were me, I'd use a hammer as a masturbatory tool - have one hanging from the ceiling and just as you were about to climax, you could swing your head toward it. The surge of adrenalin would give you an almighty high.

Just a thought.

:lol: fcuking hell
 

Scary stuff that Dunc.

You could probably use that memory to your advantage though. If it were me, I'd use a hammer as a masturbatory tool - have one hanging from the ceiling and just as you were about to climax, you could swing your head toward it. The surge of adrenalin would give you an almighty high.

Just a thought.


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When I was about 10 some physco girl from my school chased me and my friend down our street with a knife and to my house. I was scared until I grabbed a piece of wood and shouted my dad out the house, while swinging the wood at her like some kinda Bruce Lee.
 

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