Yesterday when I realised that somebody had ate all the biscuits.
what did you do?
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Yesterday when I realised that somebody had ate all the biscuits.
Bought more.
It was a scary 5minutes mate.
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
You actually had me until the last paragraphAbout 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.
You actually had me until the last paragraph
I miss him.
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.
The 5 seconds in which I knew I was impaled on a spike when I was 11, by climbing over the park railings and then slipping. Only thing that stopped it going right through me was that I was wearing the 97/98 one to one shirt that day and the doctor said the material of it was that thick the spikes could barely get through it
The 5 seconds in which I knew I was impaled on a spike when I was 11, by climbing over the park railings and then slipping. Only thing that stopped it going right through me was that I was wearing the 97/98 one to one shirt that day and the doctor said the material of it was that thick the spikes could barely get through it