when i was a preteen i stayed overnight at a friends house. i used her toothpaste. but it started burning so bad and tasted awful. thinking i was having an allergic reaction or something dreadful like that i ran out of the bathroom in a panic. come to find out i mistakenly used her grandpas iceyhot. to this day they call me hot lips.
2007-02-27 19:44:58
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answered by t 1
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Allright... One of the funniest thing that happened to me with my pants on, was when I was twelve, I went to a school that had double shift. So, we had a lunch break, and in that lunch break, I'd usually go the near Mall to eat lunch... which actually meant wolfing down a giant cheeseburger and then spending an hour in the videogame arcade.
But, anyhow, once upon a time, I was walking down the path to the mall, with two friends, when we saw a giant dog's poo blocking the sidewalk. And I mean GIANT, really. That thing was like tha Granddaddy of all dogpoo's. It was no less than two feet wide, and probably three or four inches tall. We all complained, made a couple of jokes, and forgot about it. When we were near the corner, we heard some shout behind us. Another one of my buddys, who had stayed behind at the school, was running towards us, while calling us. Luckily, we turned and waited for him. I say luckily because, otherwise, we might have missed it.
"It" was our buddy suddely shooting a foot skywards, and doing a kind of half flip in the air, before landing flat on his back in the middle of the pile, and then he slid forward, skating over the poo while his t-shirt and sweatshirt got pulled up to his shoulders, almost. The cherry of the dessert? This guy had his hair long to half his back. The other three of us almost had an embolia from mere laughter.
Hope you liked my story, and if you didn't, I laughed a whole lot remebering it, so thanks anyways.
2007-02-28 04:05:31
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answered by San La Muerte 3
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I had a "Three Stooges Moment" while I was living in California during the winter of 1985.
I was working on the transmission of a front-wheel driven car that was up on a lift. There was a bolt that had been very difficult to pry loose. I grabbed a longer wrench for more torque and it worked. It worked so well that it not only surprised me it also made me punch myself on my lower jaw. Part of the wrench hit my jaw bone and the combined punch threw me back into the support shaft of the lift, and just like the movies, my feet slowly slid away and I slid down the pole until my butt hit the floor. There were 3 other mechanics, plus my boss, and they were laughing their butts off. I wasn't injured, and laughed along with them.
2007-02-28 03:48:48
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answered by Awesome Bill 7
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