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Post by Faceless on Apr 23, 2021 10:02:45 GMT
Mostly not actively annoying. That sounds like a challenge. |
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Post by Shenguin on Apr 23, 2021 10:12:39 GMT
Accidental gender reveal on Teams? Top appraisal preparation.
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Post by dakylosaurus419 on Apr 23, 2021 10:31:23 GMT
Daky are they checking tickets on the trains yet? They've barriers in GLC but they're not checking them on the train. So if you paid for a ticket half way and spent the difference on a lunch from Pret no-one would know apart from your conscience. But obviously as an honest member of society I'm paying full fare. Fool fare? I had my ticket checked last time I was on the trains about a month ago. I think they are still doing it as usual down here. |
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Post by crankcaller on Apr 23, 2021 11:10:44 GMT
Lazy ScotRail ticket inspectors?
Who'd a thunk it!
OTTM. Can I recommend Warburton's "new" Soft Pittas.
Puff nicely in the toaster and easy to fill. 4 *'s
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Post by silcox on Apr 23, 2021 11:14:57 GMT
Rolling
Sorry about yesterday. I popped on for one game whilst my wife picked up the kids. Got my best ever result and mashed all the buttons at once in a fat handed celebration. Then had to dive for the off button when I heard them coming back through the door!
Of course apologies are not permitted so please ignore all of the above.
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Post by scamander on Apr 23, 2021 11:27:04 GMT
I've just done a Teams fuck-up. I might have got away with it, but I'm not sure yet. details. |
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Post by Sheep2 on Apr 23, 2021 11:35:05 GMT
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Post by tenthenemy on Apr 23, 2021 11:42:23 GMT
Shouldn't most of you be out waving flags and swaying with dragons or something? It's a gorgeous George's Day here in sunny Birmingham, but regrettably a simple typo in these instructions has resulted in wide scale(!) slaying of dragons. Now there aren't any left and it's tradition to drown one's sorrows in beer, waving flagons instead of flags. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. |
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Post by Felice Landry on Apr 23, 2021 11:42:49 GMT
How many threatened to kill you? |
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Post by tenthenemy on Apr 23, 2021 11:47:41 GMT
You were always sent home early? |
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Post by Sheep2 on Apr 23, 2021 11:53:52 GMT
I don't think any threatened to kill me, and I was not sent home early from anything in disgrace.
Though on a trip to Greece we were allowed to drink (with parental permission) as it was legal there.
We got pissed up on the first night obviously. One of the boys passed out and threw up in bed and pretty much everywhere.
I've not been a big fan of the smell of aniseed and vomit mixed together since that night.
We did get a strong bollocking for it both there and back at school (him for being stupid enough to get that pissed, the rest of us for being stupid enough not to stop him), but no one was sent home.
Four stars recommended
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Post by Faceless on Apr 23, 2021 12:32:50 GMT
I've just done a Teams fuck-up. I might have got away with it, but I'm not sure yet. details. So.. I joined a Teams call, and was the first one there. I then had a call on my mobile saying sack the call off as something urgent needed doing. Unfortunately I forgot to disconnect from Teams, and left the tab minimised but with my camera and mic on. For about an hour, before someone let me know. Minor embarrassment for the most part, as all they would have seen and heard would have been me working. However - I did at one point tell Mrs Faceless a story my mate once told me, about him shooting his wad in his GF's face, resulting in her getting an eye infection and having to wear an eye patch. |
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Post by crankcaller on Apr 23, 2021 12:41:24 GMT
The only foreign trip our school did was skiing in Andorra. I never had the neck to ask my folks for the money. I did go camping two years in a row with the school. Hash rather booze was the cause of sickness there.
Also, dropping a full hash pipe as I wasn't expecting it to be hot got me some heavy stares.
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Post by BabyfarkmcGeezak on Apr 23, 2021 12:53:38 GMT
Also, dropping a full hash pipe as I wasn't expecting it to be hot got me some heavy stares. We were all about the homemade bucket bombs ("turbos"?) at that age. Half a pop bottle with foil on top fastened in place with an elastic band then pin in some holes on the foil and lay the hash on top. The bottle was placed in the water and as the hash burned the bottle was gently lifted up to encourage smoke to fill the bottle. You then had to inhale the smoke without releasing any underneath or sucking up any water. |
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Post by crankcaller on Apr 23, 2021 12:56:48 GMT
2 litre plastic irn-bru bottle, plastic wine chiller full of water, chillum in the top of the bottle. Absolutely properly fucked up.
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Post by crankcaller on Apr 23, 2021 12:58:21 GMT
I mean, we made our own fun in those days. None of your fancy internet or DVD's.
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Post by Sheep2 on Apr 23, 2021 12:59:10 GMT
2 litre plastic irn-bru bottle, plastic wine chiller full of water, chillum in the top of the bottle. Absolutely properly fucked up. 110% of that is the sugar high from 2L of Irn Bru. |
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Post by crankcaller on Apr 23, 2021 13:00:09 GMT
A club I used to frequent are doing a couple of DJ things in a park near me in Aug. I hummed and hawed and of course it's now sold out. Baws.
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Post by silcox on Apr 23, 2021 13:03:40 GMT
We also had a school trip where things went a little awry due to booze. Specifically this stuff: ![]()  To cut a long story short, I tried to consume a pool ball, broke a sink by sitting on it and vomited stomach lining whilst my friend needed an injection in his arse to make him sick. Banned from skiiing for two days we only had the newly released cd of Pavarotti's Nessun Dorma to help us get through a terrible hangover. |
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Post by sandybahookie on Apr 23, 2021 13:05:32 GMT
We used to do buckets, and blowbacks.
When the joint is getting a bit small you put the lit end into your mouth and blow the smoke into someone elses mouth whilst they continously inhale. Quite an intimate procedure now that I think about it.
Also have a big burning ember in your mouth was quite a thrill.
Filth.
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Post by Faceless on Apr 23, 2021 13:09:25 GMT
Can't remember now what they were called. Possibly 'lungs'. Cut the top half off of a 2 litre bottle and tape a plastic bag over the end. Fill with smoke then inhale.
Grim.
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Post by Sheep2 on Apr 23, 2021 13:19:21 GMT
Shouldn't most of you be out waving flags and swaying with dragons or something?  It's Paul Tait Day
Not sure about anything else. |
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Post by gongfarmer on Apr 23, 2021 13:37:20 GMT
We used to do buckets, and blowbacks. When the joint is getting a bit small you put the lit end into your mouth and blow the smoke into someone elses mouth whilst they continously inhale. Quite an intimate procedure now that I think about it. Also have a big burning ember in your mouth was quite a thrill. Filth. First blowback I ever saw was my student mate and some huge biker in Monroe's (Plymouth) - Honestly thought they were snogging. A discombobulating experience if ever there was.
'Lungs' weren't a thing until a few years later. It was all hot-knives and how to get the bottom out of a wine bottle.
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Post by Sheep2 on Apr 23, 2021 13:46:03 GMT
Is Scubar that tall?
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Post by RollingEscargot on Apr 23, 2021 14:12:13 GMT
It's ok, I'm over it. I guess there are worse things your wife and kids could catch you doing when they return home unexpectedly (reading the 'box, for instance).
@school trips We had one to France where everyone had taken advantage of the lax attitude of continental shopkeepers to stock up on booze and, er, flick knives, and panicked when it became clear that the customs lads were going to board at the port. Most played it cool and just left the contraband where it was. A couple of the younger kids decided instead to down entire bottles of wine so that they didn't end up in a French gulag. Nobody arrested, but the resulting vomiting really helped the remaining 15 hours on the bus fly by.
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