Friend of mine was at a teen disco when he was younger...
About 15-16 years old,to be kind of precise. He was the type that was the super cool guy, showing up in brand new clothes, and having a way with the ladies.

He met a girl there and they got to talking. Sure enough, they start kissing and then retreat to a dark corner of the club. All the other lads,having nothing better to do, were standing nearby doing their usual routine. i.e shouting jokey comments such as "Get it up her" and "She's really a dude". The usual.

So anyhow, the pair are in the corner for about 5 minutes when she runs off crying to the toilets, followed by some concerned friends chasing after her. We were all wondering "What did he do to her?" when he emerged from the shadows.

With period blood all over his white shirt.

He told us how he "thought she was just enjoying herself too much" so he thought nothing of his fingers having gotten really damp all of a sudden as she was on top of him.And how he then thought nothing of wiping his (now blood-covered) hand on his jeans as he couldn't see in the dark that it was blood.

The lot of us all wretched a bit and then laughed our collective asses off.

The best part of this adventure?

When his parents arrived at the end of the night to pick him up. As he sat in the car, they saw the badly cleaned blood on him and demanded to know what guy he had beaten up so bad as to draw blood out of them.

If only they knew...
(Zigmund can't think of anything good., Thu 7 Aug 2008, 18:00, Reply)