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"Last week," Ungersven confesses, "I vomited over almost everything in a friend's spare room. The only thing to escape the deluge was the rather attractive (alas engaged) French girl who was sharing the bed with me." Tell us about nightmare guests or Fred West-a-like hosts.

(, Thu 6 Jan 2011, 14:20)
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Nose spillage.
Many a year ago I used to attend the scouts, what wasn't there to like? Knives, Fire and a lack of parents, great.
One summer camp in wales, after a spot of coracle building and ging gang goolying round a camp fire, it was time for bed.
I happened to have landed a berth with the fattest scout and the hypochondriac scout, after a bit of shuffling and psuedo-medical whining from hypochondriac scout (some bullcrap about how he once broke his jaw after passing out from CO poisoning.) sleepy time ensued.

I awoke sometime later with a warm wet face, turns out i'd been bleeding from my nose for quite sometime. Small puddles of semi-congealed blood were strewn around me, In my panic I'd awoken my tent buddies, fat scout turned on a torch, saw blood and vomited everywhere, hypochondriac scout let forth a blood curdling scream (I wish it'd curdled the flow from my nose) and ran out of the tent to get help.

Note: Never fall asleep with your head down hill.

please be gentle, its my first.
(, Sat 8 Jan 2011, 13:14, 3 replies)
Or...
For "Note: Never fall asleep with your head down hill", please read "Note: Never pick your nose with sharp fingernails."
(, Sat 8 Jan 2011, 13:20, closed)
Wow
Taking cocaine used to be frowned upon when I was in the scouts. How times have changed.
(, Sat 8 Jan 2011, 14:24, closed)
There's probably a badge for it now

(, Thu 13 Jan 2011, 12:35, closed)

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