Guilty Laughs
Are you the kind of person who laughs when they see a cat getting run over? Tell us about the times your sense of humour has gone beyond taste and decency.
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( , Thu 22 Jul 2010, 15:19)
Are you the kind of person who laughs when they see a cat getting run over? Tell us about the times your sense of humour has gone beyond taste and decency.
Suggested by SnowyTheRabbit
( , Thu 22 Jul 2010, 15:19)
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Smug, smug, ouch!
So my brother was sharpening a knife. I was being all supportive and making sure that he was doing OK.
He smugly and condescendingly told me he knew what he was doing. Then took a big chunk out of one finger. I was sympathetic. He push dme out of the way and stuck it under a tap, just as Pink Goddess told him that'd hurt. It did.
We wrapped him up and decided to take him off to the local hospital, where they have a minor injuries clinic. We joked about a bit on the way there, and I carried on teasing him gently as we booked him in with the nurses. I came back from making a phone call to find a nurse had called him through. He was being sewed up as I got back. I just managed to catch the nurse asking him if he had a partner that they could call... or if this hand *was* his partner. This is where I lost it completely.
He's down to four fingers across both hands which he hasn't managed to scar up permanently. Yet.
( , Wed 28 Jul 2010, 22:27, 1 reply)
So my brother was sharpening a knife. I was being all supportive and making sure that he was doing OK.
He smugly and condescendingly told me he knew what he was doing. Then took a big chunk out of one finger. I was sympathetic. He push dme out of the way and stuck it under a tap, just as Pink Goddess told him that'd hurt. It did.
We wrapped him up and decided to take him off to the local hospital, where they have a minor injuries clinic. We joked about a bit on the way there, and I carried on teasing him gently as we booked him in with the nurses. I came back from making a phone call to find a nurse had called him through. He was being sewed up as I got back. I just managed to catch the nurse asking him if he had a partner that they could call... or if this hand *was* his partner. This is where I lost it completely.
He's down to four fingers across both hands which he hasn't managed to scar up permanently. Yet.
( , Wed 28 Jul 2010, 22:27, 1 reply)
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