I shagged your mum!
About a year or so ago, I was stuck in a training session at work. You've probably all been there at some point - stuck in a cramped room with a bunch of people you only vaguely tolerate, doing something so boring you feel you might actually die from it.

Anyway, while waiting for the instructor to arrive one day, we were all bantering amongst ourselves. Somehow, the posturing turned to me implying that I had relations with a colleague's mother.

This colleague, whom we'll call "Mike", attempted an unusual retort, instead of the usual and more common "Fuck Off!", he said "Stay away from my mum, she owns a shotgun".

Intrigued at this revelation, I decided to play into it with "Oh I know, I found it in the Wardrobe when I hid there that time your dad came home early".

It wasn't that clever or funny a retort, but I was clearly pushing Mike's buttons and felt like pushing them a bit further. Mike's face dropped. He stared at me intensely for a second, I thought he might even try to hit me, however instead he simply said "...my Dad's dead".

Now, anyone with a bit of sense would have realised that they'd hit a nerve. Perhaps the joke, that wasn't even that funny in the first place, had gone too far. What a shame I don't have any sense.

"He's dead?! Well then who the hell was that?!"

The rest of the day was met with silence from Mike.
(Kushan just wants to fit in..to your mum, Wed 9 Nov 2011, 18:33, Reply)