I have so many of these.
I'll see how many I can be arsed re-telling.
1.I was walking back from a bar late one night, and a white van full of drunk frat boys pulled up beside me. They pulled me in with them and I ended up spending about an hour listening to some godawful hip-hop song on repeat as they drove past other pedestrians (with the side doors of the van slid open) waving the devil horns at them and hooting like retarded monkeys.
The guy sitting beside me kept trying to twist his finger around locks of my hair, it was weird.
Eventually they dropped me off by the train station though, so in hindsight they weren't all bad.
2.
Last night I was playing Halo 3.
Apparently the actual fighting in that game has gotten boring enough for me that I decided to find other ways to enjoy myself. Me and my party of two others made ourselves a little mini-game where we formed into a line, repeatedly crouched while making train noises, then charged single file towards the enemy base while making louder train noises. Including screams of "All aboard!" from the person who was at the back.
Not only did we get the rest of our team to join in on our awesome train, we also won seven matches in a row using this technique (After seven, I had to leave, so who knows? Maybe the descendants of the original train party are still going.)
I suppose the fact that we won was what made it a what the fuck moment.
Especially considering the other team often had access to spartan lasers and we were single file.
3.
When I was about seven, I was at some form of children's playground with my cousins. There was another kid there, who we didn't know but were including in our games because little kids are awesome like that.
Anyway, we were sharing a laugh with our new friend when his mother came up and started swearing at us for being inconsiderate about his mental condition (I don't remember him having any problems, but it was a while ago now) by cruelly impersonating him and laughing at his expense.
I was only seven at the time, so the wording of my response would be less than sophisticated. But the gist was that she was an idiot that needed reminding about how when both sides are laughing, it's a shared, enjoyable joke. I also pointed out that my brother, the person she thought was doing a mean impersonation of a retard, is actually heavily autistic and was just being himself. My mother, hearing my brother being called a retard by some fat *****, came over at this point. Shit got pretty nasty after that.
I don't think we ever went to that park again, which is a shame, since I kind of liked that kid.
4.
I saw
Kung Pow: Enter the fist
5.
I may have told this story before on another thread, but anyway.
One time back in my youth, I was at my friend's house. He got a phone call.
Turned out it was some weird guy asking him questions like "How was your day?", "Is your mother home?" and "Who are your friends at school?" Probably some heavy breathing through the phone as well.
Eventually, he got asked "What games do you like to play, do you have a dollhouse?" To which my friend replied "Uh... I'm a guy."
He hung up.
I lived a blissfully sheltered childhood, only learning the word "Fuck" at about age 12, so we might have just said "What the hell?" instead. But I think this well and truly counts.
6.
When I was...
Nah I can't be bothered telling any more.
Me said:
I'll see how many I can be arsed re-telling.
Turns out it was 5.
Me said:
Not at all my good man.
Me said:
Do you think that maybe you should hurry up and hit "post" before your above things lose all meaning in the face of this pointless exercise at the end?
Maybe I will.
Me said:
I will
Me said:
Indeed
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