Personal Funny stories

[zeezack]

Boiler problems

My dad was doing some plumbing work, he had turned off the water...but the boiler kicked in....We then heard a gigantic bang as the boiler exploded...luckily it is contained in a small cupboard.

Uwe's Package.

I'll never forget wrapping up a small box with fragile tape hastely next to a bin...A lot of people were apparently looking at me as I was frantically trying to add the final touches to it.

Do you have any other stories?

[ZionBalance]

Ha ha

Exploding Batteries

When I was like 6 or so, my family had a video game system that outdated the original atari. It ran on batteries and since we were strapped, my dad would throw 'em in the oven to give 'em more juice. It actually worked a little bit. The only problem is that you have to remember to take 'em out of the oven before too long. One time he forgot they were in there and they went off like, as loud as a loud pistol, scaring us half to death.


Health Class Blues

One time in Health Class, when I was a junior in high school, we were watching a video about internal organs and it was real horrorshow...I hadn't eaten breakfast that day so I started to feel a little light-headed and then I felt really light-headed. The lights were turned off in the small classroom and I was located in the back surrounded by a bunch of empty desks. I got up and was like, "Ummm...Mr Medeiros? I'm feelin' kinda..." TTTHHHWOOOOOOMP!!! I was down and out...I collapsed into a couple of the empty desks and everybody freaked out when the lights came on. This kid Kirk got so emotional about it that he passed out too. My good friend Chris was roaming the halls so Mr. Medeiros sent him to fetch some OJ and wheelchairs for us. He carted us to the Nurses' Office where we remained until our parents came to pick us up.
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[zeezack]

Larry Kenney is told the Thundercats comics are now perverted

I had sent this guy a ton of stuff. My friend Greg burst out and had to leave the room, when I told him how the Thundercat comics were a little perverted and no longer reflected the true nature of the show.

[ZionBalance]

Wow, yoo musta felt so awkward.

Thundercats was always kinda perved out.

[zeezack]

Nah only Greg reacted in a strange way

[I'm_Castor_Troy!]

Here's a story i've mentioned previously in the forum:

I now live in Bradford and 3 of my friends came up from Brighton to visit me for the weekend. On the Friday night we went for a pub crawl to 12 different establishments, having 2 to 3 drinks in each. Needless to say we were feeling a bit rough the next day. I was the most hung over of the group but was starting to feel better by mid afternoon. We were deciding on something to do after lunch before we continued our alcohol abuse and i came up with the idea of going to see Ghosts of the Abyss at the IMAX cinema inside the National Museum of Film, Photography and Television. GOTA is the 3D documentary by James Cameron about the Titanic in case anyone didn't know.
About 10 minutes in i started to feel funny. Watching a lot of 3D images, combined with the motion of the sea on screen was not making me feel too good. I would be able to watch for about a minute then i would have to close my eyes and focus on not being sick. After about 10 minutes of this i started feeling REALLY sick and realised i was going to throw up any second. I stood up and climbed over my friends and the rest of the audience and ran to the exit to look for a toilet. By the time i got to the exit i realised i could no longer keep it in and so searched for somewhere to throw up. My options were a fire bucket FULL of sand so that was a no no, or a half full black bag sitting on the floor by the exit, which i assumed was for rubbish. Given that it was either the bag or the floor, i chose the bag. After i had finished chucking up mainly pure alcohol, i looked in the bag only to discover i had just throw up on around 100 pairs of IMAX 3D glasses! These things are like £15 a pair!

By the time i realised what i had done, a girl who work at the cinema came up to me to see what was wrong. After i explained what i had just done she looked at me in horror and covered her mouth shouting "OH MY GOD!". Once she calmed down and i apologised about a million times, she took the bag off of me and lead me to the cafe where she got me some water and told me to sit here until i felt better. After about 5 minutes i thought i'd better make myself look scarce so i left the museum and waited in the car park for my friends. After about 30 minutes they came out of the cinema and asked what had happened. It took them around an hour to stop laughing and they promptly called everyone we knew to share the news.

[I'm_Castor_Troy!]

A funny story that I doubt anyone else will find that amusing is the last day that Rob and I spent in Bradford before going home for the summer.

I'd been awake for 24 hours then decided to go round Robs to hang out. As usual we talked shit and watched films till around 3 in the morning. Then we decided to frame and put up all of his new posters and display some signed Christian Slater stuff. So we spend the next 4 hours putting the stuff in frames then hammering them to the walls. It takes us so long because we are both dead on our feet and we no longer realise how much noise we are making. For some reason we start talking about Singin' in the Rain and I start shouting "GOTTA DANCE!". So there we both are shouting at the top of our lungs, hammering frames to walls in the early hours of the morning. We then hear a knock at the front door and shut up. One of Robs hot housemates who likes to get up early answers the door then knocks on Robs door. She tells us it was the neighbor who wants us to turn our radio down. We keep hammering but stop singing.

We then wait for McDonalds to open and go for breakfast at which point Rob start hallucinating and hearing things due to tiredness. I then get on a train and travel 300 miles to Brighton and finally get some sleep after being awake for 52 hours straight.

[ZionBalance]

A funny story that I doubt anyone else will find that amusing...

No, I love stories about sleep deprivation...