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In response to the 'Bravest' thread, in which I feel I made a good showing.
Ten years ago, my wife and I (pauses for effect) were walking along a section of Hadrian's Wall when we were accosted by a very large, very angry dog.
Leaping into action, I grabbed my wife and shoved her in front of me.
I've felt extremely ashamed ever since, and so I should. Crap behaviour. She calmed the dog and we all made friends but needless to say, neither of us have mentioned it since. This is doubly embarrassing as I market myself as a dog photographer, with a special affinity with dogs.
I suspect this will be a three post failure, but do feel free to chime in...
I punched a midget once.... in self defence.
Breaking up with my ex, she lived in my flat. Encouraged her dream to travel, helped her pack her stuff in storage so I could rent out main bedroom. Broke up with her a month into her year away, in my defence she was probably going to end it with me at some point that year.
Very tame so far. Let's have the Sunday morning despair please.
It is tame but, being too cowardly to break up with a girl, I hid from her for a while til she got pissed off and dumped me. On the bright side she dumped me by text so everyone thought [i]she[/i] was the dick.
*high fives Northwind*
Re: the break up thing, done similar. Was half living with a lass in her shared house (ie some clothes and stuff there) whilst she was in the pub I moved my stuff out and told the housemates i was going to the pub to dump her. I decided to avoid the confrontation and just went home and let her housemate break the bad news. To top it off I started dating her friend that had set us up in the first place. This culminated in me being punched in a nightclub. I am now married to the friend
punched a midget once.... in self defence.
My friend's wife's dad was the UK midget throwing champion.
I punched a midget once.... in self [s]defence[/s] abuse
FTFY
If there's a wasp in the house it's Mrs Kenny that has to deal with it while I hide in another room.
I once used a pseudonym to be abusive on a forum...
I got asked back to a Girls house after a gig (way back in the early 90's) and although she was rather nice I just wasn't into her, we pulled up outside her place, I opened my door just before being jumped upon, she landed on the passenger seat as I fled the scene across a small field getting covered in mud then hid behind a low wall for aprox 1hr 15mins and 43 seconds.
That moment I felt rather small.
But I've never been a shag em' bag em' kinda guy.
😳
back to dumping...
I dumped a girlfriend in a chistmas card.
It shames me to this day. 😳
then hid behind a low wall for aprox 1hr 15mins and 43 seconds
😯 are you a man or a mouse?
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I dumped a girlfriend in a chistmas card.
😀 that is so low...
I dumped in a girlfriend's christmas card.
It shames me to this day.
And so it should.