My favourite all-tinme dumping story is this: We were round a mate's in Clapham in 1991, and my mate Phil passed out pissed on his sofa. So in revenge, we decided to start piling things in him for a laugh - we ended with several camera tripods, bricks, 2 kitchen chairs, books, an art easel and other bits. We took loads of pictures of it too. I was about to tie his shoelaces together when he finally awoke and told me to piss off. We were all crying with laughter by this point, and continued doing so as we nloaded all the dumped stuff off him.
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