I woke up the morning after my Buck’s night to find that my mates had drawn Wolverine claws on my hands, a massive picture of the Enterprise across my back, and a drawing of Darth Vader singing Karaoke…elsewhere. I’d say that put them in the “nerdtastic” category!
…So what kind of friends are we if we duct taped him upside down to a traffic light outside the dorm and left him until morning? Minus everything but his boxers?
(What? He spent three hours going on an one man discussion about how awesome his ex was. He deserved it.)
I have the kind of friends that don’t pull those sort of pranks, but would thoughtfully move you somewhere comfortable where you wouldn’t get trampled. Am I a freak?
I don’t have any friends *sob* I have learned to draw on myself and then find interesting places to pass out. I find that if I consume enough, I forget the whole thing, so I can pretend that ‘my friends’ did it to me.
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If my friends didn’t try to Reverse Exorcise me, I would think that they hated me!
Thanks for the ideas!
What if they had written on your shirt AND had you Reverse Exorcised by a jerk on a TV Show?
Well if they’re writing on your shirt instead of your skin then they are just jerks.
I woke up the morning after my Buck’s night to find that my mates had drawn Wolverine claws on my hands, a massive picture of the Enterprise across my back, and a drawing of Darth Vader singing Karaoke…elsewhere. I’d say that put them in the “nerdtastic” category!
…So what kind of friends are we if we duct taped him upside down to a traffic light outside the dorm and left him until morning? Minus everything but his boxers?
(What? He spent three hours going on an one man discussion about how awesome his ex was. He deserved it.)
Terrible friends. The kind that start wars.
And the sad part is, I think I can live with that. XD
Being left naked on a lawn chair on a church’s front lawn (on Sunday morning, no less) is no picnic either…or so I’m told…
I have the kind of friends that don’t pull those sort of pranks, but would thoughtfully move you somewhere comfortable where you wouldn’t get trampled. Am I a freak?
I don’t have any friends *sob* I have learned to draw on myself and then find interesting places to pass out. I find that if I consume enough, I forget the whole thing, so I can pretend that ‘my friends’ did it to me.
Lol! I hereby promise to shave you bald if you ever pass out on my watch, you’re very welcome!
I find it strange that bro-bug (brug?) is the one who fell under the “good” friend-category. (frategory?)
He’s one of those people that are nice to thier friends but are mean to every one else.