The details of my life are quite inconsequential… very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.

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  • zanyllama52@infosec.pubto196@lemmy.blahaj.zoneBus rule
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    4 个月前

    I have a couple good ones. The standout would be someone pranked their friend by putting a dead fish in their glove compartment and let it cook in the hot sun all day to stink up the car. The other guy reciprocated by finding a snake and killing it and putting that in the first guy’s glove box the same way.

    The guy who started the prank ended it by climbing on top of his buddy’s car and pissing into a funnel which led to a hose and spraying the piss all over the interior of his car.

    Nasty ass kids. 🤣