What has your "friend" been up to?
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Another friend was approaching a traffic-light-controlled narrow hump-back-bridge on a rural road late one very cold icy snowy night in a Sierra XR4X4. Decided to jump the lights at speed, spun the car at speed on the other side and slid sideways into the car approaching from the other direction. A traffic-police Vauxhall Senator.
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sun.and.rain said:
Another friend was approaching a traffic-light-controlled narrow hump-back-bridge on a rural road late one very cold icy snowy night in a Sierra XR4i. Decided to jump the lights at speed, spun the car at speed on the other side and slid sideways into the car approaching from the other direction. A traffic-police Vauxhall Senator.
Oops.
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My "friend" had a diahatsu cuore courtesy car after his car was broken into. After finding out it sounded like a baby m3 with no air box, the handbrake was epic and it loved burnouts, it went back the next day with a broken exhaust and wire hanging out of the front tyres. They apologised for giving them a defective car and issued a micra courtesy car. This was equally good at burnouts but sounded s
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te.Whilst living as an impoverished student in the 90's my friend (to whom I ultimately became best man at his wedding) was known for his impulsive behaviour. We all agreed that you could fill a book with the various anecdotes. I'll list a few below.
convinced his girlfriend was seeing someone else he decided to hide in the boot of her car (chevette) and catch her in the act. Being one of the hottest days of the year she decided to go sunbathing at the coast. Upon her return to the car she was puzzled to see a gaggle of people and a fire engine around her car. A passing dog walker had called the emergency services after hearing him banging on the boot as he slow cooked inside
Another time, having lost his keys to his flat after several pints he decides to climb up the drainpipe and through the window of his third floor apartment. Having reached the second floor he climbs through the window of the neighbours who are sat bemused watching tv as he levers himself in falling down into their lounge. Then with a cheery 'good evening' exits through their front door.
On another occasion he is struggling to get the key into his front door. To his surprise the door opens and he is confronted by a man in his flat
'What the fk are you doing in my flat you ?!!'
To which the man replies
'You live upstairs'
convinced his girlfriend was seeing someone else he decided to hide in the boot of her car (chevette) and catch her in the act. Being one of the hottest days of the year she decided to go sunbathing at the coast. Upon her return to the car she was puzzled to see a gaggle of people and a fire engine around her car. A passing dog walker had called the emergency services after hearing him banging on the boot as he slow cooked inside
Another time, having lost his keys to his flat after several pints he decides to climb up the drainpipe and through the window of his third floor apartment. Having reached the second floor he climbs through the window of the neighbours who are sat bemused watching tv as he levers himself in falling down into their lounge. Then with a cheery 'good evening' exits through their front door.
On another occasion he is struggling to get the key into his front door. To his surprise the door opens and he is confronted by a man in his flat
'What the f
k are you doing in my flat you ?!!'To which the man replies
'You live upstairs'
Edited by slk 32 on Sunday 20th September 00:12
slk 32 said:
Whilst living as an impoverished student in the 90's my friend (to whom I ultimately became best man at his wedding) was known for his impulsive behaviour. We all agreed that you could fill a book with the various anecdotes. I'll list a few below.
convinced his girlfriend was seeing someone else he decided to hide in the boot of her car (chevette) and catch her in the act. Being one of the hottest days of the year she decided to go sunbathing at the coast. Upon her return to the car she was puzzled to see a gaggle of people and a fire engine around her car. A passing dog walker had called the emergency services after hearing him banging on the boot as he slow cooked inside
Another time, having lost his keys to his flat after several pints he decides to climb up the drainpipe and through the window of his third floor apartment. Having reached the second floor he climbs through the window of the neighbours who are sat bemused watching tv as he levers himself in falling down into their lounge. Then with a cheery 'good evening' exits through their front door.
On another occasion he is struggling to get the key into his front door. To his surprise the door opens and he is confronted by a man in his flat
'What the fk are you doing in my flat you ?!!'
To which the man replies
'You live upstairs'
How were you best man at your own wedding? convinced his girlfriend was seeing someone else he decided to hide in the boot of her car (chevette) and catch her in the act. Being one of the hottest days of the year she decided to go sunbathing at the coast. Upon her return to the car she was puzzled to see a gaggle of people and a fire engine around her car. A passing dog walker had called the emergency services after hearing him banging on the boot as he slow cooked inside
Another time, having lost his keys to his flat after several pints he decides to climb up the drainpipe and through the window of his third floor apartment. Having reached the second floor he climbs through the window of the neighbours who are sat bemused watching tv as he levers himself in falling down into their lounge. Then with a cheery 'good evening' exits through their front door.
On another occasion he is struggling to get the key into his front door. To his surprise the door opens and he is confronted by a man in his flat
'What the f
k are you doing in my flat you ?!!'To which the man replies
'You live upstairs'
Edited by slk 32 on Sunday 20th September 00:12
A "friend" decided to do a vmax test of his little hatchback along an empty M80 southbound at 2AM on a Wednesday. Not a car in sight for miles until the on-ramp at Bishopbrigs where a fully marked panda car was joining the motorway. Said "friend" was being somewhat intelligent at 135mph and had moved all the way over straddling both L2 and 3 just in case someone joined. Upon seeing the panda car he moved into only lane 2 and very very slowly coasted from 130 back down to 80ish. The panda car never caught up and the blues and twos never came on. Bricks where shat, evidently the bib didnt care enough to make chase to get a reggy.
PS: I blame a very depressing hour on the A9 from Perth glued to 70mph with no cruise for his momentus lapse of judgment to attempt to go that fast on a public highway
PS: I blame a very depressing hour on the A9 from Perth glued to 70mph with no cruise for his momentus lapse of judgment to attempt to go that fast on a public highway
Edited by caelite on Sunday 20th September 00:33
slk 32 said:
Whilst living as an impoverished student in the 90's my friend (to whom I ultimately became best man at his wedding) was known for his impulsive behaviour. We all agreed that you could fill a book with the various anecdotes. I'll list a few below.
convinced his girlfriend was seeing someone else he decided to hide in the boot of her car (chevette) and catch her in the act. Being one of the hottest days of the year she decided to go sunbathing at the coast. Upon her return to the car she was puzzled to see a gaggle of people and a fire engine around her car. A passing dog walker had called the emergency services after hearing him banging on the boot as he slow cooked inside
Another time, having lost his keys to his flat after several pints he decides to climb up the drainpipe and through the window of his third floor apartment. Having reached the second floor he climbs through the window of the neighbours who are sat bemused watching tv as he levers himself in falling down into their lounge. Then with a cheery 'good evening' exits through their front door.
On another occasion he is struggling to get the key into his front door. To his surprise the door opens and he is confronted by a man in his flat
'What the fk are you doing in my flat you ?!!'
To which the man replies
'You live upstairs'
Good anecdotes, but it sounds to me like your friend did this. Not your 'friend'.convinced his girlfriend was seeing someone else he decided to hide in the boot of her car (chevette) and catch her in the act. Being one of the hottest days of the year she decided to go sunbathing at the coast. Upon her return to the car she was puzzled to see a gaggle of people and a fire engine around her car. A passing dog walker had called the emergency services after hearing him banging on the boot as he slow cooked inside
Another time, having lost his keys to his flat after several pints he decides to climb up the drainpipe and through the window of his third floor apartment. Having reached the second floor he climbs through the window of the neighbours who are sat bemused watching tv as he levers himself in falling down into their lounge. Then with a cheery 'good evening' exits through their front door.
On another occasion he is struggling to get the key into his front door. To his surprise the door opens and he is confronted by a man in his flat
'What the f
k are you doing in my flat you ?!!'To which the man replies
'You live upstairs'
Edited by slk 32 on Sunday 20th September 00:12
nearly 30 years ago 'my friend' was waiting to turn left at a T-junction, when lights turned green he felt it would be appropriate to boot (1977 2.8i Commodore Coupe) it so he was going arse-out up the road which was all well and good until the traffic pol car waiting to go straight on thought said hoonage was not in accordance with best driving practise. Luckily enough for him said BiB car was singly occupied at that point and so he got let off with a warning.
a couple of years ago a different friend (M1) was driving an F350 dually (c.22 feet long) coming back with a mate (M2) driving another dually (same length). M2 broke down in Dartford so being a bright couple of lads they decided to use a 6' rope so that M1 could tow him... through the tunnel.. past J31... past J30... past J29 when a short fat copper stopped them "what the fk are you doing towing THAT on my motorway? Next fking junction you're off!" "but we've..." "I don't care what you've... OFF!" luckily the next junction was their turn-off anyway.
a couple of years ago a different friend (M1) was driving an F350 dually (c.22 feet long) coming back with a mate (M2) driving another dually (same length). M2 broke down in Dartford so being a bright couple of lads they decided to use a 6' rope so that M1 could tow him... through the tunnel.. past J31... past J30... past J29 when a short fat copper stopped them "what the f
k are you doing towing THAT on my motorway? Next fking junction you're off!" "but we've..." "I don't care what you've... OFF!" luckily the next junction was their turn-off anyway.My 'friend was hooning up to Stranraer to catch a ferry last week and was following another vehicle at the time. For some unknown reason the vehicle infront sharply disappeared at great speed down some side road leaving my 'friend' baffled. Right up till the blue lights appeared in his rear view mirror.......my friend is a cock 
irocfan said:
nearly 30 years ago 'my friend' was waiting to turn left at a T-junction, when lights turned green he felt it would be appropriate to boot (1977 2.8i Commodore Coupe) it so he was going arse-out up the road which was all well and good until the traffic pol car waiting to go straight on thought said hoonage was not in accordance with best driving practise. Luckily enough for him said BiB car was singly occupied at that point and so he got let off with a warning.
a couple of years ago a different friend (M1) was driving an F350 dually (c.22 feet long) coming back with a mate (M2) driving another dually (same length). M2 broke down in Dartford so being a bright couple of lads they decided to use a 6' rope so that M1 could tow him... through the tunnel.. past J31... past J30... past J29 when a short fat copper stopped them "what the fk are you doing towing THAT on my motorway? Next fking junction you're off!" "but we've..." "I don't care what you've... OFF!" luckily the next junction was their turn-off anyway.
Just a polite reminder that this thread is for stories about your friend. It is not for stories about your friend.a couple of years ago a different friend (M1) was driving an F350 dually (c.22 feet long) coming back with a mate (M2) driving another dually (same length). M2 broke down in Dartford so being a bright couple of lads they decided to use a 6' rope so that M1 could tow him... through the tunnel.. past J31... past J30... past J29 when a short fat copper stopped them "what the f
k are you doing towing THAT on my motorway? Next fking junction you're off!" "but we've..." "I don't care what you've... OFF!" luckily the next junction was their turn-off anyway.A friend went to uni, did a year in industry. Smoked too much weed, became anxious.. Came home from his year in industry, didnt go back to do his finals for a year. Went back and did his final year. Failed it. Borrowed about £22k from the SLC and didnt complete his degree. 'Worked' for his parents company for free for 5-6 years because he was too anxious to get a real job. Eventually sorted out his 'anxiety' and started to work for himself as a freelance web developer. Didnt pay any tax(his fathers an accountant) and got a massive tax bill and was surprised, blamed the govt for not making it easy / clear enough if you have to pay tax. Wants to move out, talks about it all the time saves some money and then has another monetry issue so goes back to having £0. Wont come out because he's panic'd that all his money has gone and has to 'work' to get in a better situation when in reality all he does is watch youtube and jerk off. Will be living with parents until their death and then inherit the house, wonder why bailiffs take it off him when no bills get paid. End up homeless !
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