Off Topic Seemed a good idea at the time.

Daft or random things we do that have no rational thought or benefit to them. But seem a good idea at the time.

Dressing like a chav and sitting on a large reptile.

Seemed a good idea at the time. No benefit whatsoever.





Drinking beer from full ash trays for a laugh. Also random.

Pineapple chunkies out of bogs. Not the best thought out plan to.


Ha'way share ya daftness. Spread the love.

 

Some guy just lost half a million on Douvan at 1/5!!

Does that count as WHAT THE **** HAVE I DONE MOMENT???

 

Maybe.

(if i had a clue wtf you are on about)

 

Sorry mate. Some guy with more money than sense just blew half a million trying to win just £100k on a horse at Cheltenham!

 

. Definitely a seemed like a good idea at the time moment.




The loopy bastard.

 

Look at them trackies, where's the rest of them?

I once took a bird out for a spin in my car, I'd had about 7 cans and she wanted a scran from the garage, it was about 10 miles of country roads, quite late at night, got the scran headed back to camp, tunes banging, lamp post? What's that doing there? I'm nowhere near the end of the road yet, surely... oh **** that's the end of the road and I'm still doing 80... anchors on, no chance, clipped a telephone post and ripped the front third of my car clean off.

Shagged her in a ditch on the way home, she was ****.

 

I also had too much helium once from them balloons and my head went blue, I was convinced it was my time.

 

Bastard reptile ate the rest.

 

Maybe that's where the other shoe ended up.

 

Aye smashing cars. Im a dab hand at that also.

How the **** do you destroy a nissan navara?.

Plough it into a load of trees in the rain. .

 

No the reptilian moment was years previous. The shoe theory is like the X files.

 

Like a smurf?

 

Like an overdosed junkie found dead on a bedsit floor.

 

I once shared an out of date fishermans pie with a mate, we were too ****ed to move, it seemed like a perfect plan at the time.

I just remember being violently sick, to the point where I was being sick over my chest because I was sat on the bog, with literally litres of runny chodwater gushing out of my arse at a rate of around 300 gallons per minute. I was almost crying for my mum at one point.

 

I shouldn't laugh. But the last lineade me smirk.

How out of date are we talking.

 

Soft twat.
Try having your bird **** you off the very month it's your 50th birthday after you've just spent 200 knicker on hers.
Bitch.

 

I think his freezer went off for a while when he was away on a course, it didn't taste that bad but we did cover it in tobasco sauce and we'd had a lot to drink.

 

I'm not 50 for another 17 years mate, but I'll try to remember.

 

Back in the day I used to get weed by the carrier bag full, but it needed rubbing down and sorting the wheat from the chaff kind of thing. Anyway, I decided that the chaff was too good to throw away and came up with the daft idea of putting it in one of those plastic gallon containers and topped it up with cheap red wine and a slack hand full of sugar for good measure. Put it in my cupboard and went home on leave, came back a month later and decided one night to have a slurp. Me and two mates drank the lot that night.

I woke up 2 days later but couldn't open my eyes cos they were all swollen and I couldn't even get my shoes on cos my feet had swelled up as well????

I used to chuck the frigging chaff away after that.

 

Seemed like a good idea at the time.