Nativity Plays
Every year the little kids at schools all over get to put on a play. Often it's christmas themed, but the key thing is that everyone gets a part, whether it's Snowflake #12 or Mary or Grendel (yes, really).
Personally I played a 'Rich Husband' who refused to buy matches from some scabby street urchin. Never did see her again...
Who or what did you get to be? And what did you have to wear?
( , Thu 26 Mar 2009, 17:45)
Every year the little kids at schools all over get to put on a play. Often it's christmas themed, but the key thing is that everyone gets a part, whether it's Snowflake #12 or Mary or Grendel (yes, really).
Personally I played a 'Rich Husband' who refused to buy matches from some scabby street urchin. Never did see her again...
Who or what did you get to be? And what did you have to wear?
( , Thu 26 Mar 2009, 17:45)
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More stupid...
I was working in Sainsbury's, in the refrigerated section sans a fleece, and my hands were losing all feeling, so my mind turned to warming up. I thought of hot places and remembered one of the hottest places I could think of...the family car during a long-ago holiday in the Dordoigne region of France. It was like an oven.
Then I remembered how bad it smelt. There had been a cheese in it at the time.
Then I thought "what would that matter? My hand can't smell things. That car would be an ideal place to put my hands."
In my head, I literally said to myself, "I wouldn't mind putting my hand somewhere hot and smelly."
Then I snorted with laughter and a flob flew out my nose and onto a yoghurt. It was disgusting.
( , Mon 30 Mar 2009, 1:42, 1 reply)
I was working in Sainsbury's, in the refrigerated section sans a fleece, and my hands were losing all feeling, so my mind turned to warming up. I thought of hot places and remembered one of the hottest places I could think of...the family car during a long-ago holiday in the Dordoigne region of France. It was like an oven.
Then I remembered how bad it smelt. There had been a cheese in it at the time.
Then I thought "what would that matter? My hand can't smell things. That car would be an ideal place to put my hands."
In my head, I literally said to myself, "I wouldn't mind putting my hand somewhere hot and smelly."
Then I snorted with laughter and a flob flew out my nose and onto a yoghurt. It was disgusting.
( , Mon 30 Mar 2009, 1:42, 1 reply)
hahahaha!!
The last 3 words...just to be clear and all! ha!
Excellent reply
( , Mon 30 Mar 2009, 9:48, closed)
The last 3 words...just to be clear and all! ha!
Excellent reply
( , Mon 30 Mar 2009, 9:48, closed)
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