Dick Dasterdly

My mut usually chooses to do his biz as far under a bush or similar as he can get, making it virtually unretrievable, but at least out of harms way.

On occasions when he has to do it in the open, it's a job for protective suits and tin hats.
The second he completes his dump, he lets fly furiously scratching with all four paws, sending turds hurtling through the air in all directions.
Manys the time I've had them whizzing past my lughole or even way over my head.
Woe betide any innocent bystanders who happen to step into his line of fire.

bil

I thought a large slice of the population were descended from mushrooms?

rugbymatt

I think a large slice eat mushrooms mate....

bil

Ah yes, the snack size hallucinogenics or the more meaty fly ararics? I remember reading that Lapp shamans used to feed the mushrooms to their reindeer and then drink their piss.

I just want to know, how in the name of all that is unholy did the first person who did it come up with that idea?

Lionda

It seems that some of you have strayed off the original subject

I was born inland but have spent some of my adult years living by the sea and although I am not a sea lover I can understand the appeal, it's so calming. Sitting outside a cafe/bar looking out over the Solent is something I miss now that I am inland again.

willmore

What is a normal brit? I always thought brits were a bit.....well you know

rugbymatt

I shall not saw who.... but I know of someone who has experimented with various hallucinogens, including agarics soaked in milk.... very very strange, you can almost see where the whole flying reindeer myth comes from.

bil

Plus flying pigs, I dare say, but how stoned would you need to be in order to think that drinking the piss of a stoned reindeer was a good idea??

bil

All countries have their stereotypes. Brits and the sea, well, I assumed they get obsessed with it as the only way out......

Dick Dasterdly

......and the only way in till they dug that bloody tunnel.
Anyone got a few loads of readimix to spare ?

willmore

Britannia rules the waves and all that...... I was just teasing you.....

bil

Build a wall all round and rename it Daily Mail World??

rugbymatt

Oh I don't know, I've run out of drink a few times and considered drinking all manner of things.

bil

Yeah, been there too, but reindeer piss?

Having said that I once did drink a half pint mug of a 50 50 mix of sweet sherry and genver gin, followed by home made cider.

Now that was a night to forget.....

HBG

This was in Devon too, I mention it because it’s true, I’ve forgotten the name of the game, but it involved some kind of spoof which obliged the loser to drink a single measure of a drink chosen by the winner, in one go.

Obviously, the usual drinks weren’t chosen. I remember feeling bad after a giant gipsy kept choosing green Chartreuse every time I lost. Additives weren’t allowed, and straight gin is very hard to swallow too.

The licensee wasn’t bothered, he made a fortune from a load of nutters being silly. I was driven home by a tractor, or a spaceship, and was glued to the toilet for a long time.