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My uncle used to ask me to do this when we were on holiday. He loved seeing the panicked reaction from people trying to pull me out the water. One time we almost got chucked out of a Spanish campsite because of it.. the locals fucking hated us 🤷‍♀️🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿
Unplug Uncles O2 when he gets to the nursing home. Payback is a bitch.
 
My uncle used to ask me to do this when we were on holiday. He loved seeing the panicked reaction from people trying to pull me out the water. One time we almost got chucked out of a Spanish campsite because of it.. the locals fucking hated us 🤷‍♀️🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿
Your uncle sounds an absolute hoot!

When we were kids we'd lie half on the gutter and half on the foot path pretending we'd been hit by a car. Luckily my street was very quiet and most times we'd given up by the time a car came along.

Those were the days we'd have to make our own fun, before the internet.

I used to build fancy fires, like dig a round hole about 2' deep, line it with coal briquettes, shove a pipe down to the base and then jam mum's hair dryer on to the end with an extension cord up to the house and we'd sit around and ohh! and ahh! at how incandescent the fire got.

Or get a fire going in the fire place in side and cremate dead rats the cats had brought in with church music playing on the little transistor radio.

Simple times, simple pleasures...
 
Your uncle sounds an absolute hoot!

When we were kids we'd lie half on the gutter and half on the foot path pretending we'd been hit by a car. Luckily my street was very quiet and most times we'd given up by the time a car came along.

Those were the days we'd have to make our own fun, before the internet.

I used to build fancy fires, like dig a round hole about 2' deep, line it with coal briquettes, shove a pipe down to the base and then jam mum's hair dryer on to the end with an extension cord up to the house and we'd sit around and ohh! and ahh! at how incandescent the fire got.

Or get a fire going in the fire place in side and cremate dead rats the cats had brought in with church music playing on the little transistor radio.

Simple times, simple pleasures...
He is one of the funniest guys you could ever meet. He also introduced me Trailer Park Boys so I'm eternally grateful for his existence.

You had a wholesome and authentic childhood 👌 we were the same before the Internet. We just knocked on one anothers door and said "Do you wanna go to the woods and burn random shit? Then steal a trolley and go down the hill until someone is bleeding. First to bleed is a faget. Let's go". Good times.
 
He is one of the funniest guys you could ever meet. He also introduced me Trailer Park Boys so I'm eternally grateful for his existence.

You had a wholesome and authentic childhood 👌 we were the same before the Internet. We just knocked on one anothers door and said "Do you wanna go to the woods and burn random shit? Then steal a trolley and go down the hill until someone is bleeding. First to bleed is a faget. Let's go". Good times.
I tell you, I miss those times.

And those fires.

I still do a fair bit of camping, although its mainly car camping these days. But come wind, rain or snow I can still get a roaring blaze going! Those early fire making skills still come in handy!

We moved on in my teen age years from mum's hair dryer and when we got into SCUBA we linked an air tank to a pipe and really got the coal burning bright!

Glad you had the same child hood. We were never bored.

Did you do the telephone stuff? Like call up some random number and say 'Is Garry Wall there?' 'no' 'is Susan Wall there?' 'no' Well, are there any Walls there?' 'no' 'well, get out of your house quck as the roof will cave in!'

Oh, we were just sooo funny!
 
My uncle used to ask me to do this when we were on holiday. He loved seeing the panicked reaction from people trying to pull me out the water. One time we almost got chucked out of a Spanish campsite because of it.. the locals fucking hated us 🤷‍♀️🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿
Your Uncle should have just done the usual thing for fear and attention in a pool - shit in it.
 
I tell you, I miss those times.

And those fires.

I still do a fair bit of camping, although its mainly car camping these days. But come wind, rain or snow I can still get a roaring blaze going! Those early fire making skills still come in handy!

We moved on in my teen age years from mum's hair dryer and when we got into SCUBA we linked an air tank to a pipe and really got the coal burning bright!

Glad you had the same child hood. We were never bored.

Did you do the telephone stuff? Like call up some random number and say 'Is Garry Wall there?' 'no' 'is Susan Wall there?' 'no' Well, are there any Walls there?' 'no' 'well, get out of your house quck as the roof will cave in!'

Oh, we were just sooo funny!
I miss them too. The good old days.

I love a bit of solo camping with a fire also. I've mastered it like yourself haha. It can be tricky here in Scotland because it's damp a lot of the time.
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From my last camping trip. It was amazing. Fairy lights too cause I'm a faget.

We loved a good old prank call as well llf. We typically phoned our friends parents or school teachers. One time, we phoned about a dozen taxis to go to my friends house while we hid in the bushes and watched. Seeing them all appear within a 5 minute time frame and our friends dad coming out the house, drunk as fuck and half naked arguing with the taxi drivers 🤣 such a good memory!
 
I'll pass on the recommendation. Normally he would do that thing when you hold one nostril and blast snot out the other.. right in the pool. He's a raging coke head so it was always green and thick asf
We've all been there at some point.
I had sex with my (then) girlfriend in the corner of the deep end of the public pool. Bitch didn't tell me she was on her period.... we bailed when the water started turning red...
 
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