Barry Posted April 20, 2008 Share Posted April 20, 2008 We all saw some very odd things in the bogs at ***** but by far the scariest practise was the lads that used to shoot air into their veins, via a syringe, and let the air bubble travel up their arm (Bearing in mind if the bubble went over your shoulder - VHOOM! - into your brain and you weren't gonna be in the bogs next week), whilst the two opposing groups of 'friends' of the topless bubble armed gamblers, laid bets on who would bottle out first. Basically, the lad who allowed the air bubble to travel the farthest up his arm, won. They then forced the air bubble back down the vein and out the puncture-hole. FFS!! Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
Guest Gavin Page Posted April 20, 2008 Share Posted April 20, 2008 We all saw some very odd things in the bogs at ***** but by far the scariest practise was the lads that used to shoot air into their veins, via a syringe, and let the air bubble travel up their arm (Bearing in mind if the bubble went over your shoulder - VHOOM! - into your brain and you weren't gonna be in the bogs next week), whilst the two opposing groups of 'friends' of the topless bubble armed gamblers, laid bets on who would bottle out first. Basically, the lad who allowed the air bubble to travel the farthest up his arm, won. They then forced the air bubble back down the vein and out the puncture-hole. FFS!! Kin Ell ! Done some silly things in my time but as you say FFS! Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
Barry Posted April 20, 2008 Author Share Posted April 20, 2008 Kin Ell ! Done some silly things in my time but as you say FFS! I stuck to Ten Bob wally meself. Not much safer in reality due to the 5mm of piss that your ten bob had to surf through on it's way to the wall before you picked it up. Pie anyone? Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
Guest Posted April 20, 2008 Share Posted April 20, 2008 We all saw some very odd things in the bogs at ***** but by far the scariest practise was the lads that used to shoot air into their veins, via a syringe, and let the air bubble travel up their arm (Bearing in mind if the bubble went over your shoulder - VHOOM! - into your brain and you weren't gonna be in the bogs next week), whilst the two opposing groups of 'friends' of the topless bubble armed gamblers, laid bets on who would bottle out first. Basically, the lad who allowed the air bubble to travel the farthest up his arm, won. They then forced the air bubble back down the vein and out the puncture-hole. FFS!! Won what ? What was the next " game " for these oppertunists ? - Russian Labotomy ? ........ I have heard some tales about goings on at W***n , but the " bubble shooting up " takes the garibaldi ........ Malc Burton Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
Barry Posted April 20, 2008 Author Share Posted April 20, 2008 Won what ? What was the next " game " for these oppertunists ? - Russian Labotomy ? ........ I have heard some tales about goings on at W***n , but the " bubble shooting up " takes the garibaldi ........ Malc Burton Their mates put money on who would be the 'winner'. I never took me Dad again after that. Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
Guest Posted April 20, 2008 Share Posted April 20, 2008 (edited) Their mates put money on who would be the 'winner'. I never took me Dad again after that. You took your Father to Wigan ? ......... Anyway , I thought that the only bets were placed , was when it was going through its' commercial phase , in order to see when / if Dustbin would play a soul record ........ The tongue - in - cheek statement in the last paragraph was meant as a joke , before the TSNBTNOTHS * police knock on my door ........ ( * Thou shalt not besmirch the name of the holy shrine ) Malc Burton Edited April 20, 2008 by Malc Burton Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
ImberBoy Posted April 20, 2008 Share Posted April 20, 2008 I stuck to Ten Bob wally meself. Not much safer in reality due to the 5mm of piss that your ten bob had to surf through on it's way to the wall before you picked it up. Pie anyone? Barry, not sure if the unit measurement of "5mm" was invented at the time Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
Guest Gavin Page Posted April 20, 2008 Share Posted April 20, 2008 Thou shalt not besmirch the name of the holy shrine Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
Peter99 Posted April 20, 2008 Share Posted April 20, 2008 We all saw some very odd things in the bogs at ***** but by far the scariest practise was the lads that used to shoot air into their veins, via a syringe, and let the air bubble travel up their arm (Bearing in mind if the bubble went over your shoulder - VHOOM! - into your brain and you weren't gonna be in the bogs next week), whilst the two opposing groups of 'friends' of the topless bubble armed gamblers, laid bets on who would bottle out first. Basically, the lad who allowed the air bubble to travel the farthest up his arm, won. They then forced the air bubble back down the vein and out the puncture-hole. FFS!! As everyone else has said - what the fook! Were people that bored? I thought the "hard core" boys who were into cranking there gear would have been to eager to get there buzz. The mind boggles - there's certainly did. Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
good angel Posted April 20, 2008 Share Posted April 20, 2008 Barry, not sure if the unit measurement of "5mm" was invented at the time Thats a little tiddler Kev Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
El Corol Posted April 29, 2008 Share Posted April 29, 2008 I remember a piece of graffiti on the wall of the toilets that said "Wigan is a poor excuse for a pharmacy"....made me chuckle at the time Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
Guest kevnewry Posted April 29, 2008 Share Posted April 29, 2008 As everyone else has said - what the fook! Were people that bored? I thought the "hard core" boys who were into cranking there gear would have been to eager to get there buzz. The mind boggles - there's certainly did. AINT THAT THE TRUTH..... TRIED TO STAY OUTA THOSE INFAMOUS BOGS AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. THERE MUST HAVE BEEN A WHOLE NEW WORLD IN THERE WENT IN ONCE 2 TRY ON A PAIR OF SPENCERS ME MUM ASKED ME THE NEXT DAY... DID U PISS YOURSELF LAST NIGHT SON . Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
Guest Mark Holmes Posted April 30, 2008 Share Posted April 30, 2008 (edited) After the first time I went to bogs and thought I had walked into New Delhi during a monsoon I thought there must be a scientific way to avoid this. So I only drank waht I could sweat out therefore avoiding typhoid, bubonic plague and anything else that could survive a nuclear winter but could reside in Station Road. In the bogs that is. Edited April 30, 2008 by Mark Holmes Link to comment Social source share More sharing options...
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