So, for Christmas, a friend of mine gets a German Shepard puppy. Lovely little thing.
Anyway, its very friendly, always greets him in the mornings and when he comes home from work, etc. So, a few days ago, he wakes up late for work, and is in a bit of a rush.
He runs downstairs naked, puts the toast on, and goes to the front door, to get the post. He bends down to pick up the mail, and the pup, woken up by him rushing about, greets him, by bounding up behind him, whilst he's bending down for the mail, and licking his testicles!
The shock of a wet floppy tongue on his unprotected man blobs sends a shock through his body, and he lurches forward, putting his head through the bottom pane of glass, in his front door!
He's Ok, a few cuts and scratches on his head, and the pup is fine.
When he told me, I was doing all I could to stop laughing, in case he was injured badly, or the pup was harmed, but once he told me all was well, I collapsed into a writhing mass on the floor.
Comedy gold.
Also, something that happened over Christmas; my Dad sometimes makes holly wreaths over Christmas, for a friend of his, who sells them in his flower shop. Anyway, one day, whilst my Dad is busy making them, he gets a call from Jimmy (the bloke who owns the flower shop), saying that he's ran out of holly, and can he come and use some of my Dads?
He says its fine, and 20 minutes later, Jimmy arrives, takes 2 black bags from the back garden, and leaves.
The next morning, he comes back, and hasn't made any wreaths overnight, because... he'd taken 2 bags of rubbish!
He'd actually walked into the back garden, and instead of taking 2 bags of holly, he's taken our bin bags, carried them through the house, into his car, taken them home, and only found out, when he opened one in his front room, ready to make a wreath!
What a rubbishrubbishrubbishrubbishrubbishrubbish!
Man, I cracked up. I always laugh now, when I think about it. He put them out for the bin men, the next night.