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Man. Sometimes you hear something and it just pisses you off.

So, APPARENTLY, this hockey "team" has some team "bonding" (I'm not referring to the latest news item) and they get a "f**kbunny" which is slang for stupid 17 year old girl, and they put a BAG over her head and take turns. And, APPARENTLY, the last guy to ...whatever... pulls the bag off, and it's his sister.


Now, this story, both disgusts me and yet, like a car wreck, I can't help but wonder, "is it true"?

I sure hope someone else has heard such a story 3000 km away so that I can dispell it as a retarded UL... but man... what is wrong with .... I dunno. I dunno, but the whole thing is just... err .. WRONG.

Now, my co-workers who told me this could not understand why I thought this was wrong. They are all like "but Tom, you're so... rude. You have such a dirty mind". So what. That doesn't mean I think tossing a girl around like a toy, with A BAG OVER HER HEAD is right, I think that someone accidentally having sex with a relative is wrong, I think that revelling in others misfortune is wrong. Yes, I recognize that everyone has their own opinions and blah blah, but c'mon. What if it was your sister? Your daughter?
I also think the whole story is complete bullshit!!

..Unless Puce pipes up that he heard it too...cause it happened in Nanaimo... APPARENTLY.


So... if you hear a ridiculous, retarded urban legend in YOUR TOWN... please..please for the love of humanity, post it hear so your fellow SF'ers can mock the shit out of it.

i am a retarded urban legend in my town.

actually, there's a guy who does nothing but walk up and down pacific avenue in santa cruz, all day long, verrrrrrrry slowwwwwwwly, and he dresses up like a trannie jackie O, complete with his pink parasol. and if you look at him, he'll smile at you in a not so comfortable way.

harmless but definitely a retarded urban legend. umbrella man.

Leaf wrote:story.

That's just an average night out down in Tasmania

Which reminds me - congratulations to Princess Mary of Denmark (ex of Hobart) on the birth of her son and heir to the Danish throne. Poor kid - his dad is European royalty and his mum is a Tasmanian - that's one hell of a shallow gene-pool he's swimminig in.

That's a crazy urban legend with the sports team and the sister and wow. Interesting.


I will instead share tall tales about frontiers and heros.

Beatle Bob is a guy who looks so goofily awesome and gets so into his weirdo dancing (and just generally loves music to the point where it exudes from every pore of his body) that people will let him into any venue in St. Louis. He can part the crowd and march right up to the front and even get on stage and dance with the band. And bands love him because he's just so cool. He's like the Fanz of the indie/hipster/mod kids, which I realize is very silly on top of being slightly heroic, but still. I respect how he seems to always be having a great time and he can express this so lucidly that people will let him get away with anything. I saw him at Austin City Limits where he danced with Franz Ferdinand, Cake, Calexico and many more. John Mcrae asked him what he was doing in Austin and wasn't he supposed to be in St. Louis... interesting guy!

There's a supermarket near Carcassonne/Villemoustaussou called Leclerc and I often see this guy who I call the Jogger. The Jogger will get a basket and put it in the corner of the supermarket and then he will run laps around the store. He gets one item on each lap and returns them to his basket in the corner before starting another lap. One time, I was driving home from somewhere and I actually saw him run across a national route! He was heading for the store. I also saw him in Carcassonne once, running his ass off, as usual. I've never seen him not running. I wonder how he pays for his things. I know they recognize him at the store. He might have some form of priority or like a telechargement plan or something.

I heard that, after Katrina, Sean Penn got in his boat with a shotgun and started cruising around rescuing people. One story claimed that he got a hole in the hull and tried bailing the boat out with a red plastic cup so typically found floating in the gutter on frat row of Whatever U. He had apparently gotten a bunch of people on the boat before .. it .. er.. sank..

Hah, one time, Nellie McKay was in her dressing room while she toured with Sting and there was a knock on her door and she was like "GO AWAY MOM!" And there was another knock and she was like "Mommmm, I'm busy!!" knock knock knock "GAWSH, Mom," she said, "I'll be there in a second.'
Sting speaks out hesitantly from the other side of the door, "It's not your mum. It's me, Sting."
"OH!! come in" she she said, embarassed and pulling off the embarassed look as well as she always does. "Sorry, I'm such a dummy. Oh I can't bel--"
"That's alright," Sting started. "Err, well, me and the boys are going out to a strip club later tonight and we just wanted to ask if you would like to join us."
"..."
"Okay, I guess not. Just wanted to let you know."
And he never talked to her again.

That's verging on urban legend...

...
I'll stop.

My breath smells like blood. In the city.

Not on snopes

Not on any search I tried.

Note: Searching this subject turns up some 'interesting' sites though.

Leaf wrote:..Unless Puce pipes up that he heard it too...cause it happened in Nanaimo... APPARENTLY.

Never heard of it. However, at least two other people in western Canada have.

Mercutio wrote:Dudes, MY FRIEND was on the same damn hockey team.. lol It happened, as fucked up as it is, it happened.

Hmmm...