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<title>Sick in Stafford</title>
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<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1406</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 13:38:17 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Teacher Initiation.</title>
<description>For initiation the heads of year came together and made all the maths staff sniff coffee powder from each other's bum cracks, this ensured that 1. Only the dedicated worked at the school and 2. A LOT of people wanted the jobs, was simply a way to cut down numbers initially.<br />We've never done an "initiation" before but penultimately we ended up bringing the department together; we look forward to using this employment technique in future.<br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1405</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 16 Sep 2011 18:33:27 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Stumbling home after a...</title>
<description>Stumbling home after a drunken night, a group of friends and I were passing the WRNHP. <br /><br />If you've ever seen it, it has a long wall that water runs down. It looks like a 75 foot long rock urinal.<br /><br />Our overflowing bladders could contain themselves no more and we all pissed on the wall.<br /><br />This became a regular event.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1403</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2011 06:32:39 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Pantsed During Gym</title>
<description>At 15 years old I was already a very developed girl, and a lazy one on top of that. It was one of those days where so far nothing had gone right, and as I did the warm-up jog with my classmates for gym it got much worse. I had woken up drastically late, found I had no clean bras, and in my stupidity I had opted to go without as I sprinted the half mile to school in flip-flops. As a developed girl with an attitude who liked some attention, I naturally had a group of girls in my gym class that hated me, and today they were going to take me down a notch.<br /><br />As I rounded a corner of the gym filled with 3 classes jogging, they came up behind me and in a second of deviousness they managed to pull my top over my head, exposing my breasts, and rip my shorts down to my ankles. I tumbled forward with a shreik and slammed into the floor, rolling several times before coming to an unfortunate stop with my head and arms tangled uselssly in my shirt and my breasts hanging out bare and obvious. I attempted to roll over so they would at least be pressed into the ground, but all I managed to do was stick my barely covered by a thong butt into the air and wave it around. After a few seconds I managed to rip my shirt down and pull my shorts up, but for months afterward every guy would hit on me or talk about my boobs or even feel me up, and girls would turn and wave their butts at me and pull down the waist of their pants a little. Even my gym teacher couldn't help but leer at me whenever he saw me coming.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1402</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2011 04:11:07 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Christchurch Earthquake</title>
<description>Im seventeen and go to school this is the exact place i was busing home like any normal day when the 6.3 February 22nd earthquake that devastated christchurch hit.<br /><br />We had finished school early that day and i was listening to music on my ipod. we were on a patch of road that was already a little wavy from the first 7.1 quake that had hit in september, looking out the window at the time i saw the water of the river begin to shimmer the bus was bouncing but i didn't take much notice at first until the wheels started bouncing of the ground as i began to realize what was going i witnessed the ground lift and crack open towards the river bank it was then the bus driver stopped and screamed for everyone to get out of the bus. i jumped out dazed at what was going on as the street began to fill with water i grabbed somebody else from the bus and told them to come with me down the road to grab cones from nearby road works to put in the giant cracks in the road.<br /><br />the water was knee deep at this stage. the bus met us down the road and got us all back on board as he was instructed to drop us at the rest of our stops for safety the whole time we were listening to  the drivers base set saying that the city was a no go and that it was devastated. it was hard to listen to knowing that our parents were in there thankfully mine survived rest in piece to the 181 who did not.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1399</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2011 07:49:03 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Heron spotted</title>
<description>Unlike most tales on this website, it's not perticularly funny, but possibly interesting. I was in Bentley Priory nature reserve, when by boot pond, a heron landed. It waddled allong the edge of the water. Instinctively, I was able to get my camera out quickly, and took some photos, before I moved on.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1397</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 02 May 2011 18:39:46 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>No anal!</title>
<description>In a lecture, just tried to search for 'analytics' on Google. Saw the suggested search result as I was typing and hit enter. Carried on listening to the lecturer. Looked back at my laptop - just done a search for 'anal' sitting at the front of a massive lecture hall. For fuck's sake....</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1396</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2011 16:50:15 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Facepalm moment</title>
<description>Walking round Windsor castle, when I hear an overweight middle aged American tourist say: "I mean, why the hell did the Queen build it so close to the motorway!"</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1395</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2011 16:25:10 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>a group of toffs...</title>
<description>a group of toffs standing by the bar in the gun barrells. An Irish guy is chatting to a group of gorgeous babes at a table opposite. The Toffs keep making smart comments between themselves about the "paddy" with the girls. Everytime one of the girls goes to the bathroom or up to the bar one of these cricket playing morons says something really smart and rude to them in their posh stuck-up accents. After a few hours they were all getting more drunk and more brave with their smirnoff ices. The Irish guy's phone rings and one of the toffs shouts out "is that you're mother wondering when you are coming home for dinner paddy?" Cue laughing all around. The Irish guy stands up, puts his phone slowly down, walks over to the group and ... BANG! punches the cricket guy and knocks hims over a table... Everyone stands amazed when the Irish guy replies: "No, that was you're mother wondering if I would be staying for breakfast tomorrow... prick!!"<br />The place just errupted into laughter!!!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1394</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2011 15:46:36 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Jammy Bottom</title>
<description>For one of the challenges during our committee husting, one of the candidates had to lick jam out of a member of the halls bum crack!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1393</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 18:38:49 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Standard Friday night at...</title>
<description>Standard Friday night at the Union, we find this sticking out from a toilet cubicle...</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1392</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 18:19:06 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>It's a poo story</title>
<description>Two friends were having some banter when the chat got taken too far. Cartwheel said he would poo in Mad Dogs bed if MD carried out one of his threats. MD was quoted as saying "I bet you 10 you would never shit in my bed".<br /><br />A few days later while MD was in the shower, C and an assistant camera man ran into MD's room and took a beautiful video of C doing a shit in MD's bed. For this pleasure, MD had to pay C 10 British Pounds.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1391</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 16:17:46 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Dirty love</title>
<description>After picking up a chav at the Union my friend was making her way back to hall, stopping for a kiss every couple of paces. <br /><br />During one passionate embrace the newly loved up couple toppled over the fencing into a dirty river.<br /><br />After 3 showers she was still finding twigs in her hair!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1390</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 16:23:55 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Naked 400</title>
<description>After a night out at the Union we made the compulsory trip to the running track ready for the naked 400.<br /><br />After much persuasion our friend stripped off and started her challenge. Unfortuantely she was taking way too long and we were getting bored. So when she got around 200m mark we scooped up her clothes and ran home.<br /><br />She returned about half an hour later with some well placed leaves!<br /><br />Sorry!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1389</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 16:05:34 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Argos retard</title>
<description>In Argos, the guy in front of me asked the gormless Saturday boy if he could put some string around a large box, to make it easier to carry. He fumbled for a while with the string and then gave up, saying,'Sorry, we're not trained in string..'</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1388</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 15:48:30 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Amazing beer deal</title>
<description>Spotted a beer deal that was just too good to miss...</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1387</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 15:30:12 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Hello Birmingham Uni!</title>
<description>Does Birmingham Uni have the best banter in the UK?<br /><br />We want to hear from YOU! Add your photos and tales to the map by right clicking where they happened around your university!<br /><br />Drunken mistake? Crazy night out? Ultimate prank? Cheeky finger? - ADD YOUR TALE :D :D</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1386</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 02:33:53 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Hello Birmingham City Uni!</title>
<description>Does BCU have the best banter in the UK?<br /><br />We want to hear from YOU! Add your photos and tales to the map by right clicking where they happened around your university!<br /><br />Drunken mistake? Crazy night out? Ultimate prank? Cheeky finger? - ADD YOUR TALE :D :D</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1385</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 02:34:58 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Hello Loughborough!</title>
<description><br />Does Loughborough have the best banter in the UK?<br /><br />We want to hear from YOU! Add your photos and tales to the map by right clicking where they happened around your university!<br /><br />Drunken mistake? Crazy night out? Ultimate prank? Cheeky finger? - ADD YOUR TALE :D :D</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1384</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 02:10:22 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Cheeky drop of sweat....</title>
<description>In the Woodcock Gym in my first year doing some weights, when a stacked black guy asks me to spot for him on the bench press. Fresh off of doing some arm curls, I was pretty sweaty, but proceeded to stand over him as he did his weights. On his final rep, he was really in the zone, giving it everything he had to push that last one out, when a bead of sweat dropped straight from my head and into his mouth!! How he didn't drop the bar on his face I have no idea...<br />I had to leave straight away out of pure embarrassment.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1382</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2011 11:10:57 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Epic human Jenga</title>
<description>The classic: we have a house party, everyone gets wrecked - including one of our friends who always seems to pass out into a very, very deep sleep.<br /><br />We capitalize on his deep sleep to play the most epic game of human jenga (i.e. how many items can you place on a sleeping person before they wake up...) I've seen.<br /><br />The list of items in our hour long jenga game included:<br />Hoover<br />Full size umbrella<br />Flashing novelty glasses<br />Tennis rackets<br />Ironing board<br />Sheesha (in the mouth)<br /><br />And the cherry on the cake:<br />TWO MOUNTAIN BIKES!<br /><br />I was there when he eventually woke up in the morning, the poor guy looked so confused, took him 5 minutes to work out how he was going to climb free!<br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1379</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 21:36:24 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>PooWatch at Shata Monica</title>
<description>UK Lads on tour. After days of eating US style one of the lads was shitting like a trooper. We were out on the beach, just about to hire some roller skates to hit up venice and muscle beach.<br /><br />This guy was desperate to empty his bowels and after being put off by several beachside toilets he decided it was time to bite the bullet and do his business. He decided that the next one he went into he will without a doubt use.<br /><br />Luckily for comedy sake the next one he went to was the worst one we had seen:<br />No Cubicle Doors,<br />No Toilet Roll,<br />It Stunk,<br />Faeces on the Wall,<br />No Toilet Seat <br />BUT - he HAD to go.<br /><br />I made the experience a lot more comfortable by standing in front of him filming and taking pictures of this act of public indecency.<br /><br />As I was enjoying the moment capturing comedy gold an LA Hobo enters and stands there staring at me filming my mate pooing. <br /><br />Instead of being the human door that was much needed for my poopy friend I decided it was time to leave the toilet and let the Hobo take over watching him.<br /><br />...Sorry.<br /><br /><br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1378</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2011 19:26:47 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The Ultimate Break In</title>
<description>When one of our flatmates was out, we climb out of the window of the room next to his, climbed across the house and squeezed into his room through the small window.<br /><br />Using a cleverly thought out labour chain out of the window and into the other room, we proceeded to steal almost everything from his room, including his laptop, speakers, books, dvds, tv, even his duvet.<br /><br />After leaving his room bare we decided to go out for lunch to let him discover this disaster on his own. As we were getting in the car we saw him walking up the road so invited him out for lunch.<br /><br />He came with us and after nearly two hours we all returned home. The next bit is almost what makes the tale as we couldn't have wished for anything better. As we were coming into the house, the guy started tell us about his weird dream the night before where he got broken into and they stole everything - perfect timing to remember his bad dream. We all went to my room and patiently and casually waited to see what happened.<br /><br />This guy starts shouting and screaming in a real panic thinking his horrible dream has come true. As we were out with him over the last few hours he didn't even suspect us.<br /><br />The drama continued and his panic increased. We only told him it was us when managed to stop shaking enough to dial 999. <br /><br />Classic!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1377</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2011 17:03:57 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Tesco mega fail!</title>
<description>After a Stafford Tower fire alarm at 6am, me and the guys from my flat decided to head on over to Tesco Express as it opened early and we needed to kill some time until we were allowed back in the building.<br /><br />You would have thought, being a huge, international supermarket that their employees could spell, but no!<br /><br />Check out the sign that we saw on the inside of the window! It was there for hours!<br /><br />Epic spelling fail!<br /><br /><br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1376</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2011 15:57:33 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>After a night out...</title>
<description>After a night out my friends and I decided to stop off for some food at the finest Aston has to offer. Whilst we were waiting in line my friend took out his lip balm. Upon doing so we dare him to eat it as he was so hungry. Of course he wanted some kind of return. So we gave him 1. Much to the surprise of everyone he took it. In front of everyone in the que he ate the lip balm and continued to eat it through the gagging and vomitting (gavomitting if you will) of the onlookers. Now whenever we go out we always give him a 1 bet.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1375</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2011 01:04:56 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Unfair Cockblockers</title>
<description>It was freshers week, and me and the boys went out to Gatecrasher, and yes we were extremely excited , as all of us were and im embarrassed to say, typical geeky asian lads, with white boy hair, luckily we had all been at the same sixth form, (which was all boys), and thus this was going to be one hell of a night, as we were finally going to be alongside hot girls.<br />We were fairly drunk, and we walked into gc and analysed what was on offer, we then saw a group of 4 asian girls who seemed interested, so we jumped in without any hesitstion, we danced for a while, when i decided to go in for the first killer move, i touched one of the girls on her ass, and she didnt mind at all, and so my boys followed, we were grinding away, we spent all night with them, one for each of us, then we were about to leave the club, and all the girls were willing to come back with us, at this point my heart was racing, and knew it would only be hours until i would finally lose my virginity, so it was condoms at the ready.<br />Then all of a sudden this ugly fat bitch turns up with three others, and asks us,<br />"where do you think you are going ?",<br />They were friends of these girls, and so the girls slowly but painfully kissed us goodbye, me and the lads were devastated, it was going so well, we had just taken a sucker punch, we just couldn't stay in there any longer, so we left that shithole, and decided not to take a taxi back to aston, but walk back through broad street, singin songs by the beatles, as loud as we could.<br />And as far as we are today, it has all been the same, we work hard at uni, but when we go the club, me and my boys always get cock blocked by some random mother fuckers.<br /><br /><br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1373</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Mar 2011 03:05:11 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Andy's passionate gay kiss</title>
<description>Andy's passionate gay kiss in an attempt to become "Aston Man 2011"<br /><br /><em>(Click tale name for video!)</em><br /><br />Charity gayness, win or fail?</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1372</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Mar 2011 02:56:54 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Pissy Ipod</title>
<description>So in my second year of uni my house mate brings back this girl. This girl was known to us in the house as "troll" which is never a good start to a quick drunken shag.<br /><br />I got up in the morning feeling like shit, walk into my lounge and see troll lying on the sofa in nothing but a towel. Troll wakes up gets really embarrassed and starts asking if we can drive her home, being chivalrous we told her we couldn't be bothered so she calls a friend who picks her up.<br /><br />After she'd gone my house mate comes down and explains he kicked her out of bed because she'd thrown up everywhere when straddling him. I felt like sitting down at this point feeling a bit ill myself and feel a damp patch under me.<br /><br />At this point we're thinking some idiot has spilt water all over the sofa, but then having dabbed the sofa and wiping my nose I recognise the strong smell of piss.<br /><br />By now we're all finding this hilarious and leave it to our house mate to clean up his trolls mess. As the cushions were removed I spotted my ipod that has fallen between the cushions and pick it up to find it covered in piss. On turning it over there is piss stuck under the screen and it no longer works.<br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1370</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Mar 2011 02:09:16 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Charity eyebrow wax off</title>
<description>Three of the guys competing to be "Aston Man 2011" entered a challenge to see who could get their chest waxed without making ANY noise. No yelps, squeals or anything.<br /><br />The problem was, none of them made a noise and things escalated! It kept going, with more painful areas wxxed each time, until the guy in the photo on the left ended up with feet, legs, chest, armpits and worst of all: BOTH EYEBROWS SHAVED. PAAAIIIIIN!!!<br /><br />Great effort though, it was for charity!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1368</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Mar 2011 01:16:59 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The Sick Sling</title>
<description>A night of freshers fancy dress. A rather poor attempt left one girl with just an arm sling and a weird accent. (She was trying to be someone else at uni) <br /><br />In a usual sesh she got pretty battered and in a not so lady like fashion managed to FILL THE SLING WITH VOMIT which soon spilled onto her lap. <br /><br />Unfortunately, sitting next to her I got a minging amount of splash back. <br />What made it worse is she simply used the sling as a mop and went out in the clothes she had just soiled. Not nice.<br /><br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1367</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2011 20:39:48 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Stupid Socks</title>
<description>One day, my friend came home from shopping very pleased with himself after buying some new socks. <br /><br />He came into my room looking a little perplexed and said, "These socks are definitely mens socks, they were in the mens section. But they look a little weird."<br /><br />As soon as I saw his feet I couldn't stop laughing as it was obvious they were ladies socks for dolly shoes.<br /><br />To this day he is still adamant that they were mens fashionable socks but I'll let you decide from the photo.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1366</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2011 18:17:33 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The Secret Sick Bucket</title>
<description>After a big night out in first year a friend and I decided to have a cheeky spliff by the lake with these two girls. He had never smoked weed when drunk before and after two tokes started swaying and pulled a whitey.<br /><br />He slurred “I goottaa goo’ and staggered home to Stafford. That night there was a fire alarm at about 5am but he didn’t come out. We knocked on his door when we got back in but there was no answer. At about 7am we all got a picture message from him – the picture below - with the message – ‘rrrr’.<br /><br />We didn’t see him until about 4pm the next day when he stumbled out of his room. This mess head had no recollection of the last few hours of the night out, the fire alarm or being sick and sending the photo.<br /><br />You know who are you. <br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1365</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2011 17:36:40 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Stafford VEG GARDEN prank</title>
<description>Spurred on by numerous pranks in the Stafford Tower lifts, we decided to have a crack at one of our own.<br /><br />After missioning it to the 24 hour Asda at 3am, we came back with several large bags of compost, and numerous vegetables for use in our prank.<br /><br />So, I present to you: THE VEG GARDEN!<br /><br />GOT VEG?</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1364</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2011 16:50:13 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Steam room sesh.</title>
<description>On a cool summers evening of 2008, a group of stafford freshers bored with the standard rules of sesh decided to create a new type of one-time only sesh; steam room sesh. After Turning on both showers full blast at the highest temperature, covering the smoke alarm and setting up a circle of chairs  in the bathroom a steam room was quickly set up. This was one of the most brutal seshs ever, not only because of the intense heat and harsh rules, but fucking up in a game caused you to do 2 fingers or a get it down while standing on your chair with your face directly against the ceiling with the all the heat that had risen... replicate with caution!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1360</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2011 22:09:05 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>PORN elevator!</title>
<description>By far the best lift/elevator prank ever! Aston University: 2007. The guys from the 20th floor successfully managed to super glue PORN to every square inch of the lift!<br /><br />The WHOLE thing was covered! It took the residents officers days to get it all off!<br /><br />Security never knew who it was but floor 20, You know who you are!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1359</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2011 04:31:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Sneaking up to Dalton</title>
<description>One of a few trips to the top of Dalton tower since it was derelict!<br /><a href="http://bit.ly/gn8aJk" target="_blank">http://bit.ly/gn8aJk</a><br /><a href="http://bit.ly/hd11kU" target="_blank">http://bit.ly/hd11kU</a><br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1358</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2011 03:28:38 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Student house random face-off</title>
<description>A brilliant (and apparently honestly true) story from one of my best friends in Bristol.<br /><br />There were two rival student houses, who decided on a wager to see which of them was the best. They came up with this: whichever house could fill a room with the most random stuff in the next week wins. It could be any random things, and the more random the better...<br /><br />One of the houses got to work straight away, collecting road signs, posters, tyres, plants (typical random stuff) and by the end of the week had packed out a whole room in their house with crazy shit.<br /><br />At the end of the week, they invited round the students in the other house to show off their collection of random things. The other house were somewhat impressed, but didn't seem at all worried. In fact they were very confident that what they had in THEIR house was going to win it...<br /><br />So they went over to the other student house too see what they'd got. Upon entering, the rivals were shown to an empty room, with nothing in it?!? When they started to get cocky and brag about how they'd easily won the bet, they were showed to the bathroom...<br /><br />And there, in the bathtub, was... A real, living, actual, PENGUIN!<br /><br />EPIC WIN!!!<br /><br />Not sure what happened next, but I did find out that a local newspaper had written a story on how someone had apparently broken into the local zoo and stolen a penguin, which was discovered a day or so later wondering round a nearby student park (and then returned safely home). So props to that student house for one of the most random items EVER!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1357</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2011 02:58:52 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Mega Boner</title>
<description>I was walking about the main building one day after all my lectures were finished, so I went into the single honours common room to get about some revision, and just chill out. It was 5pm, and to my knowledge there weren't many people around.<br />It had been 15 minutes since i had been in the room alone, then a girl came in.<br />I was like "yes, im not alone", but then things got even better, she was the girl of my dreams, brown hair, hazel eyes, around 5'7, she was everything I ever wanted. She sat straight opposite me, and gave me a stare, as if to say, "come and get me". I did not know if I was dreaming, but i was certainly enjoying it.<br />She sat at an angle which was so revealing, and then i was in for the shock of my life, she was going commando, i tried not to look, but my emotions got the better of me, and i was genuinely aroused, i did not know what to do, run away, or go across the room and say,<br />"Hi my name is so and so, and i am really enjoying staring at your pussy all the way from across the room",<br />My mind was in knots, the stitching in the croch of my jeans were bursting out of its seams, and before you knew it i had jizzed, without even knowing it, i did not know it was physically possible to ejaculate without stimulating yourself first, i had jizzed my just looking at a vagina, wierd or what, and everytime i see this girl around campus i get turned on so bad, i feel like cumming ten fold.<br /><br />Just thought id share a fantasy from the deepest, darkest recesses of my mind. </description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1356</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2011 00:39:16 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>PS3 and Food v SEX, who wins?</title>
<description>I was coming back from gatecrasher one night, and knowing the shitty Dalton tower lifts i knew i would have to wait a while before getting to my room, so i decided to take the stairs, as i went round the front entrance of dalton, these two girls, inevitably drunk, came up to me, and asked me a simple yes or no question," Would you like to fuck",. <br /><br />To my amazement i was shocked that there were so upfront,i had dreamt of a moment like this, only i was on a beach somewhere, and marvin gaye's "sexual healing" was playing in the background and the hot carribean winds blew across my rock hard 8 pac, but enough of my dreams....., these girls were actually serious, I began to consider there offer more and more by the second, but then it came to me, i remembered that the night before i had made the greatest beef lasagne, and i was aching for some grub, after all the pickpocketing and mischief that me and my mates usually do at gc. I am a growing lad, and i exactly couldnt opt for sharing with these "things" which wanted to fornicate with me.<br />So i made up some petty excuse like,"Sorry girls i just had a circumcision done, unfortunately due to an accident 2/3's of my penis was lost, and has left me all but some of my erectile tissue, so it looks like someone else will have to fill those troughs"<br /><br />So i went back to my flat in relief, looking behind me at all times, to see if these sex mad lunatics were chasing me. Next i sat back in my room with a nice glass of pepsi, and that lasagne i was thinking about, and worked tiresomely through the night on extending my kill-streak on COD. I think it was a wise choice not to hook up with those girls, it was far too formal, and in reality i would taken me ages to get an erection.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1355</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 23:42:47 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Midnight Dip</title>
<description>A friend of mine walked out of the back gate in the middle of the night, overestimated how long the path was and fell straight into the canal fully clothed and with his mobile in his pocket.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1354</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 23:20:20 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>After a heavy night...</title>
<description>After a heavy night with some friends we decided it would be a good idea to randomly break into one of the kitchens in Lawrence Tower with a tube of super glue.<br /><br />20 mins later, everything...... literally everything was super glued to everything else. pots, pans, plates and jars of spices to the kitchen worktop, cupboards doors glued shut, cheese graters to the inside of kettles, tables and chairs to the floor, plugs glued into sockets, light switches glued off. You name it.<br /><br />I would have woken up feeling like a dick but if I remember correctly, it was my ex's floor.<br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1353</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 22:48:35 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Whilst in first year...</title>
<description>Whilst in first year, 2007, and living in Stafford Tower, our flatmate lost a dare...<br /><br />The resulting filth was a shit in a gherkin jar, complete with vinegar, which was then placed in the lift...<br /><br />Quite aptly and coincidentally at a similar time to the porn lift incident... Cue both lifts being shut!<br /><br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1352</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 21:48:40 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Dead dog? </title>
<description>So an innocent girl was given the choor of looking after a neighbours dog whilst the owners went away... easy job right? <br /><br />Unfortunately due to old age the dog died whilst it was away. so the girl calls the vet and says can i bring it in for you to take because i dont want a smelly dead dog in the house.. But the girl couldnt drive... So why not chuck the dog in a suitcase and get on a train...? <br /><br />So the girl is happily walking on to her platform and as she is going up the stairs a man asks "need any help?" she replied "yes please!!!!" He then strangely asks... so whats in the suitcase.. its pretty heave...<br /><br />She couldnt tell the truth so she lies and says a DJ set... She gets to the top of the stairs and the man legs it with the suitcase... thinking its a DJ set hes stolen... not a dead mouldy dog! <br /><br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1351</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 21:38:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Grapefruit anyone?</title>
<description>Ok now to admit to a (fairly) embarrasing story of myself now that I've humiliated some of my flatmates :) <br /><br />Please know this all happened when completely sober...<br /><br />So there were 4 of us in the kitchen and for some unknown reason we decided to throw a grapefruit around the kitchen, it was all very well until I sat down against the broken cupboard (I did think it was fixed to be fair) and then one of my flatmates threw the grapefruit at me and I missed it and fell back through the under the sink cupboard and broke it off it's hinges completely! Oops...</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1350</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 18:58:01 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The Christening of the CHUNDER BOWL</title>
<description>So the second night of Freshers (well the first for some people!) the Sunday anyway! That's 2010...we started drinking at about 4 o clock by playing Irish Snap...thats when we learnt how much of a light weight one of our flatmates is...2 1/2 hours later (and 3 bottles of wine between 4/5 of us) and he was rolling around on the floor extrememly hammered...then throwing up in a bowl now called the CHUNDER BOWL and had to be put to bed...yes this is all before 7...</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1349</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 18:51:44 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Sex in  the Kitchen!</title>
<description>I live in C1 and I made a bet for 20 that one of my course mates wouldn't have sex in my kitchen before the end of the academic year...this was before he started having sex with my flatmate...needless to say I lost and our kitchen has never been the same to me since...</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1348</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 18:38:24 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Chicken Nugget Challenge</title>
<description>CHICKEN NUGGET CHALLENGE 2010 Floor 3 Stafford Tower........<br /><br />One nugget every 15 seconds, must be hot, and only one pint of water awarded. If you are sick you can rejoin by eating 5 chicken nuggets in 15 seconds.<br /><br />Score to beat 72!!!!<br /><br />Tell me how it goes!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1346</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 18:15:53 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Loser Rock</title>
<description>This is where the music video "Loser" was filmed, and subsequently it now has the name "Loser Rock"</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1345</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 18:11:17 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Meat Feast</title>
<description>This one is simple - A 2nd year girl (a lovely, sweet, innocent second year girl) did a shit in a pizza box and delivered it to Flat 7 in Stafford. - Snare dare gone crazy - Apparently Aston Snow Society got into some trouble because some of the shit managed to escape the boxes...whoops</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1344</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 16:32:19 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>We were all thoroughly...</title>
<description>We were all thoroughly enjoying an evening in our flat mate's room when suddenly we heard something VERY concerning coming from the next room...it crossed all boundaries of friendship!! The words "oh my God" filled the corridor and the deep breathing and banging on the wall were just too much for us to bear! We ran into our rooms and haven't been able to look them in the eye again since...TOO MUCH, TOO SOON! </description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1343</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 15:48:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>A friend of mine...</title>
<description>A friend of mine, an attractive young man and veteran of Stafford tower failed to get an auntie position in his second year. This upset him greatly, as he was missing out on all those tasty young freshers (and cheap booze). But not to be deterred he blagged his way into the guild night after night, most times leaving again shortly afterwards to make the wobbly trip back to one of the towers.<br /><br />All was going well until one night in Lawrence. He's managed to find a willing girl, so he's doing what he loves to do, when all of a sudden he doesn't feel too good. Excusing himself for the bathroom as politely as you can when mid-sex he wanders naked down the hall, still at full mast. On the walk down he realises he's not sick, he just needs a piss!<br /><br />So he reaches the toilet and starts to take a piss. It feels a bit odd, so he looks down, and sees the condom still on his dick, now filling up with piss. And what's the best way to deal with a johnny full of piss on your cock? Jump in the shower, let is loose and wash you legs. But of course, you have to shower the rest of you, otherwise you look weird.<br /><br />So, still naked and now soaking wet he returns to the room. Only to find when he arrives a gang of girls in the room. What he doesn't know is one of the flatmates is a girl he'd slept with just two nights ago. So the girls attack him, chasing him out of the flat, and into the lift. He's now left to wander the cold campus of Aston, naked, wet, with nowhere to go - thankfully very drunk.<br /><br />What happened next he never told us...</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1341</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 12:35:28 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Work Trip Prank</title>
<description>Basically on my placement year, work offered employees and their friends and family an excuse to go compete in a "back to school sports day" jolly in a chateau in France.<br /><br />I invited two of my friends who were extremely excited by the fact that we would be able to get a wee bit messy in france.<br /><br />On the way to the station however I decided to play a little prank..<br /><br />I told them I'd got it completely wrong and you had to be an employee to go on the trip.  Earlier in the week I had sourced some work branded T-shirts and brought them along.<br /><br />I told them that no one would know if they pretended to be from a certain department.  Little did they know that this department was completely fictional.<br /><br />My collegues were in on the prank and wetting themselves laughing at the BS my friends said!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1340</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 11:54:27 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>We did a fake...</title>
<description>We did a fake police raid on one of our flat mates. We dressed up in all black, set of the sound of siren on some speakers out side his room, rammed our way into the house. Broke his door by accident...</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1339</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 10:18:02 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>fake proposal gone wrong</title>
<description>After a pretty heavy night a couple of winter ago we were hanging and decided to go to Gosta for some breakfast. <br /><br />We walk out onto his communal courtyard to find a 3 inch blanket of untouched snow, in perfect view of the 60 or so flats that make up the complex. Feeling mischievous, we decide to write 'WILL YOU MARRY ME?' in the hope of scaring the life out of the next loved up person who reads it..<br /><br />We come back a couple of hours later, the proposal is still in tact and we are looking out over the courtyard whilst watching the football.<br /><br />To our horror/amusement, A girl in the flat across the courtyard comes to the window. She is then promptly joined by her boyfriend. We clock her reading the message. She starts to well up and do that thing that girls do when they fan their face with their hand to some how stop them crying. The boy starts to look confused. He is yet to see the message. The girl turns around and nods her head. The boy looks really confused. The girl nods her head again. The boy, now kacking himself looks over the courtyard in horror. He turns around, shakes his head, and walks off.<br /><br />UNLUCKY!<br /></description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1338</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 01:00:41 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Catching fish or AIDS</title>
<description>In a drunken state, I dived into the lake to try and catch a fish. Didn't catch anything, apart from maybe AIDS or something through the big cut in my foot that I got from broken glass underwater!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1337</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 21:11:24 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Hobo beer TOUCHDOWN</title>
<description>A bit harsh, but we were on the way out to Digbeth and we passed a hobo, to be fair he was pretty horrible, kept sneering at people and being sleezy towards passing women. But yeah, we snatched the full can of beer that he was just about to drink and legged it.<br /><br />He chased us screaming out insults, but didn't get too far. We passed some police too - but they didn't say anything, I think they were even laughing too! When we got down the road, we threw it on the ground in a 'touchdown' fashion. It sprayed everywere but it wouldn't suprise me if the hobo licked it off the road afterwards. Haha</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1336</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 20:58:03 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Rum, Porn and Propaganda</title>
<description>Ok so here goes....<br /><br />A few of the lads decided its time to enjoy the joys of propaganda. After doing the standard pre-drink at gosta we were ready to go.<br /><br />The night started well drinks were cheaps and by 11:30 we taxied up and got to the O2. To add to our already drunken started drinking obscene amounts of 2.50 double white rum and lemonade<br /><br />This is where things go wrong.<br /><br />"should we go home and get some ketamine!"<br /><br />this is where everything went wrong.<br /><br />we all had 1 oversized line each and the night ended there no one remembers anything! <br /><br />The morning after the we opened the laptop to find the strangest of porn and to add to that someone was sick on the wall and smeared it in with there hands!<br /><br />We still dont the culprit!<br /><br />lession learned! porn, ketamine and rum dont work to well!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1335</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 20:13:32 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Lumpy beer time</title>
<description>A certain someone threw up in their pint glass and tried to return it, saying that there was lumps in his beer.<br /><br />Long story short, didn't work. Guy got chucked out.<br /><br />Then threw up on his shoes when he got outside.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1334</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 18:58:46 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Emo vs Goth</title>
<description>Saw a goth kid and an emo kid wrestling on the wet grass a few months ago, they seemed to really hate each other. Anyways, EVERYONE in the park gathered round in a big circle and the whole thing turned into a big mud fight, was epic</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1332</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 18:46:43 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>That fishy feeling</title>
<description>we hated the guys in the flat above us, they were dicks, aways keeping us up at night with their riots. so one day we managed to sneak in and stuffed a dead fish we'd bought from the market in the back of a cupboard well out of view.<br /><br />i know for a fact this made their kitchen smell for ages!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1331</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 18:43:54 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Classic lock switcheroo!</title>
<description>Stafford tower, 2008. For those of you who don't know the Stafford tower layout, basically everyone in the flat has a key which can open the kitchen door, but obviously your bedroom door can only be opened by you... Well...<br /><br />My mate went out and left his door open, so we went in and SWAPPED the lock with the kitchen door, so EVERYONE could open his door (and he didn't know this as he could still lock his door like normal).<br /><br />We used this to play a whole host of pranks whilst he was out (clingflimed his room/repainted his room etc) he was stumped as he'd locked his door every time, and it took him weeks to figure out how we were getting in! We even persuaded him that his room was being haunted by elves!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1330</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 18:38:19 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Crotch chocolate prank</title>
<description>My friend Dan passed out in his bed after a night of heavy drinking. He left his door open, so we decided to get up to some mischief (had to be done).<br /><br />We grabbed a bag of Cadbury's buttons and one by one carefully placed them under his sleeping body to melt, particularly around the crotch area. The next morning, we successfully persuaded him that's he had shit himself in the night, and gave him grief about it for ages!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1329</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 18:28:40 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Beer plus lecture equals bad</title>
<description>Drinking a can of beer during a 9am lecture is one thing. But having to run outside to throw up 15 minutes later is another. Then there's not making it to the toilet, throwing up in the corridor and then going home, too embarrased to go back into the lecture to collect your coat!<br /><br />You know who you are!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1328</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 17:55:54 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Open day gimp-masked naked welshman</title>
<description>By far and away my best memory of Lawrence tower was the naked exploits of my mad welsh flat mate. Easily spurred on and still pretty pissed from the night before, he donned his rugby pj hop gimp mask and proceeded to the lawrence tower lift for a naked challenge. Little did he know that it was however a uni open day. The lift stopped on the next floor and there stood a group of prospective parents and students gawping at his japs-eye pierced manhood alongside his inner groin tatoo of the Brain! LAD with his TALE out!   </description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1327</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 16:55:19 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Drunk student directions</title>
<description>was walking back from Oceana late one night utterly smashed, when a people carrier pulls up beside me. It's a foreign guy, with his whole family in the car, kids and everything. He asks for directions to Perry Barr, which I was pretty sure I knew how to get to. He was extremely grateful to find someone around at this time of morning to get directions off, and I was only too happy to help.<br /><br />I gave the guy very clear instructions, turn left at the end of the road, then take the right filter lane etc... then he thanked me and went on his way.<br /><br />About 30 seconds later, I realised I'd COMPLETELY MISJUDGED where I was, and had sent the poor guy in completely the wrong direction. This was confirmed, when 20 minutes later, we could still see the poor sucker driving round aimlessly. Don't ask a drunk person for directions!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1322</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 16:51:16 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Choco fountain meets its match</title>
<description>This girl gets a chocolate fountain for her birthday.<br /><br />After a heavy night out she passes out but unfortunately her flat mates stay up.<br /><br />After much thought one flatmate puts 2 and 2 together i.e Chocolate fountain and fairy washing up liquid.<br /><br />After more shenanigans everyone went to bed only to find in the morning that the Stafford kitchen was full to head height of bubbles.  The chocolate fountain was on its last legs also - sorry!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1321</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 16:14:49 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>the standard pub crawl</title>
<description>pub crawl ended up leading me mcdonalds at 5am, gave a tramp a 2 double sausage burgers as i had too many...found myself passing the train station, so got onto a train..had no money so got thrown off at crewe and told by the ticket man to get myself more alcohol, looked around crewe (its shit), then got another train to manchester (7am now)...went to arndale centre in a ripped pubcrawl tshirt...bought new clothes at primark and put them on, and some sunglasses...then got another train to blackpool and broke into my house (12pm now)...found out the next day my friends thought i was lost so reported me to the police and made many hospital enquiries</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1320</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 16:06:24 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Epic midnight snack</title>
<description>We were walking back from Gosta on a Monday night just after closing, and walking past Sacks pub we noticed two (blind drunk) students plotting to break into the pub. They looked like chavs (maybe BCU students?).<br /><br />We slowed down and listened in to what they were saying, it turned out they were craving curly fries, and planned to break into the pub's kitchen freezer and steal a bag! At this point we were keen to pull up a chair, get some pop corn and watch the shenanigans - but alas the action did not last that long, as one the guys tripped on the step, fell flat on his face and tried to blame it on his mate.<br /><br />They started arguing, and then realised Coffee n Cream was still open - so they settled for that, and off they went!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1319</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 15:37:48 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Drive-by Snow Balling</title>
<description>Last year when it snowed, myself and 3 friends jumped in my car and drove around campus firing snowballs out of the car's windows at unsuspecting students. It was genius, and snow on top of the car served as a constant supply of ammunition.<br /><br />It was going great, until... we got stuck in the snow like a sitting duck, and all of our pedestrian victims started to get revenge and pelt snowballs through the windows of my car, soaking everyone and everything! Lesson learned, don't bring a car to a snowball fight!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1317</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 05:35:52 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>McAnal</title>
<description>Mike asked for a McAnal, to which the response was, "Do you want fries with that?"</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1310</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 20 Mar 2011 00:41:29 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Bucket of piss</title>
<description>Not nice. One of my housemates used to be too lazy to get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, so his preferred solution was to piss in a bucket (from his bed), and empty it in the morning.<br /><br />One day however, he forgot to empty the bucket, and as the days passed by the smell of rank piss built up in his room. The rest of the house used to wonder why the hallways smelt of piss, and due to a drunken confession we eventually found out! You're a douchebag!!!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1308</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2011 23:39:47 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Crap in the middle of the road</title>
<description>I was dared to take a dump in the bushes of the central reservation on the main road, heading back to Aston Brook Green.<br /><br />I did it, got a few funny looks from cars passing by as I dropped the kids off in the grass. Had to throw away my pants tho - it waz a messy one.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1307</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2011 21:37:48 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The ultimate shower prank....</title>
<description>The ultimate shower prank. <br /><br />The water company sent a letter saying that they are clearing the system and we may have  a period of harmless brown water through our taps.<br /><br />We decided to make the most of this and all the housemates decided to come together and play the ultimate shower prank on one of the housemates.<br /><br />We unscrewed the shower head and put in a tea bag resulting in the guy who didn't know to take it out having a hot and steamy tea shower every morning.<br /><br />This went on for a whole week before he realised when one of the bags split and spat tiny tea leaves all over him.<br /><br />True classic. </description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1306</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2011 21:36:07 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Hamster Coco Poops </title>
<description>Now I like animals as much as the next guy but one of my flat mates has her hamster in our shared  kitchen. I don't know her and she doesn't get my subtle hints that the smelly rodent puts me off my food.<br /><br />After a big night out me and my friends came home and knowing how much it pissed me off they decided to take action. Instead of taking it out on the hamster we ingeniously made sure she would be the one paying the price.<br /><br />We opened the smelly rats cage and took about 6 of its little shits out. We decided the best place to store them was in the owners box of coco pops. <br /><br />Although we regretted it in the morning we decided to leave them in there. She has never mentioned it and because she has a bowl every morning we can only assume that she enjoyed her little fluff balls turds.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1305</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2011 21:24:46 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Virgin cash for foreign gash</title>
<description>Hamburg, January 2010, 25 lads go to Hamburg. One of the guys is a virgin, so while we're there everyone quietly chips in 5 Euro to the get-(name)-laid fund. We rack up enough cash, get the guy utterly trolleyed, and then take him to a brothel.<br /><br />150 Euro later, and our friend has just got laid, with a chunky blond German ho. Dignity is overrated anyway!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1304</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2011 21:19:03 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Don't try this speed at home</title>
<description>We drove from Maidenhead in Berkshire, to Liverpool city centre in just over TWO HOURS. That's 200 miles, AVERAGE speed: 100mph. Google Maps says that's a journey of 3 hours 30 mins. Ooopss. Thanks M6 toll, for your empty roads and silky smooth surfaces - Couldn't have done it without you</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1303</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2011 21:02:08 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>A wasted return</title>
<description>One night my flatmate stumbled back from a night out on the town, completely wasted. He always used to lose his memory and leave his phone and wallet wherever he fell asleep on his return.<br /><br />One morning, I was shocked to discover he had left his set of keys IN THE FRONT DOOR, and his wallet OUTSIDE THE DOOR. Haha. Cheers mate, handing it on a plate to the burglars there! Luckily, no one walked in and nicked my big TV.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1302</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2011 01:41:56 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Big Brother Bastard</title>
<description>God knows why, but me and my flatmate thought it would be fun to apply for the last season of Big Brother.<br /><br />To make it even more stupid we decided to stay up all night the night before as we needed to start queuing at about 5am. Despite getting there as early as possible the queue was huugee. We waited out in the cold for hours and then started the very tedious audition process.<br /><br />All was going well until one of the last stages where we were separated into groups with other applicants.<br />In each group we had to go around and evict one person who went home. It came to my friends deciding vote and after hours of waiting around and acting like a prat to get selected....he voted me off! <br /><br />My celebrity days ended before they even began.<br /><br />You know who you are! </description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1301</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2011 01:21:32 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Snorting a kebab</title>
<description>My friend Adam tried to snort a chicken kebab with Chili sauce on it. It goes without saying: his nose got raped pretty badly. Fool!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1298</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2011 17:49:45 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>University Frustration Masterbation</title>
<description>Today I was in the toilets (usually pretty empty)<br /><br />I had to drop my load so got comfy in a cubicle. I quickly realised someone was next to me and sounded like he was finishing up.<br /><br />After about 30 seconds I realised that the repetitive motion he was doing, washappening pretty fast. it soon got faster, and faster, and faster.<br /><br />After about another 30 seconds it all stopped. A bit more toilet roll. A flush. Then he left!<br /><br />The dirty bugger only went and beat his meat in the bog!<br /><br /><br />You know who you are!<br /><br />Tale Told!  </description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1297</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2011 13:20:40 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The girls of the OC</title>
<description>Five beautiful ladies live here!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1295</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2011 20:36:51 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>"You're not wearing shoes..."</title>
<description>After a very heavy night out me and two friends decided to take a walk to the lake after having a few final beers back at Stafford.<br /><br />One of the guys was extremely worse for ware. It started getting messy as he was swaying as he walked.<br /><br />All of a sudden he starts throwing up. Massive chunders after every step.<br /><br />His aim was obviously a little off and he slurred, "arrrgghhh, I've been sick all over my shoes!"<br /><br />We looked down and cracked up as we said, "You're not wearing any shoes" - He had put flip flops on and had his puke all over his feet squelching inbetween his toes.<br /><br />Totally minging but bloody hilarious!  <br /><br />You know who you are! </description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1294</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2011 18:35:27 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>That sparkly thong</title>
<description>After a night out me and two friends decided to play the classic game of ‘last one to kick the football at the fire escape sign does a forfeit’. <br /><br />Luckily I pulled it out of the bag and hit the sign. My losing mate had to wear nothing but a sparkly thong and run all the way from our 9th floor flat across the road in the pissing rain, touch the doors of Matthew Boulton College and back up again.<br /><br />He is extremely embarrassed (especially because I have the video) but it was a true classic.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1293</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2011 10:09:55 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>New Year's Alone</title>
<description>So after getting suitably smashed at our flat a group of about 15 of us headed to broadstreet to see the fireworks on New Years.<br /><br />Three guys stopped off at the Square Peg on route for a toilet break. When two came out they assumed that the third had gone with the rest of the group.<br /><br />5 minutes until midnight when we had all assembled at the bottom of Broad Street we realized that this guy was missing. At this time he was miles away and the phone lines had already started clogging up with New Year calls.<br /><br />The inevitable happened and new year hit…the poor guy was on his own.<br /><br />Although he knows the two guys that left him. I feel they need to be publically shunned. So here you are!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1292</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2011 10:08:23 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The Pissy Palm</title>
<description>This one always sticks in my mind. In Freshers year 2007 one of the Aunties was leading his poor innocent freshers into absolute mayhem.<br /><br />He made a big deal about an inflatable palm tree at the beach party night. Shortly afters pictures popped up all over facebook of people posing with, kissing, hugging and loving the palm tree.<br /><br />He then decided to tell everyone that he had previously pissed all over it before the fun began.<br /><br />You know who you are!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1291</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2011 03:25:26 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Stop shouting at pigeons</title>
<description>Every time I walk into the city centre, I have to pass a fat old homeless guy living under the canal bridge who shouts at pigeons. Someone get this man a can of special brew, pronto!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1290</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 00:35:37 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Homeless mania!</title>
<description>So I'm standing outside the two-floored Tesco Metro store on New street waiting for some friends to finish at the tills.<br /><br />Then from nowhere a (probably homeless) big black guy comes bolting out of the store chased by about 3 security guards... He doesn't get far, and they tackle him to the ground. Out of his jacket fall 2 bottles of Jack Daniels which smash on the pavement. The Tesco guys manage to drag the guy kicking and screaming (like a girl) back into the Tesco store to wait for the police...<br /><br />WHILST this is happening, a busker on a guitar next to me starts arguing with a passing big issue seller about some small thing (they really seemed to hate each other), and start squaring up to each other. Then the big issue seller roles up a magazine, the busker picks his guitar up like a baseball bat and off they go down the alley to fight...<br /><br />And just when I think it couldn't get any more eventful: BANG, a back door in the Tesco store fliers open and guess who bolts out: The JD thief! He gets further this time, but is still clotheslined by a willing member of the public and dragged back to the police who have now arrived. What a pantomime!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1289</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2011 19:38:34 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Supersoaker payback</title>
<description>Stafford Tower, May 2008. After being laughed at by our Lakeside neighbors all year for having MANY fire alarms, which required evacuation whilst the smug bastards slept, the stafford tower residents decided to really get their own back...<br /><br />3am, Wednesday night: the fire alarm at LAKESIDE goes off for once! Everyone in the floor (14) relocates to the kitchen window and out comes the super soaker, which is used to COMPLETELY SOAK all the evacuating lakeside residents accumulating below the window in ice cold water.<br /><br />Floors above us were also throwing items, including bagels, milk and water balloons.<br /><br />We did this several times until security came up and threatened to fine us 1000 quid, but we stuck by our guns and blamed the floor above, never to hear from them again...<br /><br />YEAH, PAYBACK BITCH!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1288</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2011 19:29:27 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Pube Dusting</title>
<description>One time, on a lads holiday, we were rather drunk, ready to head out into town. All of a sudden, one of my friends drops his trousers and trims his gentlemans area with some clippers. <br /><br />Given one of our friends was yet to arrive (stuck in traffic) we decided the best use of our 'offcuts' was to put the,m under his pillow.<br /><br />Needless to say, when her arrived, and flopped onto his bed to relax, he wasn't best impressed by the shower of pubes he found himself in! </description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1287</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2011 18:08:39 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Cheeky finger</title>
<description>2 years ago, I got fingered here.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1286</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2011 16:14:24 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Student Kidnappings...</title>
<description>In my first year, a friend of mine drove a large 4x4, and on an open day we piled in dressed in various costumes, raced down the street towards a group of visitors and their (shocked) tour guide, screeched to a halt, jumped out, and proceeded to bundle our victim (a volunteer) into the back of the 4x4 and race off, much to the shock of everyone else! I do hope we didn't put anyone off...</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1285</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 26 Feb 2011 23:40:24 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Shit in a blender</title>
<description>After a night out we went for a snoop around other flats and returned with a blender. Fast forward a few hours and we awake and decide it would be a good idea to use it. The usual goes in, mouldy milk, mouldy food, eggs and whatever else we can find. Then we have a brainwave.. what about.. POO!! <br />So our housemate went to relieve himself in the blender and bring it back into the kitchen, by which time another housemate had finished cooking his full english, and had started eating it...<br />The blender went from a grey to a dark brown in seconds, our housemate stopped eating and started gagging, so we decided to throw it away, all the time laughing... Until the housemate throwing it away started to hurl all over the bathroom due to the smell... Never shit in a blender, its not a good idea.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1284</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2011 20:49:18 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>stafford water slide</title>
<description>Stafford 13 2007 - put fairy liquid and water all along the hallway of the flat which made an A-MAZING water slide. If you are living there you'd be a fool not to try it! </description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1283</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2011 19:01:04 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Man enters drunken piggyback race, falls</title>
<description>On the way home I was challenged to win a drunken piggyback race. Halfway I managed to fall over something and my 'passenger' landed on the back of my head - it hurt</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1282</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 20:33:09 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Milk no sugar</title>
<description>After a difficult year in Stafford tower with the cleaners stealing food from me, I was feeling particularly bitter on the day I moved out. Filling up an empty coffee jar with off milk, I pulled my wardrobe away from the wall, placed said jar behind it and returned it to its normal position. The room STANK of off milk within three hours when I left it for good. I would imagine the jar remained there unfound for at least a month. The room probably still stinks to this day..</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1281</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2011 19:27:29 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The time with the jerry can....</title>
<description>Running out of petrol is never good.  Running out of petrol outside a petrol station with an e-class Mercedes is just shameful.  </description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1277</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2011 17:34:01 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>When a 15 minute taxi ride is too long..</title>
<description>PUBLIC ACT OF INDECENCY! Never again? Maybe.  </description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1276</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2011 17:30:18 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Hot Girl in Lift....10/02/2011?</title>
<description>Saw this amazingly hot girl in Block D lift the other day, girl, if you read this visit me? D634.</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1275</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2011 22:36:05 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The great glass heist of Gosta</title>
<description>A certain floor in Stafford tower 2007-2008 went on a spree in Gosta with the aim of collecting every single brand of glass in the pub.<br /><br />A certain little Chinese guy used to walk out with over 10 stacked in down the side of his coat and they quickly got every glass, even the half pints!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1263</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2011 12:29:23 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Sicky Shit in Gatecrasher!</title>
<description>Guy drops a bomb in crasher toilets. Shows his friend the utter destruction, immediately friend is sick as friend 2 looks in cubicle to investigate. Seeing the savage beast that had been produced friend 2 starts to spew as well.<br /><br />To top it off, in walks drunken Irish guy who cracks out a chirpy little tune about sicky shitty situation. You know who you are!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1262</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2011 17:38:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>YMCA toga party</title>
<description>Toga wearing females line up beside the bus stop (route 915) to perform YMCA to lucky onlookers. </description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1257</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2011 22:44:22 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Guild sex!</title>
<description>I've never.....had sex on the Guild steps and been discovered by THE GEEKIEST BOY IN THE WORLD. Oh...</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1254</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2011 22:30:45 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>UFO Penis!!!</title>
<description>Naming no names...one of our dear Northern friends once got a weeeeeee bit too jolly for her own good and had sex on her desk and could not distinguish his penis from a UFO! Awkwarddd.......</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1253</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2011 22:27:53 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Snack Attack</title>
<description>A flat mate brings round one of our neighbours for a bit of loving after a night out.<br />In a drunken mischievous mood, me and friends kindly offer her some victoria sponge which we had previously laced with 999 hot sauce (stupidly hot novelty sauce).<br /><br />The poor girl ran to the sink screaming her head off! After splashing a bit of water we remember that we had jokingly bought some Cow and Gate baby milk earlier that day. As we all know milk is better for cooling chilli than water.<br /><br />Yes...she drunk the breast milk substitue. Although feeling slightly it was incredibly funny!<br /><br />You know who you are!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1252</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2011 10:11:19 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The Brown Bakery Confession</title>
<description>Here it is, the confession! <br />Stafford Tower, Floor 2, 2007-08. Big issues with people eating everyones food. So in order to find the criminals me and a friend baked two big cakes, one was a nice chocolate cake the other was FULL of laxatives. Being impatient to wait for the criminal we offered the cakes to all 18 people on our floor telling them the sticky part baked laxatives were caramel. <br />Everyone loved the delights of the brown bakery until illness struck that night. No one ever made the connection until now!</description>
<link>http://www.whatsyourtale.com/tale/1006</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2011 18:39:00 GMT</pubDate>
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