Back when I was barely 18, I was scraping by on a measly scholarship, often so broke I couldn’t even feed myself—hunger was my constant companion. In those desperate times, I’d say yes to a date without a second thought. Why? Because on a first date, guys usually shell out for something tasty and pricey. So, in a twisted way, those rendezvous were my lifeline, keeping me from starving to death. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t playing games or stringing anyone along—I was just fighting to survive, one meal at a time.
#survival #hustle #desperation #realstruggles
So, I thought I’d pull a savage prank on my sister—sneak up while she’s sleeping and blast a fart right in her face. I creep in like a damn ninja, drop my pants, line up the shot, and start closing in for the kill… but then, bam, I lose my freaking balance. It’s like some slow-motion horror flick—I’m crashing down, ass-first, right onto her face. She jolts awake, eyes wide with terror, and in my sheer panic, I don’t just let out a puff of gas. Oh no, I unleash the full damn arsenal, if you catch my drift.
Lesson learned: don’t park your bare ass too close to the target, or your little joke might blow up in your face—literally.
#prankgonewrong #epicfail #wtf #disaster