Comments on: Five ways to shit your pants. http://www.brianthacker.tv/blog/five-ways-to-shit-your-pants/ Just another WordPress weblog Mon, 23 Jan 2012 08:04:45 +1100 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.2 hourly 1 By: Epiphanie http://www.brianthacker.tv/blog/five-ways-to-shit-your-pants/comment-page-1/#comment-1143 Epiphanie Thu, 03 Jun 2010 10:22:20 +0000 http://www.brianthacker.tv/blog/?p=1846#comment-1143 Appropriately horrifying... I think being violently ill in Togo and not falling off the cliff sound the most dramatic to me. Having never been to Africa (aside for the first seven months of my life), I would be paralysed by paranoia at even the slightest sign of ill health! The scariest thing that ever happened to me doesn't quite compare, but happened in Vietnam... I thought my motorcycle driver was going to attack me when I threw the amount of dong he refused to take onto the street in front of him and started to walk off. Not only had he not taken me to the place I wanted, he had just driven me a few hundred metres down a road to a petrol station (apparently he wasn't in the mood to take me all the way to the Cao Dai Holy See, the one and only traditional tourist attraction in Tay Ninh, which I couldn't have been any more clear about). I backed away as he came threateningly forward, clenched fist in the air, lessening the space between us... I decided to run into the nearest private home, where the family allowed me to stay until the deranged creep gave up trying to exact violent revenge and went off to cheat another unsuspecting customer. Appropriately horrifying… I think being violently ill in Togo and not falling off the cliff sound the most dramatic to me. Having never been to Africa (aside for the first seven months of my life), I would be paralysed by paranoia at even the slightest sign of ill health!

The scariest thing that ever happened to me doesn’t quite compare, but happened in Vietnam… I thought my motorcycle driver was going to attack me when I threw the amount of dong he refused to take onto the street in front of him and started to walk off. Not only had he not taken me to the place I wanted, he had just driven me a few hundred metres down a road to a petrol station (apparently he wasn’t in the mood to take me all the way to the Cao Dai Holy See, the one and only traditional tourist attraction in Tay Ninh, which I couldn’t have been any more clear about). I backed away as he came threateningly forward, clenched fist in the air, lessening the space between us… I decided to run into the nearest private home, where the family allowed me to stay until the deranged creep gave up trying to exact violent revenge and went off to cheat another unsuspecting customer.

]]> By: Brian Thacker http://www.brianthacker.tv/blog/five-ways-to-shit-your-pants/comment-page-1/#comment-1141 Brian Thacker Thu, 03 Jun 2010 06:31:20 +0000 http://www.brianthacker.tv/blog/?p=1846#comment-1141 .. and thank you Adrian. Yes, that is my leg. Only kidding - and I think i may have had a bit trouble riding home with that branch hanging out! cheers brian .. and thank you Adrian.

Yes, that is my leg.

Only kidding – and I think i may have had a bit trouble riding home with that branch hanging out!

cheers
brian

]]> By: Adrian Carrick http://www.brianthacker.tv/blog/five-ways-to-shit-your-pants/comment-page-1/#comment-1140 Adrian Carrick Thu, 03 Jun 2010 06:29:36 +0000 http://www.brianthacker.tv/blog/?p=1846#comment-1140 Hi Brian Thanks for the blog topic - it was mine after all :) Please tell me that really isn't your leg, though! cheers Adrian C Hi Brian

Thanks for the blog topic – it was mine after all :)

Please tell me that really isn’t your leg, though!
cheers

Adrian C

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