That’s Not Your Uncle
My uncle use to always “swat” me when I walked past him when I was a kid (like six years old). Like he’d playfully hit the back of my head or back.
Well one time they were visiting us and we went to Blockbuster to get a movie. I saw my uncle facing a wall of movies so I snuck up behind him, wound up, and slapped him in the butt as hard as my six-year-old self could.
Turns out it wasn’t my uncle and that my whole family (uncle included) just watched me spank a stranger. (Well_thatwas_random)
Not me, but my mum. My dad pulled the car over quickly so she could pop into the corner shop to buy something.
My mum returned and without really looking, got into the car next to ours which was a similar model with some random man at the wheel.
The look of confusion on the driver’s face and absolute embarrassment from my mum was hilarious. (spoonybum)
Writhing in Pain
Was chilling outside the locker rooms in middle school waiting for the bell to ring when some kid I didn’t know sprinted up and Falcon Punched me in the balls. As I doubled over in extreme pain he looked closer at my face and went “I thought you were my friend! Are you ok?” I was not ok, and just fell to my knees in agony instead of responding.
A few seconds later his actual friend walked by so he ran off and punched him in the balls. (blacKCastle32)