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“It came from the water…” Jaws t-shirt competition.“It came from the water…” Jaws t-shirt competition.On Wednesday, September 22nd, 2010 at 11:08 pm, 15 Comments »
Whilst the afternoon’s are heating up in the spring sunshine we decided to take a cool dip in the local canal. It appears it’s inhabitants offer a very cool reception :
However this did get us thinking: whilst tiny shark evasion is brag a of sorts, it pales in comparison with the horrors of school swimming lessons or the embarrassment that poor beach etiquette can cause. So in a shocking advancement that requires an entrant to do more than just press a retweet button, we are asking you to post your own funny/embarrassing or just damn interesting swimming based stories. The story we deem to be the most worthy will win our much coveted Jaws t-shirt and whatever else we have lying around (don’t get your hopes up). Comments that are accompanied by pictures of your shark bite scar will receive additional points. Chop chop… [The competition is open to worldwide entrants. The lucky winner will be chosen on the 1st of May].
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You know how the best days at school were the days when a DOG got into the school grounds? Well, I can tell you that the best days at a boring school swimming lessons were when a dog finds its way through the foyer of the local swimming baths, unchallenged, through the changing rooms without notice and then decides to do a few laps of the pool whilst 40 kids shriek whilst the dog paddles on completely oblivious.
My most embarassing swimming incident was while on holiday in Tunisia. Swimming in the sea, I was gripped by a searing pain in my lower leg. Convinced I was under shark attack I screamed and screamed and screamed. Oscar worthy it was.
The waiters from the hotel beach bar came running out to the sea, scooped me up in their arms and carried me back to the beach (have to admit at this point I was only knee deep). They layed me on the sand and gathered round me. It was all very Baywatch. I was still screaming that I’d been bitten, however, was assured that it was a jellyfish sting. Another waiter rushed over, and I was terrified he was going to wee on my ankle, but he skillfully whipped out some sliced tomato and placed on my leg! I was then carried back to my room and told to rest. What a drama – all totally humiliating, but extremely painful. I had jellyfish tentacle scars on my ankle for about 5 years before they finally faded. Suffice to say, I have never been back in the water…
It has to be the first time I realised that white swimsuits go see through in water, which just so happened to coincide with puberty, and swimming in P.E class in a new high school. Whammy.
My bikini top Vs very strong wave machine = red face & happy lifeguards! I will NEVER go back to that pool as long as I live!
My mum and dad were swimming in the sea and mum dived under the water – grabbed dads trunks, pulled them down and resurfaced laughing and giggling – only to find that it wasn’t my dad!!!!
Oh how we laughed! x
My story is very similar to Elizabeth’s, but 100% true.
I was on holiday in Antigua with my family, at the sweet age of 12. The sea was perfect. Crystal clear and as blue as.. well the sea, as depicted in the postcards.
There I was, swimming along by the pier, minding my own business when I found myself suddenly incapacitated, floundering around due to the unbearable pain I was experiencing. Although the idea of a shark attack never came into my mind, I knew that something horrible had happened. I looked down, and floating around the supports of the pier was a smack of jellyfish. I doggy paddled to shore, whimpering and crying my eyes out. All inhibitions aside, I did as instructed by hotel staff, whipped off my trunks and feverishly rubbed wet sand into the sting. Later inspection would prove to find a baby jellyfish in the netting of my trunks.
It may not have been a fully grown adult, but the bastard had stung me on my scrotum.
Disturbing stuff folks. Keep ‘em coming!
@myiamgood on twitter. Being a stick thin teenager,with ginger,curly head hair,and awful tufts prouting out in the oddest of places,meant everyone loved me in the swimming glass,with a goff like me in trunks,absolutlely no-one else was ever going to get teased. Not even Leon,with his 3 nipples!
VeeJay78 on twitter
Was on hol and myself and a friend hired a pedalo. We took turns to jump off and swim in the sea. It was my turn for a swim,I could hear her shouting whilst I was splashing around but thought she was messing around. I felt something touch my ear so I stopped and grabbed the object. It was a turd!!!
Lol! JamesW142 are you saying my story isn’t true?! I may not have a scrotum, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. Lol! x
Well not after the attack you didn’t.
I’ll close the compo tonight so get your entries in now before it’s too late….
Mines quite simple really. When I was younger (too old to be called a child but too young to vote!) I went to the beach with my family. It was heaving with people and we ended up pitched in amongst them all with our really cool stripped wind blockers surrounding us (we looked good I tellyou!).
Me and my dad decided to go for a paddle and being the cool older kid that I was now I decided to swim out really far! My dad at this point was still on shore and decided to go back to sunbathe. By the time I had swam back to shore he was nowhere to be seen and I realised I completely forgot where everyone was camped, and with all the crowds it was impossible to see them. I them proceeded to stand on the shore and cry hysterical tears in full view of everyone! Eventually a kind woman came over and was taking me to the lifeguards when I heard my uncle say ‘why’s hollie with that woman crying!?’
now I know it’s no scrotum story but it totally ruined my streetcred! My cousins and brother found it hilarious! Oh and I never left my dads side for the rest of the holiday either!
Before I go, I have one more, bending the rules slightly I think? 5 girls skinny dipping in the early hours in turkey all a little drunk (personally I think I win already haha) and one of my friends tried to get out and put her leggins on. Now she is abit of a ringer for Dawn French (u get my drift) and a combination of alcohol making her unsteady on her feet and waves lapping against her meant that she continually fell over and got
washed back out to sea for approx 20 mins trying to put these leggins back on. It was
so funny the waving ur bra above ur head game had to stop! We really did think Jaws had struck again!
OK compo is closed. We’ll pick a winner at some point in the next day or two.
We shall go with Elizabeth. Drop us a line with your details.