John Doyle
Original ID : 4463 Created On : 2005-01-29 Last Modified : 2005-05-01
John Doyle - a stereotypical heavy-metal kid with long, greasy hair, unwashed, would have loved Red Dwarf right up to series seven, and who spent ten minutes in front of his wardrobe every morning, deciding which of his 25 identical Motorhead T-Shirts to wear.
<ol> - Whilst dating a girl, he was invited to dinner at her parents. Becoming excited, John enquired of his lady companion - “Can you feel my lovebuzz?”
- With the same girlfriend, he went to some forest on her birthday. They were sitting down talking when suddenly, he stands up, cock out, with a boner and shouts “HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” He then proceeds to chase girlfriend round the forest with his boner, probably all sped up with ‘Yakkety Sax’ playing in the background.
- He would only ever phone you whilst taking a shit or having a bath. Which would you prefer? The splash of turd ‘gainst wawa? Or the idea that he might be tugging idly at his balls and thinking “HELLOOOOOOOOOOO!”?
- My mate Ray went to John’s house. His mother had a French friend over, called Pierre. John didn’t know him. When Ray went to use the unlocked toilet, he discovered John’s mum and Pierre have a bath together; giggling, soapy, nude and entirely unapologetic. John explained that it happened all the time. Not the bath thing… his mother having friends over.
- On a non-uniform day, Doyle made a T-shirt which was spattered in faux-blood and had “PEOPLE HATE ME” written across the front. There is not one person in any school that could pull off that T-shirt without looking, and being told that they looked, a cunt.
</ol>Half of these stories are thanks to the fact that girls dating John usually felt so ashamed at the end of it that they had to tell everyone all the stories, as a kind of confessional.