Comments on: The various costs of losing bets

By: Sam

Sam — Thu, 13 Dec 2007 19:46:33 +0000

Things I did for losing bets:
1) Skinny dipped in the hotel pool on new years eve (outside in PA)
2) Chugged a gallon of milk. When I didn’t finish in 5 minutes I had to jog a mile.
3) Had to do a “silly walk” (alal Monty Python) for 3 blocks in downtown DC.
4) Had to add “cheese” to the end of every sentence throughout a 2 hours meeting. (“The figures we found were different cheese. We determined it was a rounding error cheese.”)
5) Drove 120 miles to the beach in a convertible (with the top down) without wearing pants.

Things others have done for losing bets to me:
1) Ate 10 pounds of french fries
2) Crazy glued a shirt button to their forehead for a day.
3) Had to clean my bathroom and fix me a steak dinner (She was vegan)
4) Had to wear a perfume/deodorant of my choice to work.

Some of the bets I have entered:
1) Bet I couldn’t eat only pizza for a week. (I did)
2) Bet I couldn’t jump my bike over a creek. (I did and loser and to lick a rock in teh creek)
3) Bet I wouldn’t scream “I love you, Oprah!” to a large woman sitting next to me on subway. (I didn’t- hence my “silly walk” above)
4) Bet I wouldn’t call in “healthy” to work. (I did)
5) Bet I could eat more pickles in 5 minutes than friend. (I lost- had to chug 3 warm diet cokes)
6) Bet I wouldn’t go an entire date without holding hadns, kissing, etc. (I did and we ended up getting married)

By: Sillstaw

Sillstaw — Thu, 13 Dec 2007 19:07:56 +0000

Come, have we forgotten Warren Harding? The man who bet priceless White House china in a poker game, and lost? (I wonder whatever happened to it.)

By: Adam

Adam — Thu, 13 Dec 2007 16:08:13 +0000

When I was in 8th grade we had a terrible football team. So our 8th grade coach, who was obsessed with his looks decided to to make a bet with the team. He said if they went undefeated the whole season, he would shave his head bald.

So at the final game of the season, we won and went on to become district champions for the year. You could see it in his eyes, he was happy we won but at the same time he hated that he made the bet.

Of course we had to have a pep rally and he lived up to his word and everyone on the football team got to shave a small parft of his head. It was classic.

By: aaron

aaron — Thu, 13 Dec 2007 04:57:55 +0000

I plead the 5th

By: Janel

Janel — Thu, 13 Dec 2007 04:16:54 +0000

This wasn’t actually a bet, but I think it still works. My friends and I were waiting in line to see a movie on opening night, and so to pass the time were playing a game of “Spoons.” Well, we decided that the loser of three games had to go hug someone who was in a costume and then ask, “Do you want fries with that?” I ended up losing, so I ended up hugging a complete stranger. Strangely enough, one of my girlfriends ended up knowing the guy.

By: Heather

Heather — Thu, 13 Dec 2007 02:02:19 +0000

My high school bus driver (small town, we only had one) made a bet with the student body during a pep rally…can’t exactly remember what the bet was, but for the 3 days of the State Boy’s Basketball tournament he had a wig and cheerleader’s uniform on. He actually took time to learn some of the cheers. I cannot believe that they even made those skirts big enough for his gut.

By: George

George — Thu, 13 Dec 2007 00:51:13 +0000

My middle name is Thor. My father swears that he lost a bet in college, and will say no more on the subject.

By: Allan

Allan — Thu, 13 Dec 2007 00:50:13 +0000

This isn’t a singular bet but rather an entire gambling experience gone horribly wrong. I was playing poker with a friend who, in an effort to keep games going, will ALWAYS give people markers. The problem is that he usually attaches some outlandish rider to the pact. I borrowed $15 and laughed when I read the note that said “I, Allan, do hereby owe Mike $15 and my immortal soul.”

Well I paid up the money but he went around telling everyone he’d won my soul in a poker game and that I was now unable to see myself in mirrors etc. One day he came in with an elaborately detailed plaque that “Soul” on the front with my name on the back. The only way I would get it back was if I’d play $5 high card with him. I relented and lost… I vowed that I would not fall further into this trap and swore off the whole thing. For about a week. Long story short, I kept losing high card and it took 5 games and $25 to win my soul back. The plaque now hangs on my wall.

By: Doug

Doug — Wed, 12 Dec 2007 22:58:15 +0000

My highschool driver’s education teacher had a standing bet. If you could go for 5 years without an accident you could come back and he would take you and a signficant other out for dinner to the place of your choice… But any accident counted, even if you weren’t at fault.

Wouldn’t you know it that about 2 years later when some idiot plows into me at a stoplight (while I’m sitting still this wasn’t one of the first things to flash through my mind.

By: Shale

Shale — Wed, 12 Dec 2007 22:18:04 +0000

A very long time ago, I bet friends that I would wear sandals from March Break to December 1, exclusively.

In Ontario.

Canada.

Each person in had to make a $50 donation to a charity of their choosing if I won.

I won the bet 5 years running.

And I still have feeling in my toes.