True story. And it's like When Harry Met Sally mixed with Seinfeld's Master of My Domain.
I was having dinner at a restaurant with a few guy friends from college. And were all sitting at a really large booth. Anyways, I noticed that everyone was sitting slouchy and they had their hands under the table and they were all avoiding eye contact with each other. Wasn't quite sure what was going on so I just stayed quiet.
All of a sudden, one of them brings his hands up and slaps his hand down on the table and says "Done! Pay up!" And they all each throw money on the table.
Turns out they decided to have a race and were all rubbing one out to see who get to the finish line first. As soon as they explained to me what they did, I just grabbed my purse, told them they were all sick and I wasn't talking to them for a long time.
I still shudder.
Edit: Oh, and for me back row in a movie theater at the late show. My then-boyfriend dared me.
Edited, Feb 9th 2007 9:47pm by Thumbelyna