I used to set off the fire alarm once a week when I gave the cooking thing a try. Then I realized that when you put stuff in the microwave, you never worry about that. So that pretty much ended my attempts to cook. Pretty much upset my roomates when every Saturday or Sunday morning I would try cooking a nice meal and they would be woken up by the alarm going off. I didn't care, though. I don't really get embarrassed by stuff that easily.
When I was 16 I had just started being sexually active with my girlfriend. Also because I was 16, I wasn't the tidiest person in the world and my room was a wasteland. Every few months my mum would get utterly fed up of it, even though she never had any cause to be in the room, and would go in and tidy everything away while I was out.
One day I come back and she's finishing her tidying, and she's got a small box in her hand. She turns around and it's an unopened bumper box of condoms. "What," she says, "is this?"
It's awkward, is what this is. I decide to shock her with being completely frank, so I go into some thing like "well, they're condoms. I've been dating his girl for a while, do you really expect me not do have these? I know you want be to be responsible when I'm having sex."
"Oh, no not that. It's just, they're unopened. I thought that after all this time you still weren't getting any."
My cousin's new license plate (Vermont, where he attends college) reads: 2G 1C. He brought his friend along and explained it to guy at DMV as meaning "Two guys, one car." The guy behind the desk was skeptical, but he approved it.
Best of all, his parents on the West Coast have yet to find out; it'll be worse when they find out what it really means. Call it equal parts strange (and soon to be) embarrassing.
I love that, rather than have the DMV guy think he was internet creepy, he made the dude think he was real-world creepy. Seriously, how suspicious do you have to be acting for the DMV guy to start wondering what your otherwise innocent text string means?
My cousin's new license plate (Vermont, where he attends college) reads: 2G 1C. He brought his friend along and explained it to guy at DMV as meaning "Two guys, one car." The guy behind the desk was skeptical, but he approved it.
Best of all, his parents on the West Coast have yet to find out; it'll be worse when they find out what it really means. Call it equal parts strange (and soon to be) embarrassing.
This + "I shall return when the bacon burns again" makes this page a winner.
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My cousin's new license plate (Vermont, where he attends college) reads: 2G 1C. He brought his friend along and explained it to guy at DMV as meaning "Two guys, one car." The guy behind the desk was skeptical, but he approved it.
Best of all, his parents on the West Coast have yet to find out; it'll be worse when they find out what it really means. Call it equal parts strange (and soon to be) embarrassing.
This + "I shall return when the bacon burns again" makes this page a winner.
I love that, rather than have the DMV guy think he was internet creepy, he made the dude think he was real-world creepy. Seriously, how suspicious do you have to be acting for the DMV guy to start wondering what your otherwise innocent text string means?
I should add that he did this on dare of some sort; I don't recall what he was entitled to, but I do seem to remember it being little else other than the cost of the vanity plate.
My cousin's new license plate (Vermont, where he attends college) reads: 2G 1C. He brought his friend along and explained it to guy at DMV as meaning "Two guys, one car." The guy behind the desk was skeptical, but he approved it.
Best of all, his parents on the West Coast have yet to find out; it'll be worse when they find out what it really means. Call it equal parts strange (and soon to be) embarrassing.
This + "I shall return when the bacon burns again" makes this page a winner.
I think we finally got a title change
i am against this particular title change.
it wasn't even in the story....
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So I just had a pretty...strange moment. Not exactly embarrassing..atleast not for me.
I got up to leave my Humanities class, headphones in ears, about to go through the door when this girl turns around and pushes me yelling at me, "Don't you ever talk to Taisha again, you have been rude to her all semester!" and then storms out of the building...I still have 1 head phone in my ear, totally taken aback with no idea at what just happened, i look around and a couple other girls saw the incident, all of us perplexed at what happened.
Just for some background, I have a study group with this girl where we have to meet a total of 4 times during the semester, I don't think I have ever even talked to her outside the group, and even when I did talk to her, it was just about whatever the subject was. I gave her a ride home once from one of the meetings, nothing wierd, just very cordial, ride that was it. Thats about the extent of me ever talking to this girl, other than that she sits like 2 seats in front of me and 1 aisle to the right, but I don't think I've ever talked to her in class.
Anyway, I left the building and I see the friend that screamed at me and said girl (Taisha) huddled off to the side, Taisha is just furiously crying like its the end of the world and I have absolutely no idea on earth, what i have ever said to her, or done, or what it was that class period that all of the sudden made this wierd incident happen. Like honestly, I can't think of a single thing, EVER.
I dunno, maybe I just have a split personality like in Me, Myself and Irene where I cursed her out once and have no recollection of it or something..or maybe girls just confuse the hell out of me...my money is on the latter.
CONCLUSION!
So I figured this whole..debacle was good enough excuse to look this girls phone number up on Facebook, and yes, she has it posted there.
I called her today, ..aaaaand this is basically what had happened.
Aparently the girl who freaked out at me was Taisha's roommate, they have another class together, and in said class there is another guy who sits in the same relative position that I do from Taisha in this class. He had apparently been really mean to her, and so, friend decided to take the matter into her own hands and chew him out..only she didnt, she chewed me out intstead.
Soo yea, mistaken identity, and I assume the reason Taisha was so distraught and crying is because well, her friend just embarrased her and yelled at the wrong guy.
So psycho friend is probably feeling very embarassed. Tysha was really cool about it, she was going to explain everything in class on Friday and who knows, she is pretty cute like I said, so maybe i can use this to my advantage.
The story about fire alarms being set off by steam reminds me of a similar experience.
Since my girlfriend is really into the familiy thing, she often goes home for the weekends etc and usually i have to work or something, so I end up staying home alone for a few days to a week. My apartment is reasonably large, and I keep most the lights off to save power. Except for one night in the middle of the week where I was scrambling to get an assignment due in time, and as a result of massive caffine consumption, was feeling rather paranoid and twitchy. So every light was on in the house, and I was feeling safe and comfortable.
I decide to have a shower to wind down as I was doing final checks on my paper. So I jump in, have the hottest shower known to man while attempting to warm my winter chilled bones. As i mentioned before, I was feeling a bit paranoid and had to suppress the silly notion that if I closed my eyes, when i opened them, there would be either a velociraptor or old fashioned axe murderer inches away. This was all good, and i was not brutally attacked as I washed my face. I assumed that it would also be safe to wash my hair, a period of time where my eyes would be closed for a dangerous amount of time. Taking a deep breath, i began to lather up.
While massaging my hair, I slowly contemplated the ridiculousness of my thoughts and slowly came to terms that no pre-historic assassins or enraged killers could POSSIBLY come and attack me. Feeling good that I had resolved a partial psychosis of mine, I let the water rinse away the suds and my silly silly fears.
I opened my eyes into complete and utter darkness.
THEY HAD CUT THE MAIN LINE!!!!
My heart started to thud in my chest, a thousand miles an hour. i moved as slowly as possible, in the complete darkness, trying my hardest to avoid making a sound, lest i attract the attention of my would be assassins. Getting out of my small bathroom took around 10 minutes, before i opened the door, butt naked and clutching the only possible weapon from the bath room. A large Conch Shell.
I skulked around my house in super super slow-mo, dripping water, for about 30mins before deciding that there was no hit squad in my house. I found the switch board and saw that the lighting circuit had been tripped, allowing me to restore glorious illumination and safety to my house of terror. Still, i went to bed with a heavy poker in arms reach.
The next day I called my parents, (who had spent more time in this apartment than I) and told them about it. They laughed and laughed and laughed, since they knew that excess steam from the shower trips the light circuit ALL the time.
So I want one of those steam fans everyone seems to be complaining about.
Be like.. bashful about it.. say something like, "It's funny.. but I thought you might have liked me and for some reason I inadvertantly was mean to you. That'd be my luck.. have a pretty girl interested in me, and make her hate me without even realizing it."
Plant the seed...
... then fuck the plant.
Warning: compliments and women can be a dangerous combo.. I complimented a woman once ance now I'm married to her .
Warning: compliments and women can be a dangerous combo.. I complimented a woman once ance now I'm married to her .
You poor poor man
So, I got another tattoo last night
Part of it was a latin phrase
Turns out the artist, instead of 'aegrotatum', put 'aeronaut' so now it makes no sense
The worst part? The latin phrase was a phrase in English that my friends use to insult my stupidity/another far more embarassing moment I had done
(I still love the tattoo and the artist who did it did an awesome, fast, cheap job so he's getting my business again)
Warning: compliments and women can be a dangerous combo.. I complimented a woman once ance now I'm married to her .
You poor poor man
So, I got another tattoo last night
Part of it was a latin phrase
Turns out the artist, instead of 'aegrotatum', put 'aeronaut' so now it makes no sense
The worst part? The latin phrase was a phrase in English that my friends use to insult my stupidity/another far more embarassing moment I had done
(I still love the tattoo and the artist who did it did an awesome, fast, cheap job so he's getting my business again)
Your tattoo artist fucked up a phrase on your tattoo, and you're planning to go back to him?
Warning: compliments and women can be a dangerous combo.. I complimented a woman once ance now I'm married to her .
You poor poor man
So, I got another tattoo last night
Part of it was a latin phrase
Turns out the artist, instead of 'aegrotatum', put 'aeronaut' so now it makes no sense
The worst part? The latin phrase was a phrase in English that my friends use to insult my stupidity/another far more embarassing moment I had done
(I still love the tattoo and the artist who did it did an awesome, fast, cheap job so he's getting my business again)
Your tattoo artist fucked up a phrase on your tattoo, and you're planning to go back to him?
There is something deeply wrong with you.
I cannot possibly imagine my reaction in this situation. Tattoos are, you know, kind of permanent. An error like that would destroy me.
As i mentioned before, I was feeling a bit paranoid and had to suppress the silly notion that if I closed my eyes, when i opened them, there would be either a velociraptor or old fashioned axe murderer inches away.
I am so glad that I'm not the only one that acts like this when home alone.
As i mentioned before, I was feeling a bit paranoid and had to suppress the silly notion that if I closed my eyes, when i opened them, there would be either a velociraptor or old fashioned axe murderer inches away.
I am so glad that I'm not the only one that acts like this when home alone.
As i mentioned before, I was feeling a bit paranoid and had to suppress the silly notion that if I closed my eyes, when i opened them, there would be either a velociraptor or old fashioned axe murderer inches away.
I am so glad that I'm not the only one that acts like this when home alone.
Paranoia Hi5!
Don't! Don't! Then they'll know that you know each other. They'll hunt you down. Beware!
Warning: compliments and women can be a dangerous combo.. I complimented a woman once ance now I'm married to her .
You poor poor man
So, I got another tattoo last night
Part of it was a latin phrase
Turns out the artist, instead of 'aegrotatum', put 'aeronaut' so now it makes no sense
The worst part? The latin phrase was a phrase in English that my friends use to insult my stupidity/another far more embarassing moment I had done
(I still love the tattoo and the artist who did it did an awesome, fast, cheap job so he's getting my business again)
Your tattoo artist fucked up a phrase on your tattoo, and you're planning to go back to him?
There is something deeply wrong with you.
I cannot possibly imagine my reaction in this situation. Tattoos are, you know, kind of permanent. An error like that would destroy me.
Yeah, I don't think I'd be going back.
What's the phrase?
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Warning: compliments and women can be a dangerous combo.. I complimented a woman once ance now I'm married to her .
You poor poor man
So, I got another tattoo last night
Part of it was a latin phrase
Turns out the artist, instead of 'aegrotatum', put 'aeronaut' so now it makes no sense
The worst part? The latin phrase was a phrase in English that my friends use to insult my stupidity/another far more embarassing moment I had done
(I still love the tattoo and the artist who did it did an awesome, fast, cheap job so he's getting my business again)
Your tattoo artist fucked up a phrase on your tattoo, and you're planning to go back to him?
There is something deeply wrong with you.
1) The tattoo cost me 260 bucks
2) It took up half of my back
3) He did it in 2 1/2 hours
4) It's pretty much all my fault for not checking the stencil before approving getting it tatted in
5) The latin's not that important, the image was what I paid for
6) I thought I was paying for black-and-white and he colored it in for me gratis, additionally did shading
Not sure how this story will go over, but I did get to hear about it for at least two years afterwards…
So back during college, when I was living in a dormitory, I was watching the NBA playoffs with some other guys in a common area. I’m rooting for the Spurs since, well, they’re my hometown team. They’re playing the Nuggets, and no one in the room really has an interest in them winning.
Cue this one neighbor of ours walking in and joining us. I didn’t know him too well, as we traveled in different circles, but we had talked a few times and were even Facebook friends (big whoop right?). Now I had no idea this guy was a basketball fan, but he starts cheering for the Nuggets. He’s the lone Nuggets fan in the room and, as the game goes back and forth, he starts going more and more nuts.
Things were tense but, in the end, my Spurs came out on top. I cheer wildly, shouting the usual “Yeah! Yeah! Fuck yeah! Woooo!†that’s essential to any sporting victory. It’s at this point I realize my neighbor looks really, really pissed. He says to me,
“Man, fuck you!â€
“What? C’mon man, it’s just a gameâ€
“No, fuck you manâ€
“Hey, I know we’re not the best of friends and that we don’t talk much but—“
“No, we’re not friends because you’re an asshole and a jerk.â€
Suffice to say, I really didn’t see that one coming. And really, how do you respond to that? There’s a heavy, awkward silence and, after a few moments, he turns and storms off.
I can’t just let it end like this though, I figure. I mean, it may have been completely unwarranted and come out of left field, but up until now the guy seemed somewhat decent. I didn’t know how to salvage it but hey, I figured I might as well try. So before he enters his dorm room, I shout down the hallway,
“We’re still friends on Facebook right?â€
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We never talked again after that day. Also, my friends and I started using the phrase whenever someone was overreacting and getting angry about something trivial and stupid.
And, to this day, I am indeed still friends with that guy on Facebook.
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Not sure how this story will go over, but I did get to hear about it for at least two years afterwards…
So back during college, when I was living in a dormitory, I was watching the NBA playoffs with some other guys in a common area. I’m rooting for the Spurs since, well, they’re my hometown team. They’re playing the Nuggets, and no one in the room really has an interest in them winning.
Cue this one neighbor of ours walking in and joining us. I didn’t know him too well, as we traveled in different circles, but we had talked a few times and were even Facebook friends (big whoop right?). Now I had no idea this guy was a basketball fan, but he starts cheering for the Nuggets. He’s the lone Nuggets fan in the room and, as the game goes back and forth, he starts going more and more nuts.
Things were tense but, in the end, my Spurs came out on top. I cheer wildly, shouting the usual “Yeah! Yeah! Fuck yeah! Woooo!” that’s essential to any sporting victory. It’s at this point I realize my neighbor looks really, really pissed. He says to me,
“Man, fuck you!”
“What? C’mon man, it’s just a game”
“No, fuck you man”
“Hey, I know we’re not the best of friends and that we don’t talk much but—“
“No, we’re not friends because you’re an asshole and a jerk.”
Suffice to say, I really didn’t see that one coming. And really, how do you respond to that? There’s a heavy, awkward silence and, after a few moments, he turns and storms off.
I can’t just let it end like this though, I figure. I mean, it may have been completely unwarranted and come out of left field, but up until now the guy seemed somewhat decent. I didn’t know how to salvage it but hey, I figured I might as well try. So before he enters his dorm room, I shout down the hallway,
“We’re still friends on Facebook right?”
---
We never talked again after that day. Also, my friends and I started using the phrase whenever someone was overreacting and getting angry about something trivial and stupid.
And, to this day, I am indeed still friends with that guy on Facebook
.
That's interesting considering I've had a certain girl remove me from her facebook as a sign of our not being friends.
LOL, my friend posted a photo of me and him in our Obama T-shirts as soon as they called the election for Obama as his new Facebook portrait.
His conservative friend who had been doing status updates for the last month about how excited they were about Sara Palin removed him from her friends the next day :P
Warning: compliments and women can be a dangerous combo.. I complimented a woman once ance now I'm married to her .
You poor poor man
So, I got another tattoo last night
Part of it was a latin phrase
Turns out the artist, instead of 'aegrotatum', put 'aeronaut' so now it makes no sense
The worst part? The latin phrase was a phrase in English that my friends use to insult my stupidity/another far more embarassing moment I had done
(I still love the tattoo and the artist who did it did an awesome, fast, cheap job so he's getting my business again)
Your tattoo artist fucked up a phrase on your tattoo, and you're planning to go back to him?
There is something deeply wrong with you.
1) The tattoo cost me 260 bucks
2) It took up half of my back
3) He did it in 2 1/2 hours
4) It's pretty much all my fault for not checking the stencil before approving getting it tatted in
5) The latin's not that important, the image was what I paid for
6) I thought I was paying for black-and-white and he colored it in for me gratis, additionally did shading
No. 5 makes no sense at all.
Seriously.
Dont' go back to that guy. You're stupid if you do.
Warning: compliments and women can be a dangerous combo.. I complimented a woman once ance now I'm married to her .
You poor poor man
So, I got another tattoo last night
Part of it was a latin phrase
Turns out the artist, instead of 'aegrotatum', put 'aeronaut' so now it makes no sense
The worst part? The latin phrase was a phrase in English that my friends use to insult my stupidity/another far more embarassing moment I had done
(I still love the tattoo and the artist who did it did an awesome, fast, cheap job so he's getting my business again)
Your tattoo artist fucked up a phrase on your tattoo, and you're planning to go back to him?
There is something deeply wrong with you.
1) The tattoo cost me 260 bucks
2) It took up half of my back
3) He did it in 2 1/2 hours
4) It's pretty much all my fault for not checking the stencil before approving getting it tatted in
5) The latin's not that important, the image was what I paid for
6) I thought I was paying for black-and-white and he colored it in for me gratis, additionally did shading
No. 5 makes no sense at all.
Seriously.
Dont' go back to that guy. You're stupid if you do.
Well, 4 makes some sense. He probably should have checked.
And I still want to know what the phrase was...
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Well, 4 makes some sense. He probably should have checked.
And I still want to know what the phrase was...
Yeah, No. 5 wasn't conveyed well
My bad
Also, the phrase (or what it's supposed to be) is itself a strange and embarassing story. I'd tell it but it requires intimate knowledge of a browser-based MMO that most of y'all wouldn't know about
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That is quite strange.
Probably needs to be cleaned or something.
Fucking owned.
Best of all, his parents on the West Coast have yet to find out; it'll be worse when they find out what it really means. Call it equal parts strange (and soon to be) embarrassing.
This + "I shall return when the bacon burns again" makes this page a winner.
I think we finally got a title change
I should add that he did this on dare of some sort; I don't recall what he was entitled to, but I do seem to remember it being little else other than the cost of the vanity plate.
i am against this particular title change.
it wasn't even in the story....
CONCLUSION!
So I figured this whole..debacle was good enough excuse to look this girls phone number up on Facebook, and yes, she has it posted there.
I called her today, ..aaaaand this is basically what had happened.
Aparently the girl who freaked out at me was Taisha's roommate, they have another class together, and in said class there is another guy who sits in the same relative position that I do from Taisha in this class. He had apparently been really mean to her, and so, friend decided to take the matter into her own hands and chew him out..only she didnt, she chewed me out intstead.
Soo yea, mistaken identity, and I assume the reason Taisha was so distraught and crying is because well, her friend just embarrased her and yelled at the wrong guy.
So psycho friend is probably feeling very embarassed. Tysha was really cool about it, she was going to explain everything in class on Friday and who knows, she is pretty cute like I said, so maybe i can use this to my advantage.
Arch,
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t_goGR39m2k
seriously, if you dont get on that I will
Since my girlfriend is really into the familiy thing, she often goes home for the weekends etc and usually i have to work or something, so I end up staying home alone for a few days to a week. My apartment is reasonably large, and I keep most the lights off to save power. Except for one night in the middle of the week where I was scrambling to get an assignment due in time, and as a result of massive caffine consumption, was feeling rather paranoid and twitchy. So every light was on in the house, and I was feeling safe and comfortable.
I decide to have a shower to wind down as I was doing final checks on my paper. So I jump in, have the hottest shower known to man while attempting to warm my winter chilled bones. As i mentioned before, I was feeling a bit paranoid and had to suppress the silly notion that if I closed my eyes, when i opened them, there would be either a velociraptor or old fashioned axe murderer inches away. This was all good, and i was not brutally attacked as I washed my face. I assumed that it would also be safe to wash my hair, a period of time where my eyes would be closed for a dangerous amount of time. Taking a deep breath, i began to lather up.
While massaging my hair, I slowly contemplated the ridiculousness of my thoughts and slowly came to terms that no pre-historic assassins or enraged killers could POSSIBLY come and attack me. Feeling good that I had resolved a partial psychosis of mine, I let the water rinse away the suds and my silly silly fears.
I opened my eyes into complete and utter darkness.
THEY HAD CUT THE MAIN LINE!!!!
My heart started to thud in my chest, a thousand miles an hour. i moved as slowly as possible, in the complete darkness, trying my hardest to avoid making a sound, lest i attract the attention of my would be assassins. Getting out of my small bathroom took around 10 minutes, before i opened the door, butt naked and clutching the only possible weapon from the bath room. A large Conch Shell.
I skulked around my house in super super slow-mo, dripping water, for about 30mins before deciding that there was no hit squad in my house. I found the switch board and saw that the lighting circuit had been tripped, allowing me to restore glorious illumination and safety to my house of terror. Still, i went to bed with a heavy poker in arms reach.
The next day I called my parents, (who had spent more time in this apartment than I) and told them about it. They laughed and laughed and laughed, since they knew that excess steam from the shower trips the light circuit ALL the time.
So I want one of those steam fans everyone seems to be complaining about.
Seriously.
Be like.. bashful about it.. say something like, "It's funny.. but I thought you might have liked me and for some reason I inadvertantly was mean to you. That'd be my luck.. have a pretty girl interested in me, and make her hate me without even realizing it."
Plant the seed...
... then fuck the plant.
Warning: compliments and women can be a dangerous combo.. I complimented a woman once ance now I'm married to her
I'm picturing you seeing a girl on the street, saying "hey, cool shoes," and then she knocks you unconscious and drags you to her cave.
Gentlemen, let this be a lesson to us all.
So, I got another tattoo last night
Part of it was a latin phrase
Turns out the artist, instead of 'aegrotatum', put 'aeronaut' so now it makes no sense
The worst part? The latin phrase was a phrase in English that my friends use to insult my stupidity/another far more embarassing moment I had done
(I still love the tattoo and the artist who did it did an awesome, fast, cheap job so he's getting my business again)
There is something deeply wrong with you.
I cannot possibly imagine my reaction in this situation. Tattoos are, you know, kind of permanent. An error like that would destroy me.
Wow, the Women's High Council is going to go after you about this. You're not supposed to admit to having powers like that.
I am so glad that I'm not the only one that acts like this when home alone.
Paranoia Hi5!
Don't! Don't! Then they'll know that you know each other. They'll hunt you down. Beware!
Yeah, I don't think I'd be going back.
What's the phrase?
1) The tattoo cost me 260 bucks
2) It took up half of my back
3) He did it in 2 1/2 hours
4) It's pretty much all my fault for not checking the stencil before approving getting it tatted in
5) The latin's not that important, the image was what I paid for
6) I thought I was paying for black-and-white and he colored it in for me gratis, additionally did shading
So back during college, when I was living in a dormitory, I was watching the NBA playoffs with some other guys in a common area. I’m rooting for the Spurs since, well, they’re my hometown team. They’re playing the Nuggets, and no one in the room really has an interest in them winning.
Cue this one neighbor of ours walking in and joining us. I didn’t know him too well, as we traveled in different circles, but we had talked a few times and were even Facebook friends (big whoop right?). Now I had no idea this guy was a basketball fan, but he starts cheering for the Nuggets. He’s the lone Nuggets fan in the room and, as the game goes back and forth, he starts going more and more nuts.
Things were tense but, in the end, my Spurs came out on top. I cheer wildly, shouting the usual “Yeah! Yeah! Fuck yeah! Woooo!†that’s essential to any sporting victory. It’s at this point I realize my neighbor looks really, really pissed. He says to me,
“Man, fuck you!â€
“What? C’mon man, it’s just a gameâ€
“No, fuck you manâ€
“Hey, I know we’re not the best of friends and that we don’t talk much but—“
“No, we’re not friends because you’re an asshole and a jerk.â€
Suffice to say, I really didn’t see that one coming. And really, how do you respond to that? There’s a heavy, awkward silence and, after a few moments, he turns and storms off.
I can’t just let it end like this though, I figure. I mean, it may have been completely unwarranted and come out of left field, but up until now the guy seemed somewhat decent. I didn’t know how to salvage it but hey, I figured I might as well try. So before he enters his dorm room, I shout down the hallway,
“We’re still friends on Facebook right?â€
---
We never talked again after that day. Also, my friends and I started using the phrase whenever someone was overreacting and getting angry about something trivial and stupid.
And, to this day, I am indeed still friends with that guy on Facebook.
That's interesting considering I've had a certain girl remove me from her facebook as a sign of our not being friends.
Arch,
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t_goGR39m2k
His conservative friend who had been doing status updates for the last month about how excited they were about Sara Palin removed him from her friends the next day :P
MWO: Adamski
No. 5 makes no sense at all.
Seriously.
Dont' go back to that guy. You're stupid if you do.
Well, 4 makes some sense. He probably should have checked.
And I still want to know what the phrase was...
Yeah, No. 5 wasn't conveyed well
My bad
Also, the phrase (or what it's supposed to be) is itself a strange and embarassing story. I'd tell it but it requires intimate knowledge of a browser-based MMO that most of y'all wouldn't know about
Do you know how many people intentionally put dumb words on their bodies?
If they refused to give people tattoos because they're dumb, they'd lose enormous amounts of business.
Tat artists do what they're told, and it's your duty to tell them what you want exactly.
Yeah I can understand going back if he did a good job reproducing what you asked him to. Your bad for not checking the stencil.