Holy crap, this thread has almost vanished. Okay, I got one from yesterday.
Me and my girlfiend are sitting in a restaurant, discussing the Wolverine movie. She's a fan of Deadpool, and was relating to me some moments of his she enjoyed.
I replied by relating to her a scan i'd seen in Graphic Violence of a page where he Street Fighters it up and Shoryukens someone (I think it was Shadowcat) to piss Wolverine off.
Now, me being partially italian, I tend to gesture a lot when I get into a conversation. So I actually mimed the shoryuken with my arm. A waitress immediately came by and asked if we needed anything, as I had "gestured to her." I had fun explaining what I had actually done.
Okay that's not THAT funny, but still, outdo me, people!
I was hoping this was going to end with you punching someone in the face, so I'll tell this story:
End of Senior year at college, we're throwing a party at my place, and this girl comes by, who I've known for a long time and actually drunkenly slept with once now I think of it.
Anyway, she's about 5' nothing" and perhaps 95 lbs. She's a tiny girl. We're drinking and joking and fooling around in the living room with everyone and she starts sort of play-fighting with me, and I go to pantomime a punch to the jaw.
Well, I'm drunk and she's drunk and so I maybe do it a little too fast and snap the punch as I've been trained and she manages to lean forward at the same time and I end up just busting that bitch's lip wide the fuck open. There is immediately a lot of blood. She's screaming and runs into the bathroom and everyone just falls over laughing as I'm going and shouting my apologies through the door. The rest of the night was neither strange nor embarrassing because it just meant I ended up dealing with all her craziness because her "friends" ditched her at my house because they were sick of her crazy.
EDIT: See, Manny, what you were supposed to do there was turn, see her, give a big smile, say "yo, wasup," and then keep playing.
Oh man, that reminds me of a car journey back from Scotland, where I reached over and pinched my brother's nose for no reason. His nose just fucking explodes with blood all over the place and I got into a bunch of shit. I think I was 14, he would have been 12.
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Yes in hindsight I should have done something cool with that. So that reminds me of more stupid I have done in life. So, its my 21st B-day and I really have never drank before. I mean I have had a sip here and there of alcohol but I was for the most part strait edge until my 21st. There is a good amount of people here and I'm drinking light girly drinks (trying to not get too drunk). Then one of my friends comes at me with a bottle of 151, fills a double shot glass with it and tells me, "if you can drink this, you will be able to handle anything tonight." Of course I drink it down and proceed to cough and wheeze at how it tastes like burning.
From here the night gets a little hazy (because I was a lightweight) and I'm going to fill you in based on what my friends have told me. At some point I decide that clothes are the enemy and I need to take them off so I strip down to my undies (why did I wear my tighty-blackies that day?) Then I decide that EVERYONE needs a hug so I start to go around trying to hug people. Many of them run off while one of my friends tries to ward me off using cooking spray. That didn't work so he tossed bacos on me. Then a shot of brilliance springs into my brain and tells me "I MUST WEAR CORN OIL!" I proceed to take the oil and bathe myself in the stuff. And like a well oiled locomotive reaching optimal velocity I grab the maple syrup right after and shower myself in it. Obviously these were the best conditions to try to hug my friends so I begin chasing them down and attempt to hug them. At this point I more or less looked like the "greased up deaf guy" but instead of fleeing I was trying to tackle/hug.
Some point in the night I looked winded/about to pass out when my buddies decided that I needed a shower. My friend's girlfriend was nominated for the task of bathing me because she works with special needs kids and I was obviously retardedly drunk at that point. I'm not sure if she saw my johnson or not (I hope she didn't, it was a cold November) but I woke up the next morning with a stomach ache and smelling of syrup. I don't think my friends will ever let me live down this day and make sure to remind me everytime we drink to not repeat that day.
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My 'older brother' (longtime friend of the family) and I were arguing and pretend fighting on the way to the beach one summer when he gets the bright idea to reach from the front seat and smack me in the head in the backseat (I was engrossed in a Gameboy at the time). In a convertible. At 75 mph.
Goodbye sunglasses!
In retrospect the way they shattered when they hit the highway was kind of cool. My mother immediately punched him because she thought it was the Gameboy that just exploded on the highway. Good times.
Alrighty might as well get this over with just to sum up 6-2
6) Whipped it out in church
5) Had my drunk x tell my parents that while i did have a small unit at least I was good with other things
4) Punched my just married wife at our wedding in the face
3) Accidentally Insulted my just married wife, and just punched wife at our wedding
2) Whipped it out at the office X-mas party (I was telling the church story)
Nah just kidding those aren't them I just wanted to make a list of things that would be less embarrassing then what actually happened
Any way on too my #1
I was in accounting class in my OAC year (grade 13 for you non Ontarians out there) had a very cool teacher. She would let us sleep if we wanted too there was only 10 of us in the class and it was first thing in the morning. Plus we all were there because we wanted to and all had good grades she didn't hammer us to hard on just about anything, sleeping showing up late coffee runs to the local Timmies she didn't care. Did i mention she was hot? Yah she was hot, late twenties she was just out of teachers college.
So it's about two weeks before the end of the school year and everything going as usual teacher giving lecture about ratio this and balance that and of course I fall asleep. I really tried not too do this often but after putting in 24 hours of work at my weekend job a well earned sleep came quickly that morning. Hell I had made 150 bucks that weekend and wouldn't see that kind of return for time till after I graduated ... university, but I digress.
And off I go to dreamland.
A dreamland of...My class room and my teacher 8-) going down on me :winky:
"Oh my God Mrs (insert teacher name here) your soooooo good at (insert phrase much worse then going down on here)" I say as she does her thing and then I finish in her mouth.
And I remeber thinking just while I was on that point between dream and awake that oh crap I'm at school still ok just be cool 8-)
And then I open my eyes to see the whole class looking at me.
and they know what happened, they knew what I was dreaming about because when I said "Oh my god..." I ACTUALLY SAID IT so I ran my 18 year old ass out of that class.
Alrighty might as well get this over with just to sum up 6-2
6) Whipped it out in church
5) Had my drunk x tell my parents that while i did have a small unit at least I was good with other things
4) Punched my just married wife at our wedding in the face
3) Accidentally Insulted my just married wife, and just punched wife at our wedding
2) Whipped it out at the office X-mas party (I was telling the church story)
Nah just kidding those aren't them I just wanted to make a list of things that would be less embarrassing then what actually happened
I would be so pissed about this shit if #1 hadn't been so great.
Not mine, but I read it in the student newspaper during Freshers' Week this year.
A drunk girl managed to punch some guy in the face, so her immediate reaction was to run out of the bar, whack her head against the wall, then run back in and claim that he'd done it. The guy then got escorted out of the bar pretty damn quickly.
I went down to my grandfather's in Florida recently, and have a couple stories from our arrival.
First is when we got there, we came out of the terminal, got our bags, and headed outside. After a little bit, he came around and pulled over to us. He got out, greeted everybody, and opened the trunk... which was full of bags of newspapers. Ends up he'd meant to take them to the recycling center but had forgotten. So there we were, trying to squeeze our luggage into the trunk with all those newspapers, with the person parked behind us laughing his/her ass off (my parents saw him/her while I was doing the lifting).
My mother had told my grandfather to buy food ahead of time, but he'd told her that there were plenty of places to eat and we'd be fine. The plane touched down at 6::pm on Christmass eve, and we were probably the only Jews in the whole Fort Meyers area. We actually had to plead with him to just stop at the first place we spotted open rather than go hunting for the places he liked. The place ended up being, of course, Chinese takeout.
We finally get to his home, and his dog is so happy to see us. She jumps up on mom, who promptly crouches down to pet her. She jumps on my dad, who bends down to scratch her behind the ear. She jumps on my brother, who at least pats her on the head. I, of course, pick her up, and she's as happy as can be. We then eat, and after we're done my mom lets Lady (the dog) of her lap and is scratching her on the head absentmindedly. She looks down "It looks like she's got some kind of rash" she looks closer "are those... fleas?"
"Oh yeah, she got them from somewhere a couple days ago." D:D: D:D:D:D:D:D: D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:
We make of the beds, and end up having to change all the linens because they're covered in dead (and probably live) fleas (he later asserted that he didn't need to bomb the master bedroom because it isn't carpeted) and were covered with bites when we got home. Ends up he was trying to kill the fleas using a 20-year-old can of flea powder, and my mom had to keep telling him to get the vet to prescribe the antvantix stuff, causing him to call around the retirement community until he found someone to borrow it from. We had to buy the bomb, because he claimed to be unable to find it at the store, and he still hasn't used it.
In addition, I'd ripped the crotch of my pants before the flight, so all these arrival escapades were done with a draft. Luckily, the tear was right in the middle, so nobody saw anything, and the only one who knew about it was my mom, who I'd asked if she was able to sew the tear (she does some needlepoint) until I brought them out after changing into my pajamas that evening (I had another pair of pants and some shorts, even more luckily).
I first read that you went down on your grandfather in florida recently. That would have been better I think.
Drunken stories:
1) Get so drunk that I: End up almost having my first threesome, but when I felt her really really long labia I got freaked out and said "I can't deal with curtains" and left the room. I then peed off the roof onto some of my friends accidentally. Got the cops to come to my house because I told them I had urinated on my friend and he was upset at me and if I could do anything to charge him. I don't remember the phone call. They left and no harm was done though. After that I ended up passing out with my pants down taking a dump, "curtains" came to help me take my clothes off and make sure I didn't puke on anything, but I refused to pull up my pants so I was naked from the waist down the rest of the night that I slept in our main-level bathroom. I became the main attraction as the best joke to pull on someone was "Hey, dude, 4rch3nemy wants to talk to you." and watch their faces go from to as they saw my junk in all it's spread-eagle glory.
2) Go to a BBQ party where I knew exactly 2 people. Get really wasted and shatter a glass on the stone in the backyard by accident, then trying to pick it up while telling people to back off and let me "fix my own fuckups." Then after that, try to pick up the host's girlfriend in a very obvious way. Then after that, being told to leave because I'm a dick, and instead of going to the car where my friends were leaving I run down the street at a very drunken 30degree angle. Try to lean on a random house while peeing, but totally misjudging how far away it is and falling into some bushes. Then get to my friend's house and start a fight with him, arguing with him and his mom until I finally calm down and go downstairs into his room to sleep. That was embarassingly stupid and bad.
3) Just recently went to Denny's all drunkenly and made a bet that I couldn't get our waitress' phone number. She was married for 7 years happily and when I found out about that I called her a whore jokingly... which earned me the death mark (already got my food, thank god) and attracted the other 2 ladies working there to my table to all pick fights with me. The waitress smooshed a piece of toast with peanut butter in my face and I proclaimed to the whole restaurant "WHO WANTS TO PLAY 2 DUDES 1 CUP?"
Don't know the rest of that night but my phone is filled with pictures of random people posing at me, the waitress' butt, and some cute girl whom I don't know. Still not sure how I ended up at home.
Those are embarassing but not in the typical way.. sorry.
I'm actually a quite tame drunk guy, but I'm probably more eccentric than most people, even when I'm not drunk which might be why you think I'm going to ruin my life. I'm just crazy all the time.
But they're fun stories to share and reminisce about.
Ok so this one isn't about me, it's a story about my friend we still give him hell about.
So it was my friends birthday and he had just turned 22, so we threw him an awesome party I'm talking beer, women, cake, the whole 9 yards. He was so cocky, going so far as to brag about never puking when drunk. So later he's sitting on my love seat talking to my ex-stepsister Kayla. She told me she had a crush on him and he was doing his best to flirt with her but he was really bomb.
He looked down at the ground, looked up at her and said, "Do you....do the buttsex?"
at which point he perceded to projectile vomit over her and into a trash bag i had filled with clothes to take to the goodwill.
I demand FullMetalChicken write out the other five stories he promised. If those other stories weren't lies, write them all the way out, and if they are, figure out the real five.
Also, did you come or not in real life, FMC? You never said anything to that effect in your story.
I demand FullMetalChicken write out the other five stories he promised. If those other stories weren't lies, write them all the way out, and if they are, figure out the real five.
Also, did you come or not in real life, FMC? You never said anything to that effect in your story.
Demand Denided I wanted to go through each one but every time I did people just asked for my number one, also is anything else I post going to be as good as that?
As for the second thing I guess I thought that everyone would be wired like me when I finish in my dreams so does my body. I just thought that would be a bit too much to come right out and say that, if you'll pardon the pun
I demand FullMetalChicken write out the other five stories he promised. If those other stories weren't lies, write them all the way out, and if they are, figure out the real five.
Also, did you come or not in real life, FMC? You never said anything to that effect in your story.
Demand Denided I wanted to go through each one but every time I did people just asked for my number one, also is anything else I post going to be as good as that?
As for the second thing I guess I thought that everyone would be wired like me when I finish in my dreams so does my body. I just thought that would be a bit too much to come right out and say that, if you'll pardon the pun
you can definitly go through the rest of them. slightly imperfect gold is still valuable!
Ok so this one isn't about me, it's a story about my friend we still give him hell about.
So it was my friends birthday and he had just turned 22, so we threw him an awesome party I'm talking beer, women, cake, the whole 9 yards. He was so cocky, going so far as to brag about never puking when drunk. So later he's sitting on my love seat talking to my ex-stepsister Kayla. She told me she had a crush on him and he was doing his best to flirt with her but he was really bomb.
He looked down at the ground, looked up at her and said, "Do you....do the buttsex?"
at which point he perceded to projectile vomit over her and into a trash bag i had filled with clothes to take to the goodwill.
I am dating a girl who has an identical twin, her twin just happens to be dating my brother (yes, i know, a little messed up - We try to look at the situation as the potential for a hilarious sitcom). Well it backfired for the first time when we were out drinking... and I mistook one twin for the other. Her reaction was basically "AHH WRONG TWIN!" . Worst part is that my girlfriend AND my brother watched this happen.... Things are a bit awkward now
They look absolutely identical... and I definitely should not have grabbed her the way i did . And I definitely definitely should not have tried to make out with her.
Well it is her fault, looking like her twin and all.
Different haircuts and styles people, get them. It's cute when you and your twin looked identical in those matching dresses and such, but not when you're older.
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Well it is her fault, looking like her twin and all.
Different haircuts and styles people, get them. It's cute when you and your twin looked identical in those matching dresses and such, but not when you're older.
When they're older, it's hot.
Hey, don't give me that look. Neither of them is related to me.
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Well it is her fault, looking like her twin and all.
Different haircuts and styles people, get them. It's cute when you and your twin looked identical in those matching dresses and such, but not when you're older.
When they're older, it's hot.
Hey, don't give me that look. Neither of them is related to me.
Don't get me wrong, if I had the chance I would sleep with both of them... however that would create so many problems its mind blowing. So many.
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I was hoping this was going to end with you punching someone in the face, so I'll tell this story:
End of Senior year at college, we're throwing a party at my place, and this girl comes by, who I've known for a long time and actually drunkenly slept with once now I think of it.
Anyway, she's about 5' nothing" and perhaps 95 lbs. She's a tiny girl. We're drinking and joking and fooling around in the living room with everyone and she starts sort of play-fighting with me, and I go to pantomime a punch to the jaw.
Well, I'm drunk and she's drunk and so I maybe do it a little too fast and snap the punch as I've been trained and she manages to lean forward at the same time and I end up just busting that bitch's lip wide the fuck open. There is immediately a lot of blood. She's screaming and runs into the bathroom and everyone just falls over laughing as I'm going
EDIT: See, Manny, what you were supposed to do there was turn, see her, give a big smile, say "yo, wasup," and then keep playing.
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From here the night gets a little hazy (because I was a lightweight) and I'm going to fill you in based on what my friends have told me. At some point I decide that clothes are the enemy and I need to take them off so I strip down to my undies (why did I wear my tighty-blackies that day?) Then I decide that EVERYONE needs a hug so I start to go around trying to hug people. Many of them run off while one of my friends tries to ward me off using cooking spray. That didn't work so he tossed bacos on me. Then a shot of brilliance springs into my brain and tells me "I MUST WEAR CORN OIL!" I proceed to take the oil and bathe myself in the stuff. And like a well oiled locomotive reaching optimal velocity I grab the maple syrup right after and shower myself in it. Obviously these were the best conditions to try to hug my friends so I begin chasing them down and attempt to hug them. At this point I more or less looked like the "greased up deaf guy" but instead of fleeing I was trying to tackle/hug.
Some point in the night I looked winded/about to pass out when my buddies decided that I needed a shower. My friend's girlfriend was nominated for the task of bathing me because she works with special needs kids and I was obviously retardedly drunk at that point. I'm not sure if she saw my johnson or not (I hope she didn't, it was a cold November) but I woke up the next morning with a stomach ache and smelling of syrup. I don't think my friends will ever let me live down this day and make sure to remind me everytime we drink to not repeat that day.
Goodbye sunglasses!
In retrospect the way they shattered when they hit the highway was kind of cool. My mother immediately punched him because she thought it was the Gameboy that just exploded on the highway. Good times.
6) Whipped it out in church
5) Had my drunk x tell my parents that while i did have a small unit at least I was good with other things
4) Punched my just married wife at our wedding in the face
3) Accidentally Insulted my just married wife, and just punched wife at our wedding
2) Whipped it out at the office X-mas party (I was telling the church story)
Nah just kidding those aren't them I just wanted to make a list of things that would be less embarrassing then what actually happened
Any way on too my #1
I was in accounting class in my OAC year (grade 13 for you non Ontarians out there) had a very cool teacher. She would let us sleep if we wanted too there was only 10 of us in the class and it was first thing in the morning. Plus we all were there because we wanted to and all had good grades she didn't hammer us to hard on just about anything, sleeping showing up late coffee runs to the local Timmies she didn't care. Did i mention she was hot? Yah she was hot, late twenties she was just out of teachers college.
So it's about two weeks before the end of the school year and everything going as usual teacher giving lecture about ratio this and balance that and of course I fall asleep. I really tried not too do this often but after putting in 24 hours of work at my weekend job a well earned sleep came quickly that morning. Hell I had made 150 bucks that weekend and wouldn't see that kind of return for time till after I graduated ... university, but I digress.
And off I go to dreamland.
A dreamland of...My class room
"Oh my God Mrs (insert teacher name here) your soooooo good at (insert phrase much worse then going down on here)" I say as she does her thing and then I finish in her mouth.
And I remeber thinking just while I was on that point between dream and awake that oh crap I'm at school still ok just be cool 8-)
And then I open my eyes to see the whole class looking at me.
and they know what happened, they knew what I was dreaming about because when I said "Oh my god..." I ACTUALLY SAID IT so I ran my 18 year old ass out of that class.
Arch,
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t_goGR39m2k
A drunk girl managed to punch some guy in the face, so her immediate reaction was to run out of the bar, whack her head against the wall, then run back in and claim that he'd done it. The guy then got escorted out of the bar pretty damn quickly.
When I read that, I was fairly
First is when we got there, we came out of the terminal, got our bags, and headed outside. After a little bit, he came around and pulled over to us. He got out, greeted everybody, and opened the trunk... which was full of bags of newspapers. Ends up he'd meant to take them to the recycling center but had forgotten. So there we were, trying to squeeze our luggage into the trunk with all those newspapers, with the person parked behind us laughing his/her ass off (my parents saw him/her while I was doing the lifting).
My mother had told my grandfather to buy food ahead of time, but he'd told her that there were plenty of places to eat and we'd be fine. The plane touched down at 6::pm on Christmass eve, and we were probably the only Jews in the whole Fort Meyers area. We actually had to plead with him to just stop at the first place we spotted open rather than go hunting for the places he liked. The place ended up being, of course, Chinese takeout.
We finally get to his home, and his dog is so happy to see us. She jumps up on mom, who promptly crouches down to pet her. She jumps on my dad, who bends down to scratch her behind the ear. She jumps on my brother, who at least pats her on the head. I, of course, pick her up, and she's as happy as can be. We then eat, and after we're done my mom lets Lady (the dog) of her lap and is scratching her on the head absentmindedly. She looks down "It looks like she's got some kind of rash" she looks closer "are those... fleas?"
"Oh yeah, she got them from somewhere a couple days ago."
We make of the beds, and end up having to change all the linens because they're covered in dead (and probably live) fleas (he later asserted that he didn't need to bomb the master bedroom because it isn't carpeted) and were covered with bites when we got home. Ends up he was trying to kill the fleas using a 20-year-old can of flea powder, and my mom had to keep telling him to get the vet to prescribe the antvantix stuff, causing him to call around the retirement community until he found someone to borrow it from. We had to buy the bomb, because he claimed to be unable to find it at the store, and he still hasn't used it.
In addition, I'd ripped the crotch of my pants before the flight, so all these arrival escapades were done with a draft. Luckily, the tear was right in the middle, so nobody saw anything, and the only one who knew about it was my mom, who I'd asked if she was able to sew the tear (she does some needlepoint) until I brought them out after changing into my pajamas that evening (I had another pair of pants and some shorts, even more luckily).
also, FullMetalChicken, that's pretty fucking great. Only thing better would have been if you were actually having an orgasm along with the dream.
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Drunken stories:
1) Get so drunk that I: End up almost having my first threesome, but when I felt her really really long labia I got freaked out and said "I can't deal with curtains" and left the room. I then peed off the roof onto some of my friends accidentally. Got the cops to come to my house because I told them I had urinated on my friend and he was upset at me and if I could do anything to charge him. I don't remember the phone call. They left and no harm was done though. After that I ended up passing out with my pants down taking a dump, "curtains" came to help me take my clothes off and make sure I didn't puke on anything, but I refused to pull up my pants so I was naked from the waist down the rest of the night that I slept in our main-level bathroom. I became the main attraction as the best joke to pull on someone was "Hey, dude, 4rch3nemy wants to talk to you." and watch their faces go from
2) Go to a BBQ party where I knew exactly 2 people. Get really wasted and shatter a glass on the stone in the backyard by accident, then trying to pick it up while telling people to back off and let me "fix my own fuckups." Then after that, try to pick up the host's girlfriend in a very obvious way. Then after that, being told to leave because I'm a dick, and instead of going to the car where my friends were leaving I run down the street at a very drunken 30degree angle. Try to lean on a random house while peeing, but totally misjudging how far away it is and falling into some bushes. Then get to my friend's house and start a fight with him, arguing with him and his mom until I finally calm down and go downstairs into his room to sleep. That was embarassingly stupid and bad.
3) Just recently went to Denny's all drunkenly and made a bet that I couldn't get our waitress' phone number. She was married for 7 years happily and when I found out about that I called her a whore jokingly... which earned me the death mark (already got my food, thank god) and attracted the other 2 ladies working there to my table to all pick fights with me. The waitress smooshed a piece of toast with peanut butter in my face and I proclaimed to the whole restaurant "WHO WANTS TO PLAY 2 DUDES 1 CUP?"
Don't know the rest of that night but my phone is filled with pictures of random people posing at me, the waitress' butt, and some cute girl whom I don't know. Still not sure how I ended up at home.
Those are embarassing but not in the typical way.. sorry.
Those aren't embarrassing stories, man. Those are "I am a fucking horrible drunk and I'm trying to ruin my life" stories.
I don't usually rag on people for drunken shenanigans, but holy shit.
What he said.
I will, however, concede that yelling "who wants to play 2 dudes 1 cup" is hilarious.
btw thanks for the preview FMC, the actual story was just as good as i hoped
But they're fun stories to share and reminisce about.
"Hey remember that time?"
"No, I really don't."
I did... did i leave that part out of my story?
I think you kind of glossed over it.
It was clear everyone knew who you were dreaming about. It was kind ambiguous as to whether you finished.
So it was my friends birthday and he had just turned 22, so we threw him an awesome party I'm talking beer, women, cake, the whole 9 yards. He was so cocky, going so far as to brag about never puking when drunk. So later he's sitting on my love seat talking to my ex-stepsister Kayla. She told me she had a crush on him and he was doing his best to flirt with her but he was really bomb.
He looked down at the ground, looked up at her and said, "Do you....do the buttsex?"
at which point he perceded to projectile vomit over her and into a trash bag i had filled with clothes to take to the goodwill.
So to this day his name is buttsex Gaskins.
Also, did you come or not in real life, FMC? You never said anything to that effect in your story.
See how many books I've read so far in 2010
Demand Denided I wanted to go through each one but every time I did people just asked for my number one, also is anything else I post going to be as good as that?
As for the second thing I guess I thought that everyone would be wired like me when I finish in my dreams so does my body. I just thought that would be a bit too much to come right out and say that, if you'll pardon the pun
you can definitly go through the rest of them. slightly imperfect gold is still valuable!
That one made me laugh.
Freaking seconded.
STEAM
I am dating a girl who has an identical twin, her twin just happens to be dating my brother (yes, i know, a little messed up - We try to look at the situation as the potential for a hilarious sitcom). Well it backfired for the first time when we were out drinking... and I mistook one twin for the other. Her reaction was basically "AHH WRONG TWIN!"
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Different haircuts and styles people, get them. It's cute when you and your twin looked identical in those matching dresses and such, but not when you're older.
too bad his brother was WAY cooler than hey was...
kinda like 'man i wish i was friends with him instead'
which we would then rag on him about.
When they're older, it's hot.
Hey, don't give me that look. Neither of them is related to me.
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Don't get me wrong, if I had the chance I would sleep with both of them... however that would create so many problems its mind blowing. So many.
its probably better if you just put it on the table that you can't tell them apart.
i once told my cousin that i couldnt tell her apart from a talking rhino's ass and things have never been better.