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Astrofig posted:A customer at work yesterday was adamant that I looked exactly like Keanu Reeves. My ex boyfriend once won an honest to god trophy because he looked so much like Sandra Bullock. He still looked like a guy. I guess you could think of it like how brothers and sisters look the same.
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Redbush posted:You got me! How did you figure it out? You have to cross a border patrol check point to get to every observing site in San Diego county. Were you in Dr. Schad's class?
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Redbush posted:I'm a natural red head Your username suddenly makes a whole lot more sense.
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I just got an invitation to join a Flickr group. I have about 6 pictures of old churches in a massive pile of photos, so I'm unsure if that's the reason I was invited or if it's spam really, or what.quote:Vidallia (a group admin) says: The group description - beyond the above - and the discussions are literally 
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Triangulum posted:You have to cross a border patrol check point to get to every observing site in San Diego county. Were you in Dr. Schad's class? Oh, that makes more sense. No, I was in Dr. Leonard's class. He's in a few BBC documentaries, if I recall correctly.
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I had just gotten home from school. I opened the backdoor and walked in. Someone had left the TV on by accident and it was tuned to the local news. All I heard was the audio tail end of whatever story they were reporting on. As the TV came into earshot: "Memorial services will be held Sunday. Park officials speculate that the whale may have mistaken the man for a play toy. Next up after the break, cool new ways to beat the summer heat."
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 will represent me and my friend will be represented as  . Friends were watching anime then one of them brings up I like anime tits as much as real tits Dude, why are you telling me this We know eachother and you're not some random guy so it's cool why are you... It's not weird at all and you think you're so innocent and pure .....
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He's right you know. Not about the anime boobs but if you can't share with your mates then who can you share with?
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Burnin Yinky posted:Very good point but I still hate it when they discuss what fictional character they would bone I'm sorry, but this makes you the wierd one.
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JD Brickmeister posted:I'm sorry, but this makes you the wierd one. To be fair, there's levels. I mean, there's "Samus? Yeah, I'd morph HER ball", and then there's the guys who go into detail about the long romantic evening they'd have with whatever anime character they're into. So just like with real chicks basically.
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Fucknag posted:To be fair, there's levels. I mean, there's "Samus? Yeah, I'd morph HER ball", and then there's the guys who go into detail about the long romantic evening they'd have with whatever anime character they're into. I think the defining line between  and is whether he has fantasies about fictional women, or whether he just can't get into the idea of a real woman unless she's heavily airbrushed and really filling out that Batgirl costume.
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Fucknag posted:To be fair, there's levels. I mean, there's "Samus? Yeah, I'd morph HER ball", and then there's the guys who go into detail about the long romantic evening they'd have with whatever anime character they're into. Agreed.
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This entire thread is the biggest WTC moment of my life. My personal moment happened days ago, as I was driving home from getting groceries. I'm stopped at a red light, smoking, and have all the windows rolled down and hear "Haaaaaaay punkin' paawwww cawn ah gat ah smowke?" Coupled with a voice that sounds pretty similar to nails on a chalkboard. It's a girl on a bike, with her friend, who is also a girl on a bike and they have biked to within a foot of my window. And I seriously mean girl, they were both *maybe* 11 or 12, and both wearing bikinis. American flag bikinis. And the OHGODVOICE girl was also wearing an American flag beret. My reaction is just... stunned silence for a few seconds and I manage to mutter "uh... no?" "Cawmon hawnny bawns duhnt bah lawke thaaaaaawt." And salvation came. The light turned green and I drive away quickly and yell out the window "smoking is bad for you!" Why are 12 year olds wearing flag bikinis? Why are they calling me desserts? Why are they asking me for a cigarette? WHERE ARE THEIR PARENTS?!
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I was driving my friend home and my dad was in the passenger's seat. When we reach the intersection near his place a truck pulls up to us. There's a blond in the passenger seat. She looks at me then pulls out a roll of condoms, waves them at us and apparently from what I heard she said I'm getting lucky tonight. We saw her daughter in the backseat and the driver was her husband. I was just WTF and my dad just stayed quite that whole time. They were magnum sized if anyone was wondering. O.o
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Another festival story or two, having been to Download Festival again last weekend a lot of memories and stories were brought up. Heart of the swarm. 2009, Karma to Burn were playing at the second stage. I'm not a fan but my friends are and I went along to check it out, as you do. I'm glad I did because I witnessed something magical. Terrifying but magical. About halfway through their set, there was this loud buzzing noise. At first we all thought it was just a problem with the soundsystem, surely they'd get that fixed right away, I mean there are guys for that kind of thing. But no, the buzzing kept getting louder, and eventually it was apparent that it wasn't coming from the stage, but from behind us. Then they came. Bees. An enormous swarm of bees. The music stopped and panic ensued as the bees settled at the very foot of the stage, in the divide between crowd and stage. Then, a voice from the stage - "Is there a beekeeper in the audience!?" Incredibly, bee keepers apparently like Karma to Burn (at least this one did) and a guy stepped up to the plate. He reckoned it was a migrating hive and the Queen had fell, which is why the bees had all gathered at that point - to protect her. I guess something similar to this thread was afoot. Either way, the swarm was sorted out and taken care of. But holy gently caress. Heat sinks and low pressure England isn't known for its Tornadoes, Dust Devils or well, anything. We consider a heavy rain storm "extreme weather." We might see an actual tornado in the far south every once in a few years or so and it's usually a major event when it happens. Generally though England is a boring, grey country where freak weather is rare. Naturally then Download festival is the perfect opportunity for a mini tornado (or Dust Devil I guess) to just appear in the middle of the largest campsite - weirdly this happened in 2009, the same year as the Bee attack. poo poo was getting whipped up and thrown around like this for about five minutes. We reckoned it was a heat sink or something like that, where the weight of the heat in the atmosphere caused an entire load to be dropped on a localised area, before things got back to normal and broke gravity. I'm not great with the science side of this so feel free to laugh at my stupidity and prove me wrong (or maybe right  ) if you have the knowledge. Either way, seeing something like that was pretty ridiculous.This year was pretty tame, no real major events, just your usual festival affair and stories of "oh my god I saw a guy" get old pretty fast when really, at festivals that isn't even "what the christ" as much as "perfectly normal." I will say that if you ever have the opportunity to see a band called GWAR live, do so. It's LARP and Extreme Metal in a sort of mind loving way, it's really bizzare but entertaining as hell.
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On hairchat: Up until about 10 I had bright blond hair, like the other poster mentioned, up until 5 or so it was essentially white. My mom and dad did field research with the Mazatec indians in Oxaca when I was about two. The locals had never seen someone with hair like mine. Mom and dad heard conversations on more than one occasion, "Is he a doll? I think he might be a doll. Let's see." They'd come up and yank on my hair, and I'd start crying. "Nope, not a doll." My parents split up when I was five, and starting about 9 or so, I was taking a greyhound bus between Tucson and Casa Grande alone to visit my Dad every other weekend. The second time I was ever on the bus, I start realizing that someone is reaching through the crack between the seats and stroking my hair. I jerk away and look back. It's a little old Mexican woman.
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The MMA fighter asking about conditioner makes a kind of sense, I guess he wanted to put his own hair into a 'fro at some point?Slopehead posted:Oh and there was also that time that my stepdad called me human scum and tried to pick a fight with me even though he is in his 70s and I am in my 20s. he....he was really drunk and meant every word This, though...  What the gently caress.
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Nothing I post will come close to some of the entries in this thread, especially the OP, but I've had my share: -A few years ago, my best friend and I were both poor and unemployed, living in apartment buildings with really terrible/broken washing machines. Every few weeks we'd go to one of the big laundromats in Andersonville (Chicago) and do our laundry together, getting food at the awesome Mexican restaurant next door while our clothes did their thing. So one day, she and I are sitting around waiting for our laundry to finish drying and this homeless guy comes up to us, telling us he's a veteran and asking for change. We politely decline, as we're both running on empty and using some of the last of our cash just to do laundry, but then he tries to get our pity vote by lifting his shirt and flashing us a half-full colostomy bag. We both did our best at him, then went back to doing our laundry.A few years earlier, I was at the same laundromat and got chatted up by a "compassionate fascist" about the coming race war. I don't really go to laundromats much these days. -Back when I was around 12, my dad's extended family had a reunion out at my aunt's place in Virginia Beach. We'd all just finished eating dinner, and the younger half of the family was sitting in the den watching TV while the older half remained around the dinner table to chat. Things were perfectly normal, but as a lull came between two commercials I overheard some chatter from the dining room. I heard, quietly but perfectly clearly, my grandmother's wavering voice say: "Have you heard of this FISTING thing that those weird gay people do? Where they stick THEIR WHOLE FIST up one another's BUTTS?" Cue the elderly folks talking for several minutes about all these WEIRD SEXUAL THINGS that gay people do and how DEVIANT AND WRONG it is, in an uncomfortable amount of detail. Meanwhile, I'm staring at the TV as hard as I can to try to drown it out, but to no avail. -I worked at a Dunkin' Donuts way back during college, and had quite a lot of weird and/or disgusting stuff happen. But the most memorable of those events was actually the most heartbreaking: A homeless guy came to the counter asking for money/donuts/etc., and I turned him down as I did every one of the dozens of homeless people who came in. Then he saw my book on the counter (I was afternoon/evening shift and generally had a lot of time to myself), and asked what I was reading. I told him a little about it, then he responded, in one of the most desperate, pitiable voices I'd ever heard: "I really wish I could read. Then I probably wouldn't be where I am today. Can you teach me how to read?" I was completely taken aback and shocked, but eventually regained my composure. I replied that I couldn't teach him, but there were lots of adult education courses out there that could help him out. He drat near deflated like a balloon, said "Thank you," and trudged out the door. I really should have done some volunteer work at the library or something after that.
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Several years ago I worked in a country pub. It was a big old farm type building and had a small problem with mice. If you were first in early in the mornings you would switch on the kitchen lights and see them scatter under the units. We tried everything to get rid of them. Live catch, conventional spring traps, stun traps, those noise emitter things, even cat scent. Nothing worked. In desperation I tried some of that sticky trap stuff. This comes as a huge roll of duct tape stuff but is double sided and is ridiculously sticky, so you edge off doorways and rooms with it, the mice get stuck on it, and you play whack a mole with any left alive when you come to check them. One morning in the summer I came in to the kitchen to switch everything on for the day. Where the tape had been put down all along the walls and round the work units there were literally dozens of mouse feet stuck. Sometimes just one but more often in little groups of two or three. The mice had chewed their feet off to escape and kind of slithered across the floor to die elsewhere. The result was lots of little blood trails leading from the feet and going to little dead mice. 
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When I found this wiki entry. http://en.wikifur.com/wiki/Something_Awful
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That DICK! posted:When I found this wiki entry. Oh lord what is it? I really don't want to look at wikifur but I must know.
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That DICK! posted:When I found this wiki entry. quote:It should be noted that since the meme of Trolling furries has become somewhat passé, there have been increasing numbers of Furry fans that have taken to participating in the SA forums themselves. their motives are unknown, but considering the primarily humorous nature of the site itself, one can only guess that it's for entertainment. When pressed about their choice to participate, most users tend to respond with "it's just an internet forum." Gotta watch out for those false flag operatives. 
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I had the privilege of watching someone drunkenly vomit directly upwards and seeing it come streaming down on him. Myself and a group of friends were playing drinking games, one of which was aptly titled "Presidents and Assholes" wherein the person who did the worst in the previous round was subsequently handicapped in the following round. So basically a drunk person is chosen and gets flogged on for as long as they are willing to play for. I was in my third year of college and had gone over to some apartment where I didn't know anyone with a couple female friends. This poor freshman had been rear end in a top hat for I don't know how many rounds and had been pounding hard liquor with each loss. "You know, I...I don't-" At which point he slumps back in his chair, stares directly at the ceiling and vomits in an incredible fountain of sailor jerry scented sickness. Everyone talks about near death experiences and slowed down movement. That was what happened. I watched this plume of puke geyser upwards, reach the apex of its ascent, hang for a split second and then pour down back from where it had come. Everyone threw themselves backwards from the table and either starts laughing or cursing. The kid's head kind of wobbles and he looks at me, pleading for help with his eyes, vomit streaming down his face. Without thinking about it I instantly shout "Like this, dude!" and grab the hem of my shirt and pull it out and up slightly, creating a trough. Astoundingly he follows the advice and troughs his shirt up, catches the vast majority of puke, hauls himself to his feet and runs out the door of the apartment. We all stood around in stunned silence for a second and looked at each other. Go St. Cloud State.
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The other day my coworker is trying to remember the health benefit of a particular tea. As one of its benefits is the heart, she gently pats on her chest as she recites the fact. My (large) boss sees this, grabs her own tits and starts swinging them around haphazardly, a sort of juggle almost, while yelling, "the answer ain't in here, honey!" So that was kind of weird for my third day at a new job.
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My buds and I were strolling out of mid-party Walmart/convenience run. We picked up cigarettes, snacks, booze, etc... We're halfway to our car when we come across of very preppy looking guys chilling in the middle of the lot's street. We shout a "Hello!" at them and they give us the  . We sort of loiter for a split second and give a few more waves. And then one of them barks a really angry "HEY."Whatever, gently caress those dudes, we wander off to our car and start smoking. We carry on a conversation about the ladies at the party and smoke smoke smoke, when suddenly we see a mega-Only-In-America truck with 6 wheels come flying down the parking no-mans land. Charlie, our English pal who is drunk out of his mind has his back to the empty bit in the parking lot. The truck slows down for a split second as it passed him, and the passenger door flew open, presumably in an attempt to bean Charlie upside the head, totally missing. The mega-Ford immediately accelerates, swerves round the corner and floors it out of the parking lot. I look at my buds and they, like me, are all in various states of and :picking up cigarette:. Then Charles looks around and asks, "Did you guys hear something?"
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Stuff has been kind of crazy at my house the last few days, and while it's not as bad as some stuff in this thread, I figured I'd share. Sorry for the long ramble post! Backstory time! My roommate has been in a long distance relationship the last 2 years, he lives on the east coast, we live on the west coast. Before they started dating, they were friends for 3 years(when she was 16 and he was 15). Despite this, they've never met in person, for various reasons(living with parents, lack of funds, etc), and the last few dates they've planned have fallen through. She's bummed, but is content to wait because she loves him. I think part of the reason it has lasted so long is because they're both nerdy, spergy virgins. I couldn't do it, but it makes her happy so I try to be supportive. Also, he doesn't have a webcam, or access to a camera, but he has enough varied pictures on facebook to seem like a Real Person. This is important for later. So we go out to the bar the other night, and the subject of dick pictures comes up. She tells us she's never gotten one from him, which is pretty  , so I asked how they've dated for two years and she's never seen his junk(it's not like he hasn't seen hers, because of one way skype dates). She says it's because he doesn't have a camera, yadda yadda, the same old excuses, I say it's bs but whatever(why can't he borrow someones camera? Or use his god drat cell phone?), it's time to get drunk. Apparently this upsets her, so she excuses herself and goes home. Our other friend stays with me, and we end up talking about her boyfriend. Both of us basically thought something didn't feel right, one example being that he was a pretty good okay looking dude, so why should he need to date someone online, and so far away? Plus the fact that he never got a webcam, when they've been dating for so long, and it has been an issue in the past. Considering that they were finality gonna meet in two months in his city, we were feeling uncomfortable(typical stranger danger, he could be anyone since this is the internet, etc). So I decide, gently caress it, let's say something tonight. So we go home, voice our concerns and say that she needed to video chat with the dude at least once before going there. She flips out and starts crying, yelling, the works(it was out first fight ). She goes to her room, and eventually sends me a message saying that she's buying a webcam for him, and that that will settle it. The next day, while i'm at work, I get another message. This one says "you... you were right. Something is very wrong. That's not his face." Basically, when she was stern about finally getting him one, he cracked and admitted that he's been using someone else's pictures this whole time, and he's actually a fat kid(who, at least, doesn't seem to have lied about his age). He's had a webcam this whole time as well, and turns it on to show her. My roommate is understandably devastated. She's spent years defending him when other people said that he was probably not who he said he was. The thing that really gets me is that he had purchased the tickets for her to come visit him. What the gently caress was he going to do? Just have her show up, and while she's scanning the crowd for her cute hipster boyfriend, have this hambeast come up to her and be like "sorry I deceived you for 5 years but since you're here do you still want to do it?" Additionally, one of their mutual friends called her a shallow bitch on fb, which is also . Oh and her ex-bf's sister sent her an email pleading that she forgive him and still come visit.Tl;dr my roommate had the equivalent of a PSA on online dating happen to her, as the guy she has been dating for 2 years has been using someone else's pictures the whole time, but still intended for her to visit.
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Flavor Bear posted:Oh God, I recognize some of those names. You know what you have to do. EDIT:Of course I mean you have to copy-paste the list for those of us who really don't want to go to wikifur, I feel dirty just hovering over the link. Tardcore has a new favorite as of 22:50 on Jul 29, 2011 |
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Baboon Fiesta posted:Several years ago I worked in a country pub. It was a big old farm type building and had a small problem with mice. If you were first in early in the mornings you would switch on the kitchen lights and see them scatter under the units. We tried everything to get rid of them. Live catch, conventional spring traps, stun traps, those noise emitter things, even cat scent. Nothing worked. In desperation I tried some of that sticky trap stuff. This comes as a huge roll of duct tape stuff but is double sided and is ridiculously sticky, so you edge off doorways and rooms with it, the mice get stuck on it, and you play whack a mole with any left alive when you come to check them. Couldn't you get a real cat?
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Tardcore posted:You know what you have to do. quote:Verix, Foggy, Necco, Evol, Banrai, Tiltwolfe, Vitae, Quilrynn, Phenoix, Malkith0, Skipopatomus, Mianame and Og Oggilby.
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I travel by Greyhound bus fairly often, which has given me some definite WTC experiences. The weirdest so far was back in March. I was traveling through Ohio, on my way from Cincinnati to Columbus to catch a connecting bus elsewhere. Just as we're leaving the station this old man hops up from his seat and sits down next to me saying "Oh I just thought I would keep you company." Normally I just like to keep to myself and watch the road go by on these trips, but the guy's fairly nice so I go along with it as he makes conversation. It's pretty awkward because we're strangers that have nothing in common, but eventually this guy starts telling the kind of stuff you don't really expect to hear from strangers. Like how he's going to go back to AA so his doctor can write him a note and he can get his license back, how his son is in prison and he doesn't know where his grandchildren are, that I should never take Xanax because it was a bad drug to get mixed up with etc. Of course that last one was about the moment when I realized why he had been repeating himself so much and why his pupils were so tiny. Lucky for me he couldn't figure out his trip itinerary and got so worried about the time that he moved to the right side of the bus to watch for road signs/mile markers. Once I finally got to the station in Columbus, I got in line at the gate to board my next bus when another old man (complete with cane and possibly an adult diaper) comes walking by and stops next to me. He says something about the station having storage lockers and asks me where they are. I have no idea what he's talking about so I tell him to ask the information desk. He just kind of acts like I didn't say anything and starts telling me how beautiful I am. He asks me how old I am, if I'm single, is my hair its natural color, etc. etc. Then he shows me pictures of his kids and starts talking about how he'll spend time with them when he gets his parental rights back. And then he goes back to calling me beautiful. This went on for probably 15 minutes until I had to leave to board the bus. He was still saying it as I went out the gate and even called my hands beautiful while I was rolling my suitcase with me out the door. To top the weirdness off I ended up on a bus full of Amish people, but that's par for the course when you're riding Greyhound in small town Ohio.
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NaturalLow posted:I travel by Greyhound bus fairly often, which has given me some definite WTC experiences. One time I was on a Greyhound, headphones on and focused on playing Tetris on my phone when I felt a tickling on my face. The old Amish guy in front of me had leaned back and his long, curly gray hair was brushing my face. Same trip I had a nice long conversation with a carnie about how small town strippers are so often more attractive than the ones in the city.
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