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Rupert Buttermilk
Apr 15, 2007

🚣RowboatMan: ❄️Freezing time🕰️ is an old P.I. 🥧trick...

Oh man, that Bioshock story brings back memories. So much detail for so little an actual story.

Speaking of clearly made up stories, can someone post the Hakanesque story about the guy who worked IT/security for a large amusement park? I don't want to give away details because it was absolutely amazing as it went on and on until the twist at the end. Everyone needs to read it.

Edit: if it helps I remember the thread was titled "I'm going to quit my job in the best way possible" or something.

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silencekit
May 1, 2014



Hmmm, I guess not. The guy I'm thinking of had all these stories about how he was such a tough motherfucker, and they all seemed to end with him living out some kind of nerd-beating-up-jock fantasy. Thanks for the link, though. This dude's stories are crazy.

eating only apples
Dec 12, 2009

Shall we dance?

silencekit posted:

Hmmm, I guess not. The guy I'm thinking of had all these stories about how he was such a tough motherfucker, and they all seemed to end with him living out some kind of nerd-beating-up-jock fantasy. Thanks for the link, though. This dude's stories are crazy.

Angry Bee Dance. I don't have links unfortunately but that's the guy you want.

empty whippet box
Jun 9, 2004

by Fluffdaddy

Psycho Mantits posted:

This is an ancient example, but in case anyone hasn't read it, the Eddie Murphy "hit the floor" story:


I mention this story because my grandma's caregiver recently told us about how this happened to her in-laws back in the 80's. I didn't have the heart to tell her I knew she was bullshitting, because she's generally a pretty nice person. Anyone else have any STDH encounters in real life?

I recently had someone tell the "they passed around a joint to show everyone in DARE and there were three joints when it got back!!" Story from a first person point of view. It was really awkward because everyone has heard it. Like you, we didn't have the heart.

Khazar-khum
Oct 22, 2008

:minnie: Cat Army :minnie:
2nd Battalion

Nastyman posted:

It's a fuckin' joke, it works better if I tell it in the first person.

There's a similar version that got told when I grew up but the black guys was one guy and 2 scary dogs. Guy sees the lady is intimidated by the dogs, orders them to sit and she does.

Variants of this have been going around since at least the 70s, when Bob Newhart had it happen in one episode.

Here's something else that was said in a crummy rom-com. I think.

quote:

Has No Beef With A Breakup
Restaurant | WA, USA | Dating

(My boyfriend and I have only been seeing each other for about four months. I introduce him to a local Brazilian steakhouse, and we’ve decided that we’re going to go there semi-regularly because their food is amazing. He tends to say very strange things when we’re there, because the tastiness of the food and the ambiance of the place just put him in a weird state of mind. He’s just said something else weird, and this conversation follows.)

Me: *having just noticed there is a five-year-old seated behind me* “You tend to say a lot of weird crap when we’re here.”

Boyfriend: “I think this place just kind of puts me in a no-filter state of mind.”

Me: “So… it puts your mind somewhere near mine?” *laughs* “Because we both know that I can censor myself. I just don’t particularly care to most of the time.”

Boyfriend: “Wait, what other weird stuff have I said here?”

Me: “Last time you said you thought this was the kind of place that you could get dumped in and not even care.”

Boyfriend: “Oh yeah. Well, it’s true!” *taking a bite of steak* “Even if you and I aren’t together anymore, I’d still have a soft spot for you for introducing me to this place.”

Me: *laughing* “There you go again. It is a nice place, though. We should bring your parents here next time they’re in town.”

Boyfriend: “My dad would love this place more than I do, I think. But I love this place, and I love the person who brought me here!” *smiling*

(Neither of us had said ‘I love you’ yet, and that was certainly the last thing I was expecting to hear!)

Rudager
Apr 29, 2008

Khazar-khum posted:

Here's something else that was said in a crummy rom-com. I think.

What the gently caress, it's not even an interesting story, it's so completely hum-drum that I could easily see it happening for real.

Shai-Hulud
Jul 10, 2008

But it feels so right!
Lipstick Apathy
Well if I learned something from romcoms is that it's really hard for Americans to say "I love you" and it's a really big deal if they do. Real life is like the movies right?

moerketid
Jul 3, 2012

Shai-Hulud posted:

Well if I learned something from romcoms is that it's really hard for Americans to say "I love you" and it's a really big deal if they do. Real life is like the movies right?

If movies are to be believed, in America marriage has 3 official steps, "I Love You", engagement and marriage itself. You must be super careful not to tell an American person you love them otherwise you are basically betrothed.

WITCHCRAFT
Aug 28, 2007

Berries That Burn

I love that one, it's like some kind of Bizarro Borat fan fiction.

"I taught this wealthy foreigner about the American lifestyle firsthand, and he loved it. Sex and videogames, that's how we do."

SybilVimes
Oct 29, 2011
Definitely didn't happen:

Seventh Arrow
Jan 26, 2005

As long as we're rolling out the classics here, I figured I'd post the "mall ninja" story. I don't even think it originated on SA...the TL;DR version is that some guy posted to a firearms forum about requiring an absurd amount of lethal weaponry and body armour. When asked what he did for a living, he said that he was head of a three-man tactical security force for a local indoor shopping mall. This is a job that apparently requires carrying multiple glocks, trauma plate-enhanced armour, and ninja boots that let you climb walls. Supposedly, at the end the guy fessed up to make it all up as a way of parodying gun nuts, but who knows. I prefer to believe that the guy was totally serious.

The whole chain of posts is here:

http://lonelymachines.org/mall-ninjas/

There's too much to dump into one post, but enjoy some of the starters:

Gecko45 posted:


hello friends,

Last year I made the decision to trust my life on the street to Second Chance body armor. I got the level IIa because it stops the most rounds. plus I got the Trauma Plate for the front.

What scares me is that, although I can fit an extra trauma plate in the front, I cannot fit a second one in back. As of late I have taken to duct-taping a second trauma plate to the area of my back where the heart and vital organs are located. Then I put my vest on.

Here is the questions. The ducttape solution, although tactically sound, is hot and painful to remove. I would like to go to the single-plate solution in back. What I am worried about is repeated hits to that area with .308 ammunition. I have a high-risk security job and I fear that I would be the target for repeated long-distance shots to my back.

Are any of you aware of a thicker plate that could stop, say, .338 Lapua or something like that? Is there a better way to do the second plate?

BTW, I am, of course, usually carrying a pair of ceramic plates in my briefcase so that I can shield my head. My SO (we work as a team when necessary) has a similar accessory containing a breakdown NEF single-shot 300 WinMag with an 18" bbl. The plan is that I shield us with my body and “catch the rounds” while she assembles the NEF. I lay down covering fire with my 23 (Bar-Sto .357 Sig barrel) and she makes the long shots. I will then throw smoke grenades to obscure the area while continuing to lay covering fire. The problem, of course, is when I have to turn my back to run, and then the problem crops up.

Thanks!

quote:

One poster responded, ‘If Plan A is to take multiple .338 shots to the back, you really need to come up with a Plan B.” Needless to say, alot of folks started seriously wondering where this guy worked”

Gecko45 posted:

Thanks to everybody for the help. I am now thinking that the best thing to do is to have my wife make an “undervest” with pouches front and rear for the additional plates. This would let me have three plates in front (probably too hot and two in back. What I’m also asking her to do is to sew in a sleeve for an ASP collapsible baton. Right now I’m taping the ASP to my right calf (the left calf is where I have my G27).It’s okay for me to talk about my job, as long as I’m not specific. I am the Sergeant of a three-man Rapid Tactical Force at one of America’s largest indoor retail shopping areas. [And here the myth begins”] Although there are typically between fifteen and twenty normal security officers working the beat there, we decided a while ago that it would be best to have a specilized force for violent individuals. We use modified electric vehicles and can be anywhere on a given floor within eight and a half minutes.Naturally, the regular security people are unarmed. We “RTFers”, by arrangement with the local police, carry high-strength OC spray and batons. If we have a full tactical alert and permission from the local LEOs we also have a Mossberg 500 with less-lethal rounds and two K-frame Smith .38s loaded with 158gr. LRN.Basically, the situation is that we get the call, we lock up the situation, put everything five by five, and cordon the area until the local authorities arrive. We’re cops, we just don’t get the glory. [Somehow, I imagine the real police wouldn’t agree”]I am not permitted to carry Glocks on duty; however, when my wife picks me up from work I strap on the “Deadly Duo” of a 27 and 23, each with Bar-Sto .357 bbl.I am writing a proposal to replace our current Mossberg-Smith armament with the following:

3) MP5K-PDW with red-dot sights;
2) G36 rifles using SS109 rounds;
3) Glock practical tacticles in .357 Sig
1) PSG-1 using Fed Gold Medal .308
1) Starlight scope for the PSG-1 in case we lose power in the building.
3) Glock 27 backup guns
3) Kahr P-9 holdouts
I think this would make us capable of facing nearly any situation. I’ll let you know what the management says!!!

quote:

At this point, bullshit alarms started going off, and people started calling him on it. Here’s his response:

Gecko45 posted:

I do not understand the “joke” or the “Rambo.” I am in a high-risk job. It is not the Mall of America, but Ill tell you what its no podunk mall either.I am a responsible citizen who has made the choice to carry at all times. I defend others. If something happens at the Mall then I would be the hero, not those of you who are making fun of me for no reason. Yes Im not a Green Beret but guess what neither are you and unlike you I have to face unruly shoppers every day.My REAL problem is that, like any LEO, I have enemies because of my job. They may have access to high-powered rifles. My job starts and ends at the same time every day. Although I use four rotating routes to drive to and from work, I am still vulnerable during the walk to and from my car. This is the time that I load up on the trauma plates because I DO NOT WANT TO BE SHOT DEAD!Also, someone said that my Tac Team doesn’t get training. Not true. We meet at the range every night and shoot 400 rounds each through weapons that closely resemble our duty setup. We also practice unarmed combat. I am a Master of three martial arts including ninjitsu, which means I can wear the special boots to climb walls. I don’t think any of you are working as hard as I am to be prepared. I asked a serious question about tactical armor and I wanted a serious response. If you want to laugh at somebody, try laughing at the sheep out there who go to the mall unarmed trusting in me to stand guiard over their lives like a God.

Gecko45 posted:

We were previuosly restricted to .38’s and two Mossberg 500’s with less leathel rounds in them, but when our team saved the life and possibly the virginity of the Mayor’s nephew, there was a special relaxation of the rules made for us, due to the factt that the nepheew(who will remain nameless to rpevent a scandal) was saved by us using weapons better than our issue setup, so now we have good funding for gear for our jobs, and we needed to find relaible SMG’s, but the HK’s just wouldn’t cut it.

Gecko45 posted:

It was a hostage situation that was hushed up. The SWAT prettyboys were overpowered by the Gap, and we Backup RTF’ers had to resume our roles, and basically put everything five by five. The takedown was actually applied with SW weapons, SW3’s. It happened a while agao, and there is no way you would know what city I am in, so I can reveal these details, lets just say that the Mayor had really deep pockets to keep all of this out of the news. People aren’t so holy and upstanding when you get out your checkbook, they start to “forget” stuff, at least that what I understood happened.

Seventh Arrow has a new favorite as of 13:16 on May 12, 2014

N. Senada
May 17, 2011

My kidneys are busted

Seventh Arrow posted:

As long as we're rolling out the classics here, I figured I'd post the "mall ninja" story.

This is like Tom Clancy fanfiction, it's beautiful.

ibntumart
Mar 18, 2007

Good, bad. I'm the one with the power of Shu, Heru, Amon, Zehuti, Aton, and Mehen.
College Slice

Seventh Arrow posted:

As long as we're rolling out the classics here, I figured I'd post the "mall ninja" story. I don't even think it originated on SA...

A goon was behind it (Aquarium Gravel), but you're right, this unfolded on another forum entirely.

FrozenVent
May 1, 2009

The Boeing 737-200QC is the undisputed workhorse of the skies.
Didn't someone engage with him and start telling highly tactical stories of beating back an Asian gang trying to steal an arcade machine?

Nuclear War
Nov 7, 2012

You're a pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty girl
I must have more, that is glorious

Seventh Arrow
Jan 26, 2005

Nuclear War posted:

I must have more, that is glorious

Unfortunately, all I know about this walking second amendment is contained at the link. Oddly enough, one of the funniest things for me - despite all the gun porn and armour fetishization - is the little thing about using "modified electric vehicles and can be anywhere on a given floor within eight and a half minutes." I just keep imagining some zealous bug-eyed mall cop on a scooter ploughing through all the dudes in line at Dairy Queen.

ibntumart
Mar 18, 2007

Good, bad. I'm the one with the power of Shu, Heru, Amon, Zehuti, Aton, and Mehen.
College Slice

FrozenVent posted:

Didn't someone engage with him and start telling highly tactical stories of beating back an Asian gang trying to steal an arcade machine?

Yup, that was SpecOps. No idea if he was another goon in on it.

SpecOps Schools Us About Arcade Security posted:

It was about 8:45PM, and the mall was closing and nearly empty. Me and my ’shadow’ were sweeping quadrant 069E, the mall arcade, a known hotspot for Asian Gangs and assorted thugs. The arcade was located at the far east end of the mall, next to the movie theater and the orange julius.I smelled trouble, and couldn’t spot any movement from the arcade, which was unusual due to the presence of a new Mortal Compact arcade game. Those Asians Gangs love Mortal Combat.

I went to “condition red,” and discretely unholstered my Glock17 loaded with Black Talons. I motioned to my partner to sweep right to flank the arcade, but he was already in motion sensing the trouble in my facial expression. My partner drew his S&W 1006 and went prone behind a potted palm tree.I crept towards the arcade, when the power went out. It was an ambush! I could still see relatively well due to the full moon, shining through the building’s skylights, and years in a dark secret Russian prison center had honed my natural night vision to that of a tomcat. A perp popped up from behind the Orange Julius counter with a full auto Kalashnikov with a 75rd drum, and opened up in the direction of my partner, meanwhile two perps popped up from behind the skeeball machine with sawed off 12 gauges. Another two perps appeared on the upper level and brought down hell-fire on us from above. One had a Winchester Model 70 in .30-06 with a 10x scope and the other was laying down suppressive fire with a Mac10 variant. The perps were all sporting cheap russian NVGs.

I dove under a metal bench, and lined my sights on the AK bandit. A double-tap to the chest, and a quick follow-up to the head brought him down like a sack of potatos. My partner had been hit in the leg by some buckshot but he kept fighting like a champ, he took out one of the shotgunners with a 10mm hollowpoint to the temple, while I started unloading into the glass partition that surrounded the upper level. When the sniper ran for cover I drew a bead on him, adjusted for distance, and dropped two into his abdomen. The Mac-man ran for it, at the sight of the bloody guts pouring out his partner’s stomach.I did a quick tactical reload, grabbed the 870P from the harness on my back, and did some rolls over to the movie theater and back flipped over the concession counter while unloading the 5 rounds of 000 into the skeeball machine. My partner was pinned down, I tossed the empty 870, and realized I couldn’t hit the remaining perp due to my the poor angle of attack. I had to act fast or my partner was done for. I leap over the counter again, and low crawled towards the arcade unseen. I crept behind the Mrs. PacMan game, and when I heard the perp reload, jumped up with my trusty K-Bar, and threw it into the perp’s arm, pinning him against the wall behind him.When the smoke cleared, we had three dead perps, and two very scared prisoners. My partner was slighting wounded but he would live to fight another day.

The company goons came in fast by chopper, to cover up the situation. The remaining perps were flown to a company detention center, and we never found out what happened to them, or why they made such a vicious attack. My belief is that they were planning to hijack the coveted Mortal Combat game unit. The remaining customers and employees were paid off to cover their emotional distress and to keep their mouths shut. Later an unknown shadowy figure in an expensive black suit (obviously a high ranking company guy) came to me as I was reloading my Rem870 (in case of a second wave of attackers) and offered me the job opportunity of a lifetime…

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Oct 30, 2009

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FrozenVent
May 1, 2009

The Boeing 737-200QC is the undisputed workhorse of the skies.

ibntumart posted:

Yup, that was SpecOps. No idea if he was another goon in on it.

This poo poo is art. It didn't happen because this world isn't worthy enough for such epic adventures.

Terrible Horse
Apr 27, 2004
:I

Rudager posted:

What the gently caress, it's not even an interesting story, it's so completely hum-drum that I could easily see it happening for real.

These "probably happened, just utterly dull" stories might be more sad to me than the obvious revenge fantasies.

silencekit
May 1, 2014


eating only apples posted:

Angry Bee Dance. I don't have links unfortunately but that's the guy you want.

Terrific! I'll have to start digging immediately. If anybody saved these, for gently caress's sake please post them.

Evil Willow
Apr 26, 2007
Bored now...

GAINING WEIGHT... posted:

is that mandy goddamned patinkin

I know this post is a couple of days old, but I didn't see a response to it. Yep, it's Mandy Patinkin, it's a scene from Dead Like Me. If you haven't seen it, you should. Bloody awesome show!

Khazar-khum
Oct 22, 2008

:minnie: Cat Army :minnie:
2nd Battalion

Seventh Arrow posted:

As long as we're rolling out the classics here, I figured I'd post the "mall ninja" story. I don't even think it originated on SA...the TL;DR version is that some guy posted to a firearms forum about requiring an absurd amount of lethal weaponry and body armour. When asked what he did for a living, he said that he was head of a three-man tactical security force for a local indoor shopping mall. This is a job that apparently requires carrying multiple glocks, trauma plate-enhanced armour, and ninja boots that let you climb walls. Supposedly, at the end the guy fessed up to make it all up as a way of parodying gun nuts, but who knows. I prefer to believe that the guy was totally serious.

The whole chain of posts is here:

http://lonelymachines.org/mall-ninjas/

There's too much to dump into one post, but enjoy some of the starters:

My God...this is the most glorious thing.

quote:

Yeah Nancy, cry to the mods to kill the TRUTH. Just because you’re too much of a Sally to hear REAL men talk about REAL life experiences.

BTW A one time experiementation while in the military, does not make one a homosexual. It’s when you practice it daily, like yourself, that you become a homosexual.

Stranger Danger Ranger
Jul 21, 2007
There are lizards coming out of my tv.
I just feel embarrassed for whoever wrote this:

quote:

I doubt many people are going to believe me, but here's the story anyway. I warn you now that this is pretty long.

It was 2001 and I was celebrating my 19th birthday visiting some friends in New York City. My friends got me some "alternative forms of identification", and we got into a bar. I really hate the taste of alcohol, but I didn't want to let my friends down, so I had a few drinks.

This place was kinda dark and empty, but up against one corner of the bar was this beautiful young girl playing the piano kind of softly. Most people were talking to their friends or busy drinking a lot so she was pretty much ignored, but she sounded so beautiful that I had to get closer. Time seemed to go by incredibly fast (must have been the alcohol in my little body) but after a while I ended up being the only person listening to her. When she took a break from playing she came down and talked to me for a few minutes just about a few little things. We hit it off almost instantly as I was able to make her laugh, and I was surprised that even though she had a slightly thick Russian accent we could completely understand each other. My friends were ready to leave, but I told them I would catch up later.

She went up and sang for a little while again, and again I was the only one listening. She stopped after two more songs and came down to talk with me again. She told me all sorts of things about how her parents got her into music, how she'd lived in Russia, about all these little songs she wrote as a kid (she had hundreds).

At first I was trying to be all tough and manly, to kinda impress her.. bragging about things I had done in my life. She caught on to it, and she told me, "Listen honey. There's hundreds of strong men out there. I like men who are kind, who are honest, men who can be open with me." I switched gears from there, and it turned out she was much more happy to talk with me being myself then someone who was trying to be showy.

It was almost time to go so she got up on stage and sung one last song, she started by saying "This one's for you, honey," and pointed at me. I was amazed because I couldn't remember up to that point a girl ever being so friendly with me.

The bar was closing up and I asked to help her put her stuff away. I asked her if she had a cd that I could buy so I could hear her again. She came back with, "You don't need a cd, I'll give you a private performance. Why don't you come back to my place?" My jaw dropped to the floor, but I did my best to keep my cool.

We were driving back to her apartment and we talked for a bit more, and I realized I hadn't even asked this girl her name! I embarassingly asked her, and she told me, "That's ok, I don't know yours either. My name is Regina, Regina Spektor." I told her my last name, and because of her russian-english, she couldn't pronounce it correctly. She tried a couple times, "Samsmanskay.... Samskemansk, can I just say Samson?" I said sure, and her saying that brought us up talking about Samson the biblical figure. She told me again how she liked sensitive men and she said that maybe if Samson had cut his hair then he'd have to be more sensitive and she would like him.

Anyways we got back to her place, one of those big studios with a really high ceiling. She got the place so she could play her music all the time without people complaining. She played a few of the more softer, quieter songs which I loved. She offered me something to eat, but we got into the kitchen and she had all this weird Russian food, so I just asked her to get me a piece of wonderbread, that would be good enough.

She asked me if I was going to stay and I said I wanted to. I won't bore you with the details of the afterwards, but I'll say it was my first time and I was no stallion, but I held her for a while after. I told her how beautiful she was and how beautiful this whole night had been, but at the same time sad because I knew that I didn't live here and we couldn't have a relationship. We talked for a while about stupid little things and eventually fell asleep in each others arms.

She had another gig to go to the next day so she was off in a different direction. I thanked her as she left and she told me that she was proud to be the first girl who loved me.

I went back to my friends bragging, of course, but I figured this was girl was just one of hundreds trying desperately to make it and never succeeding. My life went on, and it never really occurred to me to look up this girl and see how she was doing, partially because I was busy with a serious relationship. Out of the blue, a few months ago she sent me a CD in the mail -- autographed, saying: "To Kyle Samsonsanssky.. I loved you first - Regina."

So now I do a google search and it turns out, wow, this girl got really popular. Even cooler than that, she wrote a song about that night! It's called Samson, and when I heard it for the first time, it brought back lots of memories.

Sadly, I've gotten married in those in-between years, so nothing will come of it. But I wrote her a nice letter telling her what's happened since that night, and telling her how happy I was that she had gotten so popular. I hope to hear back from her eventually.

6EQUJ5 6 7
Sep 1, 2012

I'd do the same as you.
That made me uncomfortable just reading it.

venus de lmao
Apr 30, 2007

Call me "pixeltits"

It was written by a goon, if I remember correctly.

Ailumao
Nov 4, 2004

I like how in every one of these, the guy is either too cool for school and doesn't even like alcohol, man. Or has super refined taste and only likes scotch on the rocks :smuggo:

Nth Doctor
Sep 7, 2010

Darkrai used Dream Eater!
It's super effective!


Magna Kaser posted:

Or has super refined taste and only likes scotch on the rocks :smuggo:

Jokes on them, refined taste means taking your scotch neat. :mmmsmug:

IceAgeComing
Jan 29, 2013

pretty fucking embarrassing to watch

Nth Doctor posted:

Jokes on them, refined taste means taking your scotch neat. :mmmsmug:

this but unironically.

Ice and Whisky is disgusting and its wrong to do that!

BgRdMchne
Oct 31, 2011

A splash of water brings out the flavors and mellows the scotch, but ice kills flavor.

Stoatbringer
Sep 15, 2004

naw, you love it you little ho-bot :roboluv:

Whisky and steak are both improved with a huge dollop of tomato ketchup.

ibntumart
Mar 18, 2007

Good, bad. I'm the one with the power of Shu, Heru, Amon, Zehuti, Aton, and Mehen.
College Slice
There's non-tomato ketchup?

Marley Wants More
Oct 22, 2005

woof

ibntumart posted:

There's non-tomato ketchup?

Oyster and mushroom.

Inspector_666
Oct 7, 2003

benny with the good hair
You're all missing the best part:

quote:

She offered me something to eat, but we got into the kitchen and she had all this weird Russian food, so I just asked her to get me a piece of wonderbread, that would be good enough.

sharktamer
Oct 30, 2011

Shark tamer ridiculous
Wonderbread is just bread, right?

Inspector_666
Oct 7, 2003

benny with the good hair

sharktamer posted:

Wonderbread is just bread, right?

Yes, it's the whitest of white bread.

It's such an absolutely bizarre inclusion.

GAINING WEIGHT...
Mar 26, 2007

See? Science proves the JewsMuslims are inferior and must be purged! I'm not a racist, honest!

Inspector_666 posted:

Yes, it's the whitest of white bread.

It's such an absolutely bizarre inclusion.

It's because it's a line in the song.

"Samson went back to bed,
Not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of Wonderbread
and went right back to bed"

AKA Pseudonym
May 16, 2004

A dashing and sophisticated young man
Doctor Rope

sharktamer posted:

Wonderbread is just bread, right?

It's widely regarded as low quality. It's generally marketed towards children who have bad taste in everything.

Doctor Bishop
Oct 22, 2013

To understand what happened at the diner, we use Mr. Papaya. This is upsetting because he is the friendliest of fruits.

Marley Wants More posted:

Oyster and mushroom.

And banana. Can't forget the banana ketchup.

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sharktamer
Oct 30, 2011

Shark tamer ridiculous

GAINING WEIGHT... posted:

It's because it's a line in the song.

"Samson went back to bed,
Not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of Wonderbread
and went right back to bed"

Oh poo poo it must be true then.

This reminds me of the time I met this nice man at a bar and told him how I killed a man. I remember telling him to carry on if I didn't go back there tomorrow. Apparently he was pretty famous too.

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