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| enferno |
When was the last time you . .
Got in a fight (and what over)
Fell down stairs (and how)
Ate something stale (what was it and how stale/past expiration date)
Went to a concert (and what concert/where)
Got a piercing (and what did you get pierced)
Got wounded (how, where, and what was wounded)
Did drugs (what and when and how messed up were you and name one dumb thing you did while high)
Ran into a blunt object (what was it and how)
Knocked someone or something large over (what and how)
Broke something (what and how)
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| TweeK |
When was the last time you . .
Got in a fight (and what over) last thurday over a dodgeball game,
Fell down stairs (and how)never
Ate something stale (what was it and how stale/past expiration date)
Beacon,i was still good to me
Went to a concert (and what concert/where) about two weeks ago some venue were some of the local Djs were spinning
Got a piercing (and what did you get pierced)Never
Got wounded (how, where, and what was wounded)Forhead,the dodgeball incident
Did drugs (what and when and how messed up were you and name one dumb thing you did while high)Like in 7th grade long time ago
Ran into a blunt object (what was it and how)a girl in my school we crashed in the school hallway
Knocked someone or something large over (what and how)I knocked a chick up if you know what i mean ;)
Broke something (what and how)My pencil lead at school,i was tapping on my desk making beatz. |
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| PVD & T[]C |
| quote: | Originally posted by enferno
When was the last time you . .
Got in a fight (and what over)
Fell down stairs (and how)
Ate something stale (what was it and how stale/past expiration date)
Went to a concert (and what concert/where)
Got a piercing (and what did you get pierced)
Got wounded (how, where, and what was wounded)
Did drugs (what and when and how messed up were you and name one dumb thing you did while high)
Ran into a blunt object (what was it and how)
Knocked someone or something large over (what and how)
Broke something (what and how)
ok i'm outta Q's |
fight: weak ago
fell down stairs: about 4-5 years ago for a jackass video. i basically tripped on one stair and fell post 5 stairs straight onto a hardwood floor..owe
ate soemthing stale: a few weeks ago my friend was overnightr and we were in the mood for cereal. anyway we checked what i had and we found some wheaties that expired in 99. well i ate it, and it was gross.
concer:[b]oakenfold and summerfest on july 1st
[b]peirced:nothing
injured: im assuming you arent considering a scrape an injury so i will have to sayyyyyy three summers ago i cracked my tailbone for a second time. i cracked it skating. 6 months earlier i cracked it snowboarding.
drugs:never
walked into a blunt object: i walked into a wall today
knocked something overi knocked a self over at a target. i dont really know how, but yeah.....:D
broke something: uuuuuuuum lemme think..................that would be..........a.......i cant remember;) |
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| beats and beeps |
| quote: | Originally posted by enferno
When was the last time you . .
Got in a fight (and what over)
Fell down stairs (and how)
Ate something stale (what was it and how stale/past expiration date)
Went to a concert (and what concert/where)
Got a piercing (and what did you get pierced)
Got wounded (how, where, and what was wounded)
Did drugs (what and when and how messed up were you and name one dumb thing you did while high)
Ran into a blunt object (what was it and how)
Knocked someone or something large over (what and how)
Broke something (what and how)
ok i'm outta Q's |
1. Grade four, so six years ago or so.
2. Cant remember.
3. Today, cookies only 3 days old, but tasted stale.
4. Last summer Radiohead @ Thunderbird
5. Never
6. 2 days ago...cat.
7. 3 Weeks ago, weed, moderatly stoned.
8. Yesterday, cupboard.
9. Cant remember
10. Broke a popsicle stick...just now. |
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| idoru |
Got in a fight: Don't recall getting into a real fight in the past five years or so, but I know there have been a few before then.
Fell down stairs: Never fallen down stairs.
Ate something stale: A bag of chips out of a brand new selection we'd picked up at the store. It hadn't expired.
Went to a concert: A Coldplay concert with my gf. When? I have no clue. :p
Got a piercing: Don't have piercings.
Got wounded: Stubbed my toe on the corner of a wall. I stub my left foot a lot.
Did drugs: Never.
Ran into a blunt object: The last time I remember running into anything was a cement pillar at school, while talking to friends.
Knocked someone or something large over: Don't recall.
Broke something: Knocked a plate off of the counter the other day. |
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| Orbax |
Got in a fight (and what over)
-1 year ago. guy slapped a girl at a party. Tried to put his head through the ceiling but it was surprisingly resiliant *the ceiling was, he got knocked out*
Fell down stairs (and how)
-5 days ago, twisted something. was just running down.
Ate something stale (what was it and how stale/past expiration date)
-hmmm at some moldy bread. thought it tasted funny...just a week over.
Went to a concert (and what concert/where)
-Never been to a concert :D
Got a piercing (and what did you get pierced)
-soon...sooooon
Got wounded (how, where, and what was wounded)
-Yesterday shooting the shotgun for a couple hours popped me shoulder a bit.
Did drugs (what and when and how messed up were you and name one dumb thing you did while high)
-alcohol a drug? weed was like a year ago. Just laughed for a few hours and thought my wall was on fire.
Ran into a blunt object (what was it and how)
-Ran into a fence friday night. my cheek still hurts.
Knocked someone or something large over (what and how)
-The fence I ran into
Broke something (what and how)
-...the fence lol |
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| twisted420 |
Got in a fight (and what over)
right before summer, I drunkenly fought these two guys which one of them was my friend. one of the guys i hated and started out fighting him, my friend jumped in and accedentally (i think) punched my square in the nose, so we all started fighting
Fell down stairs (and how)
couple days ago i was ma
Ate something stale (what was it and how stale/past expiration date)
two weeks ago, blueberry yogurt, a week old
Went to a concert (and what concert/where)barenaked ladies in '94
with my parents hehehe (thats right, i havnt been to a event yet)
Got a piercing (and what did you get pierced) i stuck a knife through my hand, while trying to somehow unpeel an orange...with a knife... when i was 8...does that count
Got wounded (how, where, and what was wounded) REALLY badly ed up my nose in a fight...see question one
Did drugs (what and when and how messed up were you and name one dumb thing you did while high) last night, smoked a join in my room, i was fairly high
Ran into a blunt object (what was it and how) riding my bike into a fence about three weeks ago
Knocked someone or something large over (what and how) see question one, kicking him [theopponant] around the stomach for kicking me in the head
Broke something (what and how)
first joint i rolled last night, had to reroll |
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| spec |
I’m in the mood to write some stories, so don’t bitch if it’s a bit long.
Got in a fight (and what over):
Friday night this crazy drunk girl attacked this girl I was with for no reason and I pulled her off. She punched my friend in the mouth and scratched her back. I pulled her off but didn't touch her or anything and she slapped me. I said "look stick to being just an ugly bitch, don't be a stupid bitch as well". I got kicked out for that. I never get kicked out, I'm a lover not a fighter.
Fell down stairs (and how):
About 5 weeks ago I played cricket all day Sunday and was really dehydrated but I decided to go and have a drink that night anyway. I was having one of those sensational weekends where everything goes right and luck was on my side so I didn’t want to waste it. A friend of mine owns a bar and I thought I’d pop in and say hi an hour or so before it closed and maybe go for a drink with him. I was in a confident, bubbly, invincible mood and I even top scored for my cricket team that day.
Unfortunately my bar owner mate wasn’t working so I grabbed a drink anyway and had a smoke. I felt like a bit of a nerd on my own though, so I was going to go home straight away. But one of the bargirls was really hot and I worked it a little and she flirted a little back. She kept making me drink cocktail after cocktail, and given the fact I played sport all day I got pretty drunk pretty fast. Next thing I know I’m back at her house in the same suburb.
She was a real hippy alternative chick so I decide to keep my love of globalisation, commercialisation and capitalism to myself in order to get some action. So we are back at her house and there are all these people there, I’m spewing a little, just need a little alone time to make a move. There is especially this one guy that is really suspect on me and he won’t let me, or her, out of his sight. Anyway next thing I’m discussing my love of art and music and she is telling me why people only commit crimes because we have a government. And we are listening to John Butler Trio. The lengths I go to to get some action.
Next thing I know she’s giving me a lesson on fire twirling. Still trying to look cool and coordinated, but drunk from 7 cocktails and a couple tall bottles of beer I manage to burn my favourite jeans, my flatmate’s favourite t shirt and nearly set my hair on fire. I think I look good though. A couple of people leave, so I fancy my chances a little more but that annoying guy isn’t going anywhere. I’m figuring that this guy, a photographer and I hate photographers, is best mates with my female friend’s flatmate and has been keen on her for a while, but hasn’t got anywhere.
I finally give my first compliment as I think she smells nice and wonder what perfume she wears, but this backfires as she gives me a lecture on the toxic non-natural chemicals in perfumes. I decide to brush up on my left wing values after I leave and be mean from now on. Finally this guy gets the message, its now quite late and maybe he’s got the message from the fact I’ve asked him about 50 times where he lives, when he’s going home and subtlety what the he’s still doing here. He tries to milk some guilt votes by saying he’s going to sleep in his car but neither of us care. Loser! Is there anything better than cutting out some guy that has put in months and months of work, and you’ve put in a couple hours? Its like a stake right through he heart.
Finally its time to make a move and I do so at the top on the back stairs at her house, which are two story, very steep, long, wooden and old.
Its getting quite passionate and her breasts are out, until we slip. Next thing I’m falling backwards at great speed, like really really fast, and manage to land upside down on my head right at the bottom. Like my head took the entire brunt of the landing. I think my arm is broken. I try to assess the damage and luckily there is only internal bleeding, and no red stuff on the stairs. I feel like someone has smashed me with a baseball bat right on my temple. My head is throbbing, sticking out about 5 centimetres more than normal, and I am having trouble with my vision. Time for another beer.
I grab my lady friend, keep wishing I could remember her name, and fighting through the immense pain I am in, rip her clothes off. She is one crazy girl, halfway through sex she gets up and starts painting, next thing she is having sex and painting at the same time. ing hippy chicks!! She is wild in the sack, and some of the that comes out of her mouth you wouldn’t believe. I reckon in the car can hear her squeal.
About an hour later its now day time and I call a cab, I can’t even remember where I parked my car. I am smart enough to leave my jacket there which ensures at least one more night of wild hippy girl sex. I go straight to the hospital where I am admitted and put on a drip. Next thing I get cat scans and little tablets that make me see imaginary little green men in my hospital ward. I get two days off work and huge amounts of sympathy from everybody.
Ate something stale (what was it and how stale/past expiration date):
A few months ago I decided late at night to have a protein shake whilst watching a movie with a female friend of mine. In almost total darkness I pour the milk into my shaker, and put a few scoops of powder, give a shake and sit down.
It feels really really lumpy. I just think that I mustn’t have shaken it very well and the lumps are undissolved protein powder. The next morning my companion goes to have some cereal and upon opening the milk bottle is rocked back my the smell. Its about a month overdue and must have been hiding at the back when I took it out the previous night. Its so off there are coloured bits. Somehow I am not sick.
Went to a concert (and what concert/where)
Ajax and Flipside Family Friday night.
Got a piercing (and what did you get pierced)
No piercings.
Got wounded (how, where, and what was wounded)
See stairs story.
Did drugs (what and when and how messed up were you and name one dumb thing you did while high)
I went on a date and it lasted for 2 days. The dumbest thing I did was dancing to R & B (Urban) music in order to fit in at this club where I met the people I was with, and although I wan probably dancing like a real , I thought I looked good.
Ran into a blunt object (what was it and how)
Can’t remember.
Knocked someone or something large over (what and how)
No idea.
Broke something (what and how)
Can’t remember. |
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| Clovis86 |
| quote: | Originally posted by spec
I’m in the mood to write some stories, so don’t bitch if it’s a bit long.
Got in a fight (and what over):
Friday night this crazy drunk girl attacked this girl I was with for no reason and I pulled her off. She punched my friend in the mouth and scratched her back. I pulled her off but didn't touch her or anything and she slapped me. I said "look stick to being just an ugly bitch, don't be a stupid bitch as well". I got kicked out for that. I never get kicked out, I'm a lover not a fighter.
Fell down stairs (and how):
About 5 weeks ago I played cricket all day Sunday and was really dehydrated but I decided to go and have a drink that night anyway. I was having one of those sensational weekends where everything goes right and luck was on my side so I didn’t want to waste it. A friend of mine owns a bar and I thought I’d pop in and say hi an hour or so before it closed and maybe go for a drink with him. I was in a confident, bubbly, invincible mood and I even top scored for my cricket team that day.
Unfortunately my bar owner mate wasn’t working so I grabbed a drink anyway and had a smoke. I felt like a bit of a nerd on my own though, so I was going to go home straight away. But one of the bargirls was really hot and I worked it a little and she flirted a little back. She kept making me drink cocktail after cocktail, and given the fact I played sport all day I got pretty drunk pretty fast. Next thing I know I’m back at her house in the same suburb.
She was a real hippy alternative chick so I decide to keep my love of globalisation, commercialisation and capitalism to myself in order to get some action. So we are back at her house and there are all these people there, I’m spewing a little, just need a little alone time to make a move. There is especially this one guy that is really suspect on me and he won’t let me, or her, out of his sight. Anyway next thing I’m discussing my love of art and music and she is telling me why people only commit crimes because we have a government. And we are listening to John Butler Trio. The lengths I go to to get some action.
Next thing I know she’s giving me a lesson on fire twirling. Still trying to look cool and coordinated, but drunk from 7 cocktails and a couple tall bottles of beer I manage to burn my favourite jeans, my flatmate’s favourite t shirt and nearly set my hair on fire. I think I look good though. A couple of people leave, so I fancy my chances a little more but that annoying guy isn’t going anywhere. I’m figuring that this guy, a photographer and I hate photographers, is best mates with my female friend’s flatmate and has been keen on her for a while, but hasn’t got anywhere.
I finally give my first compliment as I think she smells nice and wonder what perfume she wears, but this backfires as she gives me a lecture on the toxic non-natural chemicals in perfumes. I decide to brush up on my left wing values after I leave and be mean from now on. Finally this guy gets the message, its now quite late and maybe he’s got the message from the fact I’ve asked him about 50 times where he lives, when he’s going home and subtlety what the he’s still doing here. He tries to milk some guilt votes by saying he’s going to sleep in his car but neither of us care. Loser! Is there anything better than cutting out some guy that has put in months and months of work, and you’ve put in a couple hours? Its like a stake right through he heart.
Finally its time to make a move and I do so at the top on the back stairs at her house, which are two story, very steep, long, wooden and old.
Its getting quite passionate and her breasts are out, until we slip. Next thing I’m falling backwards at great speed, like really really fast, and manage to land upside down on my head right at the bottom. Like my head took the entire brunt of the landing. I think my arm is broken. I try to assess the damage and luckily there is only internal bleeding, and no red stuff on the stairs. I feel like someone has smashed me with a baseball bat right on my temple. My head is throbbing, sticking out about 5 centimetres more than normal, and I am having trouble with my vision. Time for another beer.
I grab my lady friend, keep wishing I could remember her name, and fighting through the immense pain I am in, rip her clothes off. She is one crazy girl, halfway through sex she gets up and starts painting, next thing she is having sex and painting at the same time. ing hippy chicks!! She is wild in the sack, and some of the that comes out of her mouth you wouldn’t believe. I reckon in the car can hear her squeal.
About an hour later its now day time and I call a cab, I can’t even remember where I parked my car. I am smart enough to leave my jacket there which ensures at least one more night of wild hippy girl sex. I go straight to the hospital where I am admitted and put on a drip. Next thing I get cat scans and little tablets that make me see imaginary little green men in my hospital ward. I get two days off work and huge amounts of sympathy from everybody.
Ate something stale (what was it and how stale/past expiration date):
A few months ago I decided late at night to have a protein shake whilst watching a movie with a female friend of mine. In almost total darkness I pour the milk into my shaker, and put a few scoops of powder, give a shake and sit down.
It feels really really lumpy. I just think that I mustn’t have shaken it very well and the lumps are undissolved protein powder. The next morning my companion goes to have some cereal and upon opening the milk bottle is rocked back my the smell. Its about a month overdue and must have been hiding at the back when I took it out the previous night. Its so off there are coloured bits. Somehow I am not sick.
Went to a concert (and what concert/where)
Ajax and Flipside Family Friday night.
Got a piercing (and what did you get pierced)
No piercings.
Got wounded (how, where, and what was wounded)
See stairs story.
Did drugs (what and when and how messed up were you and name one dumb thing you did while high)
I went on a date and it lasted for 2 days. The dumbest thing I did was dancing to R & B (Urban) music in order to fit in at this club where I met the people I was with, and although I wan probably dancing like a real , I thought I looked good.
Ran into a blunt object (what was it and how)
Can’t remember.
Knocked someone or something large over (what and how)
No idea.
Broke something (what and how)
Can’t remember. |
That post was hilarious.
Props.
-Clovis :D |
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| spec |
| quote: | Originally posted by Clovis86
That post was hilarious.
Props.
-Clovis :D |
Man the weekend that included the stairs story was an absolute bender and I would fill many pages with that happened.
It was no doubt the single most eventful weekend of my entire life.
The funniest just kept happening! |
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| citric_acid |
When was the last time you . .
Got in a fight (and what over) this morning, over my phone bill
Fell down stairs (and how)last night, i was coming down the stairs to get back to my laptop and i had the blanket around me and i tripped over it and fell
Ate something stale (what was it and how stale/past expiration date) i dont know
Went to a concert (and what concert/where) i dont remember not 2 long ago
Got a piercing (and what did you get pierced) 1 year got the cartlege in my ear then i let it close because it annoyd me
Got wounded (how, where, and what was wounded) everyday, im a klutz, currently my head from slipping in the bathrum, and also my knee from falling in the kitchen
Did drugs (what and when and how messed up were you and name one dumb thing you did while high) um, i didnt know it til 2 days later but i got fairy dusted at a rave and i was nieve and didnt realize it hah but other then that, 7 months ago
Ran into a blunt object (what was it and how) the garage door 2day and then the sliding glass door
Knocked someone or something large over (what and how) i dont remember
Broke something (what and how) a plate today |
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| KrazyDJs |
Got in a fight (and what over)
can't remember...
Fell down stairs (and how)
today morning....running up the stairs and just slipped...
Ate something stale (what was it and how stale/past expiration date)
erm..dunno....
Went to a concert (and what concert/where)
3 weeks ago on the beach..some pop \ rock bands...
Got a piercing (and what did you get pierced)
2 months ago, eyebrow
Got wounded (how, where, and what was wounded)
shaving wounds included ? :wtf:
Did drugs (what and when and how messed up were you and name one dumb thing you did while high)
never
Ran into a blunt object (what was it and how)
ran into a door....it was like 3am and i went upstairs, all dark and ...thought the door is open
Knocked someone or something large over (what and how)
erm...dunno
Broke something (what and how)
fan...don't remember how |
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