Topic: Shit Days (Read 227723 times)

Detonator · « **Reply #260 on:** April 09, 2009, 10:03:10 PM »

Quote from: Kazuyalex on April 09, 2009, 06:04:53 AM

Yeah, my observations suggest that there's only three outcomes to military enlistment.

1) You go crazy ( optional).
2) You go less crazy and just become bitter and unhappy.
3) You come out perfectly fine.

The first two are significantly more common.

So people in the military are either crazy, depressed, or normal?

I would say this pertains to everybody on Earth.

Friday · « **Reply #261 on:** April 09, 2009, 10:07:38 PM »

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The first two are significantly more common.

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I would say this pertains to everybody on Earth.

François · « **Reply #262 on:** April 16, 2009, 09:03:58 AM »

I'd be in lose-tooth ville right now, if I wasn't in just-had-tooth-ripped-out-of-head-with-pliers ville. On the plus side, I can confirm my long-held suspicion that I have a Fallout perk: Chem Resistant. It took three injections to numb me sufficiently and painkillers no worky.

Here's to two months of unsuccessfully pretending I have a hole in my smile because invaders are coming and I need to let my archers shoot at them from behind fortifications.

oh yay i got facial spasms now that's neat how they don't tell you about that

it's like a surprise

like my cheek is throwing a party and I'm not invited

Classic · « **Reply #263 on:** April 16, 2009, 09:53:31 AM »

Ain't that a trait?

Brentai · « **Reply #264 on:** April 16, 2009, 10:04:31 AM »

There are no traits.

Classic · « **Reply #265 on:** April 16, 2009, 11:37:17 AM »

Classic · « **Reply #266 on:** April 16, 2009, 11:38:26 AM »

I remember when Bloody Mess was a trait...

Demoed above.

EDIT: CLASSIC EXPLAINS HIS STUPID:
[spoiler]I put in the last one because I wanted you guys to guess that I didn't get most of my critical hits from shooting guys in the eyes.[/spoiler]

Norondor · « **Reply #267 on:** April 16, 2009, 02:22:11 PM »

Quote from: ZedPower on April 16, 2009, 09:03:58 AM

On the plus side, I can confirm my long-held suspicion that I have a Fallout perk: Chem Resistant. It took three injections to numb me sufficiently and painkillers no worky.

ha ha, the last time i had a tooth pulled they gave me ten shots but it still hurt, and my face was getting numb all the way up to my scalp, so i just told them it was working and did my stoic face while they yanked my molar out

they also said the numbness would last until noon the next day but it had worn off by the time i was out of the lobby

Bal · « **Reply #268 on:** April 16, 2009, 03:05:37 PM »

Well then I suggest you take a bunch of buffout and go beat up all the guys who ever made fun of you so you can feel like a big man, then take some mentats and go back to school, dummy.

Kazz · « **Reply #269 on:** April 16, 2009, 04:40:50 PM »

For Your Health

Lady Duke · « **Reply #270 on:** April 27, 2009, 07:05:21 PM »

Certainly not the worst day ever, but not a very good day.

I left the back door open for the dogs for most of the day, and with the addition of the new puppy, this was an even better idea since she could go out frequently without me having to let her out over and over. So night rolls around, I close the door, let them out once more, and then an hour later, Greta just pisses everywhere. Allllllll over the livingroom. Not like, a little bit. She jumped up onto the big comfy leather chair across from my couch, and she just made an enormous piss puddle in the spot where she'd been sitting. My backpack, which was on said chair, had the bottom soaked. And then she jumped down and kept peeing and got pee paws EVERYWHERE in the livingroom and kitchen, all the way out the door as I angrily ushered her outside. What a god damn little fucker. It was such a fucking mess to clean.

King Klown · « **Reply #271 on:** April 27, 2009, 09:18:01 PM »

I had a dog at one point that, when he got excited, he'd roll over to his side and squirt piss like a squirt-gun.

Sounds like your puppy is well on her way to being such a dog.

Disposable Ninja · « **Reply #272 on:** April 28, 2009, 05:57:11 PM »

Last Saturday my mom broke her elbow. Wait, that's not quite right. Last Saturday, she fell and her elbow shattered and now fragments of bone are scattered all throughout her left arm.

Her surgery is tomorrow; even if they are able to retrieve all the fragments of bone and glue it back together (which they might not actually be able to do), her left arm will never work the same again.

Mongrel · « **Reply #273 on:** April 29, 2009, 03:54:18 PM »

Not so much a shitty thing for me as it is for the victims.

This was a friend who I went to elementary and high school with for years. She was one of those very bubbly cheerful people, very smart. After I moved back to Toronto, I discovered that she lived in my neigbourhood and would see her once in a while at the grocery store. She ~~has~~ had a five year old son. Met the son and the husband too, really cute kid.

Death hangs by a thread, but man, that's rough for a five year old. Jesus Christ, poor kid. What a goddamn rotten shame.

SCD · « **Reply #274 on:** April 29, 2009, 11:45:17 PM »

I can't sleep.

There is a submarine outside my window. I'm normally used to cruise Ship bridge decks and the occasional helecopter but not a frakking submarine, let alone the one the Chicoutimi outside my window. Also the behemoth it rests on won't shut up.

Joy.

Mongrel · « **Reply #275 on:** April 30, 2009, 02:53:37 AM »

Quote from: Killjoy on April 29, 2009, 03:54:18 PM

Not so much a shitty thing for me as it is for the victims.

This was a friend who I went to elementary and high school with for years. She was one of those very bubbly cheerful people, very smart. After I moved back to Toronto, I discovered that she lived in my neigbourhood and would see her once in a while at the grocery store. She ~~has~~ had a five year old son. Met the son and the husband too, really cute kid.

Death hangs by a thread, but man, that's rough for a five year old. Jesus Christ, poor kid. What a goddamn rotten shame.

Updated article.

Mongrel · « **Reply #276 on:** May 03, 2009, 01:44:09 PM »

So the wunderkind gang from my old school days have banded together and are making arrangements to create an education trust fund for the young tyke. Their edu-ma-cated financial-world-self-assurance passes me right by, but it seems certain that Issac's education will be well-funded.

Damn good on them.

Friday · « **Reply #277 on:** May 13, 2009, 04:40:20 PM »

So I was out of town this weekend, back IN town where I used to live, and no less than 5 family/friends decided that it was a good time to dump all their feelings, problems, and stupid fucking bullshit all over me within a three day period.

Some of these things that they discussed dated back years.

I am emotionally spent. I managed to remain genial and civil all five times, but goddamn after the third I was wanting to strangle the fourth when he approached me about his baby and my issues with him having the baby.

(Namely, his wife is a douchebag, and he's ruining his life both financially and emotionally)

Arc · « **Reply #278 on:** May 13, 2009, 04:42:42 PM »

Quote from: Friday on May 13, 2009, 04:40:20 PM

my issues with him having the baby.

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH FRIDAY!?!

Friday · « **Reply #279 on:** May 13, 2009, 04:48:24 PM »

DO NOT BE ALARMED. WE ONLY SEEK A PEACEFUL CO-EXISTENCE.

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