What's messing with your groove?
#5441
Posted 02 November 2010 - 01:50 PM
I have discovered the torture that is acid indigestion.
Ugh
Ugh
2012
"Imperial Gothos, Imperial"
"Imperial Gothos, Imperial"
#5442
Posted 02 November 2010 - 01:50 PM
I have discovered the torture that is acid indigestion.
Ugh
Ugh
2012
"Imperial Gothos, Imperial"
"Imperial Gothos, Imperial"
#5443
Posted 02 November 2010 - 02:07 PM
Not to mention, the terror that is double posting?
Everyone is entitled to his own wrong opinion. - Lizrad
#5445
Posted 02 November 2010 - 02:56 PM
Friggin zits! Your not supposed to have this problem in your 30's!
I've always been crazy but its kept me from going insane.
#5446
Posted 02 November 2010 - 05:15 PM
Reaper's Gale
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#5447
Posted 02 November 2010 - 06:08 PM
You must be in the wrong thread.
I've always been crazy but its kept me from going insane.
#5448
Posted 02 November 2010 - 06:12 PM
Not necessarily. Granted, Toll the Hounds and Dust of Dreams were worse than Reapers Gale, but each to their own, right?
Legalise drugs! And murder!
#5449
Posted 02 November 2010 - 06:20 PM
No, they were all awesome and personal opinions will not be tolerated.
I've always been crazy but its kept me from going insane.
#5450
Posted 02 November 2010 - 08:01 PM
RG was, for me, a return to form
2012
"Imperial Gothos, Imperial"
"Imperial Gothos, Imperial"
#5451
Posted 02 November 2010 - 08:47 PM
Working for my dad at his NAPA store today. A guy comes in, wants a U-Joint. I tell him i have one for $15 and its lifetime guarantee and made in America. I also have one thats $11 and made in China. He wants to save 4 dollars, which is fine. He then proceeds to bitch for 10 minutes about how much more stuff is made in China instead of the US nowadays, and how shittier their stuff is.
What a fucking douchebag. It took all of my considerable willpower not to put my size 15 boot right up his ass.
What a fucking douchebag. It took all of my considerable willpower not to put my size 15 boot right up his ass.
I've always been crazy but its kept me from going insane.
#5452
Posted 02 November 2010 - 08:52 PM
Make that U-Joint a permenant part of him. Drive out here, you can stay in the guest bedroom.
I will say you got here 4 hours ago...
I will say you got here 4 hours ago...
Monster Hunter World Iceborne: It's like hunting monsters, but on crack, but the monsters are also on crack.
#5453
Posted 03 November 2010 - 03:19 AM
I realised I hate my supervisor. He bitches like a little girl about how overworked he is and about how he has to stay late every once in a while. He whines about it several times a day. At this point it is almost a daily occurence that he complains about how overworked he is to the owner. Everyone in the office is overworked right now and the boss knows it. Nobody can make their deadlines. Suck it up for f**k sakes, you don't hear the rest of us bitching about it daily, we are too busy managing damage control with our clients to have the time.
He shows up a minimum of fifteen minutes late everyday (and throws a f**cking tantrum if there is a client meeting that forces him to show up on time or, god forbid, early). He spends a minimum of an hour and a half a day gossiping with whoever will listen. I basically need to tell him to f off, I've got work to do, to actually get anything done. If he actually worked that hour and a half and showed up on time, maybe he would be able to meet a few deadlines. At least I'm not the one he'll be billing for the time he spent today talking about how he doesn't like the sunroof in his car or whether it was stereotypical that the mini parked outside was driven by a young woman. Fuck.
We've come to the conclusion he must have no friends at all, so he has to try to talk to people at work in order to have somewhere to voice his opinion. He better find some friends soon, or I will be looking for work elsewhere.
The next time he starts to dig into how I spent the last evening (in the hopes that I was playing the same video game he was) I think I'll go off on something about how I sliced my scrotum with my razor before I was supposed to meet my fuck buddy. Or maybe I'll describe a threesome with myself another guy and a woman in graphic detail. The look on his face might be worth it.
"So how did your evening go yesterday?" asks the supervisor.
"Painfull. I got my nads stuck in my razor. Most painful fing thing I've ever felt."
*he turns white and walks away, followed by high fives among the rest of us*
He shows up a minimum of fifteen minutes late everyday (and throws a f**cking tantrum if there is a client meeting that forces him to show up on time or, god forbid, early). He spends a minimum of an hour and a half a day gossiping with whoever will listen. I basically need to tell him to f off, I've got work to do, to actually get anything done. If he actually worked that hour and a half and showed up on time, maybe he would be able to meet a few deadlines. At least I'm not the one he'll be billing for the time he spent today talking about how he doesn't like the sunroof in his car or whether it was stereotypical that the mini parked outside was driven by a young woman. Fuck.
We've come to the conclusion he must have no friends at all, so he has to try to talk to people at work in order to have somewhere to voice his opinion. He better find some friends soon, or I will be looking for work elsewhere.
The next time he starts to dig into how I spent the last evening (in the hopes that I was playing the same video game he was) I think I'll go off on something about how I sliced my scrotum with my razor before I was supposed to meet my fuck buddy. Or maybe I'll describe a threesome with myself another guy and a woman in graphic detail. The look on his face might be worth it.
"So how did your evening go yesterday?" asks the supervisor.
"Painfull. I got my nads stuck in my razor. Most painful fing thing I've ever felt."
*he turns white and walks away, followed by high fives among the rest of us*
#5454
Posted 03 November 2010 - 04:57 AM
Being a drunk and having GERD. Watching the Oilers shit the bed time and time again.
See ten thousand ministries, See the holy rightous dogs.
They claim to heal, but all they do is steal, Abuse your faith, cheat, and rob.
~ God was Never on your Side, Lemmy Kilmister
They claim to heal, but all they do is steal, Abuse your faith, cheat, and rob.
~ God was Never on your Side, Lemmy Kilmister
#5455
Posted 03 November 2010 - 06:01 AM
TV Tropes appears to have removed the search box on the pages in favour of one hidden - HIDDEN behind a drop-box in the side-bar list, which is only a LINK to the search form, which now has CATPCHA protection. WTF? This is ruining my life! D;
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Shinrei said:
<Vote Silencer> For not garnering any heat or any love for that matter. And I'm being serious here, it's like a mental block that is there, and you just keep forgetting it.
#5456
Posted 03 November 2010 - 06:28 AM
Realised the similarities between prison life and life during exam preparation. I am SUFFOCATING here. Only 9 more days though...
Suck it Errant!
"It's time to kick ass and chew bubblegum...and I'm all out of gum."
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#5457
Posted 03 November 2010 - 07:04 AM
I'm awake.
I haven't been awake this early in ages, and now I can remember why.
I haven't been awake this early in ages, and now I can remember why.
Cougar said:
Grief, FFS will you do something with your sig, it's bloody awful
worry said:
Grief is right (until we abolish capitalism).
#5458
Posted 03 November 2010 - 07:06 AM
Sleepy as hell. Had trouble sleeping after Amnesia: The Dark Descent. Awesome horror game! Uh, does that mess with my grove or make me happy? Hmm.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
#5459
Posted 03 November 2010 - 07:40 AM
Gwynn ap Nudd, on 03 November 2010 - 03:19 AM, said:
Supervisor Story
Point him to 4chan. He can moan about anything and voice his opinion on whatever he feels like, he's not wasting your time and the allure will probably keep him in his office all day...
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You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
#5460
Posted 03 November 2010 - 11:12 AM
I was unfortunate enough to witness just now the most disgusting, wasteful display of bowling in a 1 day international cricket match that I have ever seen.
Australia made 239. In reply Sri Lanka were 8-107. Yep, that's right 8 wickets down for 107. We were bowling to a fricking number 10 batsman for fucks sake, AND SRI LANKA WON WITH ALMOST 6 OVERS TO SPARE!!!

Mathews and Malinga simply flayed our bowlers to all parts of the ground with ridiculous ease, it was almost like a comedy at times. Someone needs to have a VERY strong word to our bowlers about line and length. It was always too fucking short or too fucking full. That's when it was anywhere near the right line.
This game should go down in history as a salutary lesson in how to lose the unloseable. Wresting defeat from the jaws of victory.
Not good enough.
Australia made 239. In reply Sri Lanka were 8-107. Yep, that's right 8 wickets down for 107. We were bowling to a fricking number 10 batsman for fucks sake, AND SRI LANKA WON WITH ALMOST 6 OVERS TO SPARE!!!




Mathews and Malinga simply flayed our bowlers to all parts of the ground with ridiculous ease, it was almost like a comedy at times. Someone needs to have a VERY strong word to our bowlers about line and length. It was always too fucking short or too fucking full. That's when it was anywhere near the right line.
This game should go down in history as a salutary lesson in how to lose the unloseable. Wresting defeat from the jaws of victory.
Not good enough.
This post has been edited by Sombra: 03 November 2010 - 11:14 AM
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"Well well well ... if it ain't The Invisible C**t." - Billy Butcher, The Boys
"I have strong views about not tempting providence and, as a wise man once said, the difference between luck and a wheelbarrow is, luck doesn’t work if you push it." - Colonel Orhan, Sixteen Ways to Defend a Walled City - KJ Parker