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Post by motosada on Apr 2, 2007 22:54:59 GMT -5
Ah, the post-car wreck "what if"-ing. I always hate that.
In other news, I'm writing a book. I think I'm going to call it Working Three Jobs and Still Being Under the Poverty Line is Bullshit; Fuck Whitey.
That, or All Work and No Play Make Gerald something something.
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~danthrax
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TEH DAN~!!!
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Post by ~danthrax on Apr 3, 2007 22:25:53 GMT -5
I witnessed a head-on collision on Noland Road here in KC. Ripped an in-shock, bleeding-profusely woman out of a minivan window. Her husband was breathing his dying labored breaths in the driver's seat, and his glazed eyes kept looking past me. Almost into my soul. I went over to him and tried to get his attention, but his mind wasn't there. He was just trying survive, like a dying animal... with each breath his ribs made a deep cracking sound.
Shit, that was on the way to the 2004 Chiefs Season Opener. The blood on me still showed up through my KC Jersey. We barely made it to the game before kickoff.
That day was incredibly surreal. I can't really remember the game.
For the love of god wear your fucking seatbelts. ~~~~~~
IN GOOD NEWS - my fiancee just won a 2007 Chevy Silverado. Fucking won it. Taxes paid. From her place of work. Sweet much? Fuck yes. I get to trade in my car and her old truck for a new one, so we'll both be pimpin' new shit.
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Post by Debu Deib on Apr 3, 2007 22:34:25 GMT -5
Guess I should give an IRL update for anyone wondering "Where's that fat cunt gone?"
While nothing like any big accidents or anything terrifying/bad happened, I have done something shocking. I got a job as a barman at a holiday complex and spend like 80% of my non-sleeping time serving beer, collecting/washing glasses and conversing with drunk people for £5.50 an hour, £6.50 if it's after 11pm.
Not too bad, actually. Can sometimes be a bit of a clusterfuck on Friday and Saturday, but most nights it's all good.
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Post by Smacked Ass on Apr 3, 2007 22:43:26 GMT -5
I witnessed a head-on collision on Noland Road here in KC. Ripped an in-shock, bleeding-profusely woman out of a minivan window. Her husband was breathing his dying labored breaths in the driver's seat, and his glazed eyes kept looking past me. Almost into my soul. I went over to him and tried to get his attention, but his mind wasn't there. He was just trying survive, like a dying animal... with each breath his ribs made a deep cracking sound. Shit, that was on the way to the 2004 Chiefs Season Opener. The blood on me still showed up through my KC Jersey. We barely made it to the game before kickoff. That day was incredibly surreal. I can't really remember the game. For the love of god wear your fucking seatbelts. ~~~~~~ IN GOOD NEWS - my fiancee just won a 2007 Chevy Silverado. Fucking won it. Taxes paid. From her place of work. Sweet much? Fuck yes. I get to trade in my car and her old truck for a new one, so we'll both be pimpin' new shit. THAT was a fucking ride and a half of a read... Whoa... and Congrats, yo!
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Post by orochigeese on Apr 3, 2007 23:02:37 GMT -5
Guess I should give an IRL update for anyone wondering "Where's that fat cunt gone?" While nothing like any big accidents or anything terrifying/bad happened, I have done something shocking. I got a job as a barman at a holiday complex and spend like 80% of my non-sleeping time serving beer, collecting/washing glasses and conversing with drunk people for £5.50 an hour, £6.50 if it's after 11pm. Not too bad, actually. Can sometimes be a bit of a clusterfuck on Friday and Saturday, but most nights it's all good. Congratulations on the new job Sounds like its pretty cool!! What is a "holiday complex" exactly? Is that the UK version of like a vacation resort? I know a lot of English people use "holiday" as Americans use "vacation" so i figure its the same but just wonderin
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Post by Smacked Ass on Apr 3, 2007 23:10:00 GMT -5
He's likely pullin' pints for all of us North American wankers.
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Post by orochigeese on Apr 3, 2007 23:12:22 GMT -5
He's likely pullin' pints for all of us North American wankers. LOL, I dunno if you should use the word "pullin" in the same sentence as "wankers" ;D
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Post by lulz on Apr 4, 2007 11:34:15 GMT -5
Yeah, Geese, vacation is like an Americanism. I don't not use them on purpose, it's just how I say shit. In fact, if I started using them I'd probably sound like a right twat.
And Smacked Arse, no Americans/Canadians yet, it's mostly Jocks(that's Scottish to you) and Geordies at the minute.
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Post by orochigeese on Apr 4, 2007 15:05:59 GMT -5
Yeah the "holiday" notation sometimes confuses me. I know a lot of British peeps use it to refer to "vacation" but in America it refers to specific days of celebration/worship/etc (like July 4th, Xmas, Talk Like a Pirate Day, etc). Either way though, sounds like you have a cool new job
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Post by motosada on Apr 4, 2007 18:13:41 GMT -5
"Geordies?"
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I'm trying not to make a Reading Railroad mention here. ... Fuck!
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Post by Davey on Apr 4, 2007 20:22:55 GMT -5
Geordie is a person from Newcastle. Like Martin.
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Post by Smacked Ass on Apr 15, 2007 15:10:54 GMT -5
OOOOOH CAN-A-DAAAA!
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Post by Joe Snack Road on May 2, 2007 9:46:41 GMT -5
OH SHI-!
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We broke the street date for Spider-Man 3, guys.
But, Activision doesn't take that seriously, do they?
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Guys?
DO THEY?
The overnight manager decided she wanted to put the game out because quote, "When I was in charge of electronics, we were to put games out as soon as we got them."
I put up a light argument, but hey, if she had the experience, who was I to argue?
Really. This manager is apparantly in hot water for not being actively, like, managing and stuff, so she wanted to put the game out - opened the game cases and told me to put them games away - told me where to do it.
SO, I said "Okay."
But really. For all this excitable hushed whispers of broken street dates... it was actually kind of lame to be teh one to do it.
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Post by Smacked Ass on May 2, 2007 12:14:52 GMT -5
The FBI is on their way to your place as I type this. YOU'LL BURN, REBEL SCUM!!!
Your experienced manager is being dissolved in a vat of acid, and all records of her existence are being burned right now.
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Post by Joe Snack Road on May 2, 2007 19:25:33 GMT -5
Your experienced manager is being dissolved in a vat of acid, and all records of her existence are being burned right now. I'm down with that.
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