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» Letters they'll never read
Dear Spanky Hanky
You're a bastard.
Actually no. Not a bastard, a fucking bastard.
Why? Because you're just too fucking funny, and even if some of your stories are utter bullshit, I not only love reading them, but wish a little inside that I was you. Or if not be you, at least be able to be a bit more like you.
But I won't be. I'll just go on being me, and you'll go on having outrageous anecdotes to regale to us all, usually about your alcohol, sex and bodily fluid antics.
You utter, utter, utter bastard.
I dare you to give me a click. At least by getting to the "popular" page this week, I can pretend I'm just a little closer to being more Spankified.
(Mon 8th Mar 2010, 13:36, More)
Dear Spanky Hanky
You're a bastard.
Actually no. Not a bastard, a fucking bastard.
Why? Because you're just too fucking funny, and even if some of your stories are utter bullshit, I not only love reading them, but wish a little inside that I was you. Or if not be you, at least be able to be a bit more like you.
But I won't be. I'll just go on being me, and you'll go on having outrageous anecdotes to regale to us all, usually about your alcohol, sex and bodily fluid antics.
You utter, utter, utter bastard.
I dare you to give me a click. At least by getting to the "popular" page this week, I can pretend I'm just a little closer to being more Spankified.
(Mon 8th Mar 2010, 13:36, More)
» The most childish thing you've done as an adult
I have so many...
One of my recent favourites though was walking through Target, there was one of those bins which they place in the middle of the walkway to attract the attention of impulse buyers and/or kids pestering their mothers. The bin was full of "super bouncy balls" which seem to be popular. They're the ones which look like raquetballs.
I picked one out of the bin, and gave it a few test bounces. I was sufficiently pleased.
I looked up at the ceiling of Target. It was about 8-9 metres (25' or so).
I gave the ball a mighty bounce, hoping to make it gently hit the ceiling. Instead, it slammed into the ceiling, and made an almighty racket. I dissolved in laughter. My wife was mortified, and proceeded to tell me off for being such a child.
To make things that much more satisfying, Standing a couple of metres away was an adolescent girl, who had just been told off by her mother for bouncing the balls. As we walked away, tears streaming down my face, barely able to breathe, the child was complaining to her mother: "See, he got to do it....."
(Sat 19th Sep 2009, 22:08, More)
I have so many...
One of my recent favourites though was walking through Target, there was one of those bins which they place in the middle of the walkway to attract the attention of impulse buyers and/or kids pestering their mothers. The bin was full of "super bouncy balls" which seem to be popular. They're the ones which look like raquetballs.
I picked one out of the bin, and gave it a few test bounces. I was sufficiently pleased.
I looked up at the ceiling of Target. It was about 8-9 metres (25' or so).
I gave the ball a mighty bounce, hoping to make it gently hit the ceiling. Instead, it slammed into the ceiling, and made an almighty racket. I dissolved in laughter. My wife was mortified, and proceeded to tell me off for being such a child.
To make things that much more satisfying, Standing a couple of metres away was an adolescent girl, who had just been told off by her mother for bouncing the balls. As we walked away, tears streaming down my face, barely able to breathe, the child was complaining to her mother: "See, he got to do it....."
(Sat 19th Sep 2009, 22:08, More)
» The most childish thing you've done as an adult
I swear this QOTW was tailor made for me.
When my wife and I are getting ready to shower, the one of us which is undressing will wait and see where the other is, and especially if the other one is doing something mundane, jump through a doorway completely naked, and yell "Naked time!!!!", waggling bits and generally making a tit of oneself.
Where did we get this habit? From my best friend's 5 year old daughter, who thought it would be hilarious to do that to us when we were at his place for dinner one night.
(Mon 21st Sep 2009, 23:24, More)
I swear this QOTW was tailor made for me.
When my wife and I are getting ready to shower, the one of us which is undressing will wait and see where the other is, and especially if the other one is doing something mundane, jump through a doorway completely naked, and yell "Naked time!!!!", waggling bits and generally making a tit of oneself.
Where did we get this habit? From my best friend's 5 year old daughter, who thought it would be hilarious to do that to us when we were at his place for dinner one night.
(Mon 21st Sep 2009, 23:24, More)
» The most childish thing you've done as an adult
Just thought of a new one
Walking through the long winding path which is Ikea, about halfway is the kids and toys area. If there are any "hobby horses" (you know, basically a broom handle with a horse's head on it), I'll make a big show of mounting one (NOT like that, you filthy filthy people) and galloping up and down and circling my wife, making clippety-cloppety and neighing/whinnying noises, especially when she tells me to stop. When that happens, I HAVE to pull the reins back, and cal "Whoa thar boy!" to the horse, and make appropriate horsey noises.
I love this QOTW
(Sun 20th Sep 2009, 15:19, More)
Just thought of a new one
Walking through the long winding path which is Ikea, about halfway is the kids and toys area. If there are any "hobby horses" (you know, basically a broom handle with a horse's head on it), I'll make a big show of mounting one (NOT like that, you filthy filthy people) and galloping up and down and circling my wife, making clippety-cloppety and neighing/whinnying noises, especially when she tells me to stop. When that happens, I HAVE to pull the reins back, and cal "Whoa thar boy!" to the horse, and make appropriate horsey noises.
I love this QOTW
(Sun 20th Sep 2009, 15:19, More)
» School Days
Waving, not drowning....
I singlehandedly reduced a substitute teacher's credibility to zero on her first week.
It was year 11 physics, and we were studying (or supposed to be) Wave Physics. It was one of the most tedious parts of physics, and there was no way in the world it could possibly hold my attention.
That particular day, we were doing wave propagation. I think. I wasn't paying attention.
The teacher, who had only been at the school for a couple of days, and was covering for a teacher who was on long service leave (so she was stuck with us for the next couple of months regardless), noticed that I wasn't paying attention (I was probably daydreaming and/or trying to look up the girls' skirts) and barked at me:
"Elcat, use 'propagate' in a sentence."
Without missing a beat, I looked her in the eye, and said "People used to walk across our garden until we got a proper gate"
The room collapsed into raucous laughter. There was to be no teaching done for the rest of that lesson.
My friends still mention it as the apex of my schooling career. That was more than 20 years ago.
Click "I like this" if I should stop dwelling on past glories.
(Sat 31st Jan 2009, 7:24, More)
Waving, not drowning....
I singlehandedly reduced a substitute teacher's credibility to zero on her first week.
It was year 11 physics, and we were studying (or supposed to be) Wave Physics. It was one of the most tedious parts of physics, and there was no way in the world it could possibly hold my attention.
That particular day, we were doing wave propagation. I think. I wasn't paying attention.
The teacher, who had only been at the school for a couple of days, and was covering for a teacher who was on long service leave (so she was stuck with us for the next couple of months regardless), noticed that I wasn't paying attention (I was probably daydreaming and/or trying to look up the girls' skirts) and barked at me:
"Elcat, use 'propagate' in a sentence."
Without missing a beat, I looked her in the eye, and said "People used to walk across our garden until we got a proper gate"
The room collapsed into raucous laughter. There was to be no teaching done for the rest of that lesson.
My friends still mention it as the apex of my schooling career. That was more than 20 years ago.
Click "I like this" if I should stop dwelling on past glories.
(Sat 31st Jan 2009, 7:24, More)