Ok Facepunch what i want you to tell is a story of something that happened to you where all the pieces fell into place and worked out in your favor, where if it had gone wrong you would have been fucked.
I’ll start.
Ok so, i decided to skip the last half of school with a friend, so we hopped on tri-met and headed to the stop closest to our houses. His older brother is 20 and doesn’t have anything to do, so we called him to have him pick us up at the max stop. We get there, go to Wendy’s and start to head home and maybe 3 minutes later, we hear the car's transmission go out. So the transmission is just spinning, and we are going nowhere. We sit there pondering our options. Tell them and be pretty fucked, or get caught and be completely fucked. I would be especially fucked because my parents are mega Christians.(fuck me) All the while, his brother is screaming fuck, because he wasn’t supposed to be driving anyway. The car's transmission had gone out twice before and the shitty repairman had never fixed it right.
After about 15 minutes two 19 year olds pull up in front of us to see if they can help us out. One of them is just a sketcher who hadn’t slept in 3 days, and the other had ADD, insomnia, and depression, so yeah, pretty sketch for us. but they were the only people who had stopped to help (yeah, fuckin Oregon assholes) they had a tiny rope in their car, that we were going to try and use to pull the car home, which was maybe a mile and a half away. We tie the cars together, and try to pull. The rope snapped before pulling it a foot. So my friend and i go to the Fred Meyers that is like a minute back. We pool all our money and find a $7 rope. All the while the ADD one is saying the most sketch random shit. We spend 15 minutes in line, get through and finally get back to our car. We doubled the rope up, so it would be stronger, and tied the cars together. My friend rode in the other car so he could give them the directions, and i took shotgun in the pulled car.
We made it about 500 feet, until we started to go downhill, and the driver in my car, freaked out and hit the brakes, breaking the rope. So we try again, this time with about half as much rope. So the cars are about 6 feet apart. We start heading down the hill, and all the while never using the brakes, because we were afraid of the rope breaking again. Oh yeah I forgot to mention that it’s raining this whole time. So we are going down this hill at about 60mph, and the water is spraying on the windshield so we can’t see shit. Finally we get home, listen to their life stories, give them some of our Wendy’s, offer to them some pot, they decline, and they go off with the simple pleasure of Wendy’s and soda.
Then we got stoned, ate Wendy’s, and lived happily at least until now. And we were the only 5 people who ever knew this happened.
OK, you Facepunchers, try and see if you can beat my totally lucky 100% true almost fucked my life story
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I come here to read interesting things sir.
I have been gravely disappointed.
[QUOTE=adioman;29160041]Ok FacePunch what i want you to tell is a story of something that happened to you where all the pieces fell into place and worked out in your favor, where if it had gone wrong you would have been fucked.
I’ll start.
Ok so, i decided to skip the last half of school with a friend, so we hopped on tri-met and headed to the stop closest to our houses. His older brother is 20 and doesn’t have anything to do, so we called him to have him pick us up at the max stop. We get there, go to Wendy’s and start to head home and maybe 3 minutes later, we hear the car's transmission go out. So the transmission is just spinning, and we are going nowhere. We sit there pondering our options. Tell them and be pretty fucked, or get caught and be completely fucked. I would be especially fucked because my parents are mega Christians.(fuck me) All the while, his brother is screaming fuck, because he wasn’t supposed to be driving anyway. The car's transmission had gone out twice before and the shitty repairman had never fixed it right.
After about 15 minutes two 19 year olds pull up in front of us to see if they can help us out. One of them is just a sketcher who hadn’t slept in 3 days, and the other had ADD, insomnia, and depression, so yeah, pretty sketch for us. but they were the only people who had stopped to help (yeah, fuckin Oregon assholes) they had a tiny rope in their car, that we were going to try and use to pull the car home, which was maybe a mile and a half away. We tie the cars together, and try to pull. The rope snapped before pulling it a foot. So my friend and i go to the Fred Meyers that is like a minute back. We pool all our money and find a $7 rope. All the while the ADD one is saying the most sketch random shit. We spend 15 minutes in line, get through and finally get back to our car. We doubled the rope up, so it would be stronger, and tied the cars together. My friend rode in the other car so he could give them the directions, and i took shotgun in the pulled car.
We made it about 500 feet, until we started to go downhill, and the driver in my car, freaked out and hit the brakes, breaking the rope. So we try again, this time with about half as much rope. So the cars are about 6 feet apart. We start heading down the hill, and all the while never using the brakes, because we were afraid of the rope breaking again. Oh yeah I forgot to mention that it’s raining this whole time. So we are going down this hill at about 60mph, and the water is spraying on the windshield so we can’t see shit. Finally we get home, listen to their life stories, give them some of our Wendy’s, offer to them some pot, they decline, and they go off with the simple pleasure of Wendy’s and soda.
Then we got stoned, ate Wendy’s, and lived happily at least until now. And we were the only 5 people who ever knew this happened.
OK, you FacePunchers, try and see if you can beat my totally lucky 100% true almost fucked my life story[/QUOTE]
Facepunch is not FacePunch
Skipping school? Atleast we know why you can't write worth shit, or even know what paragraph's are.
thats all you have to say? its Facepunch, not FacePunch
You sound like an awesome person to be around. But im glad you managed to get your car back safely.
Wut. tl;dr. Seen drugs realized that everything that everyone in this thread has said besides you is true.
It's "are you feelin' lucky, punk?"
[QUOTE=killover;29160102]Skipping school? Atleast we know why you can't write worth shit, or even know what a paragraph is.[/QUOTE]
i wrote this in Word, and copied it into facepunch, thats why theres not spaces between the paragraphs.
and why is my grammer and formatting the only thing you guys care about?
[QUOTE=Oicani Gonzales;29160109]I think [U][url=http://www.facepunch.com/members/376101-lucky]this[/url][/U] guy is lucky.[/QUOTE]
I think [I]you[/I] are unfunny.
[QUOTE=Jo The Shmo;29160186]It's "are you feelin' lucky, punk?"[/QUOTE]
maybe you didn't notice, but the point of the thread is to ask what kind of shitstorms other people have been in; not all about me
[QUOTE=adioman;29160041]Ok Facepunch what i want you to tell is a story of something that happened to you where all the pieces fell into place and worked out in your favor, where if it had gone wrong you would have been fucked.
I’ll start.
Ok so, i decided to skip the last half of school with a friend, so we hopped on tri-met and headed to the stop closest to our houses. His older brother is 20 and doesn’t have anything to do, so we called him to have him pick us up at the max stop. We get there, go to Wendy’s and start to head home and maybe 3 minutes later, we hear the car's transmission go out. So the transmission is just spinning, and we are going nowhere. We sit there pondering our options. Tell them and be pretty fucked, or get caught and be completely fucked. I would be especially fucked because my parents are mega Christians.(fuck me) All the while, his brother is screaming fuck, because he wasn’t supposed to be driving anyway. The car's transmission had gone out twice before and the shitty repairman had never fixed it right.
After about 15 minutes two 19 year olds pull up in front of us to see if they can help us out. One of them is just a sketcher who hadn’t slept in 3 days, and the other had ADD, insomnia, and depression, so yeah, pretty sketch for us. but they were the only people who had stopped to help (yeah, fuckin Oregon assholes) they had a tiny rope in their car, that we were going to try and use to pull the car home, which was maybe a mile and a half away. We tie the cars together, and try to pull. The rope snapped before pulling it a foot. So my friend and i go to the Fred Meyers that is like a minute back. We pool all our money and find a $7 rope. All the while the ADD one is saying the most sketch random shit. We spend 15 minutes in line, get through and finally get back to our car. We doubled the rope up, so it would be stronger, and tied the cars together. My friend rode in the other car so he could give them the directions, and i took shotgun in the pulled car.
We made it about 500 feet, until we started to go downhill, and the driver in my car, freaked out and hit the brakes, breaking the rope. So we try again, this time with about half as much rope. So the cars are about 6 feet apart. We start heading down the hill, and all the while never using the brakes, because we were afraid of the rope breaking again. Oh yeah I forgot to mention that it’s raining this whole time. So we are going down this hill at about 60mph, and the water is spraying on the windshield so we can’t see shit. Finally we get home, listen to their life stories, give them some of our Wendy’s, offer to them some pot, they decline, and they go off with the simple pleasure of Wendy’s and soda.
Then we got stoned, ate Wendy’s, and lived happily at least until now. And we were the only 5 people who ever knew this happened.
OK, you Facepunchers, try and see if you can beat my totally lucky 100% true almost fucked my life story[/QUOTE]
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[QUOTE=adioman;29160262]maybe you didn't notice, but the point of the thread is to ask what kind of shitstorms other people have been in; not all about me[/QUOTE]
Ok heres a shitstorm starting story. One time when I didn't know what the new MLP FiM was about I was on the band wagon and was all like "lol dis gay" but when I watched it I'm like "Whoa man need more ponies".
Incoming shitstorm
[quote]Ok so, i decided to skip the last half of school with a friend, so we hopped on [b]tri-met[/b] and headed to the stop closest to our houses. His older brother is 20 and doesn’t have anything to do, so we called him to have him pick us up at the [b]max stop[/b].[/quote]
[quote]One of them is just a [b]sketcher[/b] who hadn’t slept in 3 days, and the other had ADD, insomnia, and depression, so yeah, pretty [b]sketch[/b] for us.[/quote]
Explain these terms, this makes no sense.
Also, yif your friends brother or whoever isn't supposed to drive, then why'd you call him?
What the fuck kind of literate person uses "sketch" as an adjective?
[editline]13th April 2011[/editline]
[QUOTE=killover;29160102]Skipping school? Atleast we know why you can't write worth shit, or even know what paragraph's are.[/QUOTE]
Oh gosh, win.
Tri-met- Portland's system of busses, streetcars,and light rail. in the metropolitan area of portland
Max stop- light rail stop (Max= light rail train)
Sketch- awkward, not cool. example: pranking a car in front of a movie theater, under the streetlight
Sketcher- one who is sketch
and we didn't know he wasn't supposed to be driving until the transmission broke
[QUOTE=adioman;29160733]Tri-met- Portland's system of busses, streetcars,and light rail. in the metropolitan area of portland
Max stop- light rail stop (Max= light rail train)
Sketch- awkward, not cool. example: pranking a car in front of a movie theater, under the streetlight
Sketcher- one who is sketch
and we didn't know he wasn't supposed to be driving until the transmission broke[/QUOTE]
Sketch is a terrible slang word.
[QUOTE=adioman;29160041]Ok Facepunch what i want you to tell is a story of something that happened to you where all the pieces fell into place and worked out in your favor, where if it had gone wrong you would have been fucked.
I’ll start.
Ok so, i decided to skip the last half of school with a friend, so we hopped on tri-met and headed to the stop closest to our houses. His older brother is 20 and doesn’t have anything to do, so we called him to have him pick us up at the max stop. We get there, go to Wendy’s and start to head home and maybe 3 minutes later, we hear the car's transmission go out. So the transmission is just spinning, and we are going nowhere. We sit there pondering our options. Tell them and be pretty fucked, or get caught and be completely fucked. I would be especially fucked because my parents are mega Christians.(fuck me) All the while, his brother is screaming fuck, because he wasn’t supposed to be driving anyway. The car's transmission had gone out twice before and the shitty repairman had never fixed it right.
After about 15 minutes two 19 year olds pull up in front of us to see if they can help us out. One of them is just a sketcher who hadn’t slept in 3 days, and the other had ADD, insomnia, and depression, so yeah, pretty sketch for us. but they were the only people who had stopped to help (yeah, fuckin Oregon assholes) they had a tiny rope in their car, that we were going to try and use to pull the car home, which was maybe a mile and a half away. We tie the cars together, and try to pull. The rope snapped before pulling it a foot. So my friend and i go to the Fred Meyers that is like a minute back. We pool all our money and find a $7 rope. All the while the ADD one is saying the most sketch random shit. We spend 15 minutes in line, get through and finally get back to our car. We doubled the rope up, so it would be stronger, and tied the cars together. My friend rode in the other car so he could give them the directions, and i took shotgun in the pulled car.
We made it about 500 feet, until we started to go downhill, and the driver in my car, freaked out and hit the brakes, breaking the rope. So we try again, this time with about half as much rope. So the cars are about 6 feet apart. We start heading down the hill, and all the while never using the brakes, because we were afraid of the rope breaking again. Oh yeah I forgot to mention that it’s raining this whole time. So we are going down this hill at about 60mph, and the water is spraying on the windshield so we can’t see shit. Finally we get home, listen to their life stories, give them some of our Wendy’s, offer to them some pot, they decline, and they go off with the simple pleasure of Wendy’s and soda.
Then we got stoned, ate Wendy’s, and lived happily at least until now. And we were the only 5 people who ever knew this happened.
OK, you Facepunchers, try and see if you can beat my totally lucky 100% true almost fucked my life story[/QUOTE]
jesus christ the stupidity in this thread is overwhelming, i hope to god you never come back OP
[QUOTE=adioman;29160198]i wrote this in Word, and copied it into facepunch, thats why theres not spaces between the paragraphs.
and why is my grammer and formatting the only thing you guys care about?[/QUOTE]
Because obviously we are now Nazipunch.
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