[QUOTE=Teto;37078701]I'm glad you survived![/QUOTE]
Why, thank you. Wasn't too terrible, really. The procedure itself took less than an hour, IIRC. Only difficulty was that one of them was fused to my jawbone, so they had to drill that out. The anesthesia worked perfectly, and I was out pretty quickly, so there wasn't any pain until I got home.
[editline]4th August 2012[/editline]
Might I also add that I my laptop came in that day, and I got my new glasses.
Behold the glorious union of hipsterdom and homosexuality:
[video=youtube;Nrnq4SZ0luc]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nrnq4SZ0luc[/video]
I really don't know what to think any more
[QUOTE=Splurgy_A;37078774]Behold the glorious union of hipsterdom and homosexuality[/QUOTE]
Bit late for that isn't it?
Drunk for me:
1) Go to a bar
2) Drunk
3) Fight
and this ladies and gentleman is why I don't drink.
Prefer to drink with friends when I do. Never had a good experience drinking with people otherwise. And the occasions when I have gone drinking with friends is less than that with other people. My close friends at uni are t-total and therefore boring. Went to one party in first year, I am not a good university student ):
Most of my uni friends actually happen to be bisexual. It's been a while since I've had any feelings for anybody at all, so I haven't told them anything about my sexuality. Feel like it's too uncertain by now.
I don't drink often but when I do I'm alone and depressed.
[QUOTE=Saza;37079132]I don't drink often but when I do I'm alone and depressed.[/QUOTE]
Last time I was drunk alone was at new years eve, watching Redline (anime movie). I had no idea what was going on in the movie, I watched it through the bells.
I watched it again when I sobered up though, and it turned out I wasn't any less confused in either state.
So my cousin has been going to school in China for the last couple of months, and we're scared something might have happened to her.
Her Facebook has been deleted and when we call her phone it cuts straight to voicemail.
[QUOTE=DainBramageStudios;37077370]marmite is like the holocaust in liquid form[/QUOTE]
So you're implying you either like or hate the holocaust... :v:?
Here.
Enjoy your next 10 hours:
[video=youtube;iP6yvrfOfLc]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iP6yvrfOfLc&feature=related[/video]
My genderfriend(Thanks, Splurgy!) just left after a nice evening together, and I ordered her some new girl clothes as a gift for our 6 month anniversary. She just squealed and kissed me. :3
Boyfriends typical night out:
1. Go to a bar.
2. Go to a club.
3. Get kicked out for being drunk.
4. Call boyfriend at 5:30am and cry down the phone that guys are being mean to him and drag him out to your house for 6am.
Christ..
That's considered typical?
He works at Edinburgh's gay clubs and gets free entry to most of them so yes. :/
Last night at [url=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kintai_Bridge]The Kintai Bridge[/url]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/Aj1OR.gif[/img]
it needs more focus.
[editline]5th August 2012[/editline]
but sounds neat nonetheless!!
[QUOTE=Neena;37083177]My genderfriend(Thanks, Splurgy!) just left after a nice evening together, and I ordered her some new girl clothes as a gift for our 6 year anniversary. She just squealed and kissed me. :3[/QUOTE]
Awww! That's really sweet of you. ^^
Good morning gays. :3
Seems I have to correct myself, my genderfriend and I have been together for 6 months, not years. Although we act like we would have been together for that long. xD
[QUOTE=Krisan Thyme;37087142]Awww! That's really sweet of you. ^^[/QUOTE]
Thank you. :3 She already looks lovely in her other dresses I got her, and she's not even on HRT yet.
Gonna spend the rest of the day with my genderfriend now, so see ya'll later. :3
[QUOTE=~Kiwi~v2;37077078]I'm listening to New Zealand Rap, what the fuck is wrong with me tonight? ;___;[/QUOTE]
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6lg51dzWHJE[/media]
Damn it, you've made me want to watch the Flight of the Conchords again now. I loved that show when my housemate showed it to me.
Back from the gig, it went really well. Even though we rarely play to an exclusive hardcore/Punk audience (we do grindcore, it evolved from hardcore punk) everyone had a good time. The location was some really rural village and we played at the local inn. Kinda weird, having all the old local folks sitting outside when base beats, guitar riffs and an angry guy shouting blast from an open door on the top floor but they were surprisingly okay with it and the cops only came two times to shut it down before giving up and letting us play until 2AM.
Naturally, in best rockstar manner I smoked a fat one and ate some really good greek food. When it came to driving back home, everyone got into the car, but our drummer (who owned the car) kept us waiting for half an hour and everyone, including our driver got pretty pissed. When he finally arrived, he wanted to sit in the front, but the seat was taken, so he threw a huge embarrassing tantrum about how it's his car and he can sit whereever he wants and everyone was just like, just get in already. So everyone got out for him to shove his fatass into the car and while we were outside, we lit a few fags. He got really pissed, since, apart from keeping us waiting and delaying the depart with his silly behavior he now wanted us to drive when he wanted. Then, all of a sudden, he moved over to the drivers seat, turned the key and drove off. WITH 10 BEERS. German pints, mind you, half a liter each. I got pretty worried at the time, with him obviously about to get into an accident on the 1 hour drive. But we found the car parked a few streets further. He was nowhere to be found and he took the keys, so we just chilled and after a while he emerged from a random driveway. The entire thing had started over an hour ago, but he was still being a silly fat bastard and got right into the car and locked himself in. We didn't provoke him, push him, eager him to stop being an idiot or anything at this point, we just wanted to wait for him to calm down, but he sat his fatass on the passenger seat and pretended to sleep. Through the window, we told him to stop being an idiot but he gave replies like, Sorry, I think I need another minute, you'll just have to wait.
That's the silliest thing I've ever seen a grown man do, drunk or not. So we were like, skrew this guy and got a cab for 100 bucks, hoping he forgot to turn the headlights back off, waking up with an empty battery in the morning
[QUOTE=Rape_Man;37089447]Back from the gig, it went really well. Even though we rarely play to an exclusive hardcore/Punk audience (we do grindcore, it evolved from hardcore punk) everyone had a good time. The location was some really rural village and we played at the local inn. Kinda weird, having all the old local folks sitting outside when base beats, guitar riffs and an angry guy shouting blast from an open door on the top floor but they were surprisingly okay with it and the cops only came two times to shut it down before giving up and letting us play until 2AM.
Naturally, in best rockstar manner I smoked a fat one and ate some really good greek food. When it came to driving back home, everyone got into the car, but our drummer (who owned the car) kept us waiting for half an hour and everyone, including our driver got pretty pissed. When he finally arrived, he wanted to sit in the front, but the seat was taken, so he threw a huge embarrassing tantrum about how it's his car and he can sit whereever he wants and everyone was just like, just get in already. So everyone got out for him to shove his fatass into the car and while we were outside, we lit a few fags. He got really pissed, since, apart from keeping us waiting and delaying the depart with his silly behavior he now wanted us to drive when he wanted. Then, all of a sudden, he moved over to the drivers seat, turned the key and drove off. WITH 10 BEERS. German pints, mind you, half a liter each. I got pretty worried at the time, with him obviously about to get into an accident on the 1 hour drive. But we found the car parked a few streets further. He was nowhere to be found and he took the keys, so we just chilled and after a while he emerged from a random driveway. The entire thing had started over an hour ago, but he was still being a silly fat bastard and got right into the car and locked himself in. We didn't provoke him, push him, eager him to stop being an idiot or anything at this point, we just wanted to wait for him to calm down, but he sat his fatass on the passenger seat and pretended to sleep. Through the window, we told him to stop being an idiot but he gave replies like, Sorry, I think I need another minute, you'll just have to wait.
That's the silliest thing I've ever seen a grown man do, drunk or not. So we were like, skrew this guy and got a cab for 100 bucks, hoping he forgot to turn the headlights back off, waking up with an empty battery in the morning[/QUOTE]
So, I'm guessing he's not your drummer anymore?
I came home at 5AM and slept in till afternoon, so naturally I'm not up to date on the situation
[img]http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxk1syvsf21qarksao1_500.jpg[/img]
ash i need you
those tattoos really don't look good
I think they're really cool
They're crap
[editline]5th August 2012[/editline]
He has a poem on his chest how pretentious is that
It all started when our (former porn) star, xxBeASTxx, woke up in a bush. It was the tenth time it had happened. Feeling exceedingly puzzled, xxBeASTxx grabbed a potato, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Like a drunken sailor at happy hour, he realized that his beloved Starpluck's mom was missing! Immediately he called his favorite Mormon, Starpluck. xxBeASTxx had known Starpluck for (plus or minus) 11,000 years, the majority of which were curious ones. Starpluck was unique. She was outgoing though sometimes a little... selfish. xxBeASTxx called her anyway, for the situation was urgent.
Starpluck picked up to a very glad xxBeASTxx. Starpluck calmly assured him that most venomous koalas yawn before mating, yet 3-legged wallabies usually earnestly belch *after* mating. She had no idea what that meant; she was only concerned with distracting xxBeASTxx. Why was Starpluck trying to distract xxBeASTxx? Because she had snuck out from xxBeASTxx's with the Starpluck's mom only three days prior. It was a saucy little Starpluck's mom... how could she resist?
It didn't take long before xxBeASTxx got back to the subject at hand: his Starpluck's mom. Starpluck panicked. Relunctantly, Starpluck invited him over, assuring him they'd find the Starpluck's mom. xxBeASTxx grabbed his hammock and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Starpluck realized that she was in trouble. She had to find a place to hide the Starpluck's mom and she had to do it carefully. She figured that if xxBeASTxx took the amphibious vehicle, she had take at least nine minutes before xxBeASTxx would get there. But if he took the Starpluck's mom? Then Starpluck would be really screwed.
Before she could come up with any reasonable ideas, Starpluck was interrupted by five pestering Starpluck's turtlemens that were lured by her Starpluck's mom. Starpluck sighed; 'Not again', she thought. Feeling puzzled, she randomly reached for her dull pencil and randomly stroked every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the haunted thicket, squealing with discontent. She exhaled with relief. That's when she heard the Starpluck's mom rolling up. It was xxBeASTxx.
----o0o----
As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at The Salvation Army to pick up a 12-pack of ninja stars, so he knew he was running late. With a calculated leap, xxBeASTxx was out of the Starpluck's mom and went surreptitiously jaunting toward Starpluck's front door. Meanwhile inside, Starpluck was panicking. Not thinking, she tossed the Starpluck's mom into a box of ninja stars and then slid the box behind her hammock. Starpluck was stunned but at least the Starpluck's mom was concealed. The doorbell rang.
'Come in,' Starpluck exotically purred. With a skillful push, xxBeASTxx opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some annoying spite-toting jerk in a tricked out go kart,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Starpluck assured him. xxBeASTxx took a seat about two saucy furlongs from where Starpluck had hidden the Starpluck's mom. Starpluck yawned trying unsuccessfully to hide her nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' she blurted. But xxBeASTxx was distracted. Giggling like schoolgirl, Starpluck noticed a stupid look on xxBeASTxx's face. xxBeASTxx slowly opened his mouth to speak.
'...What's that smell?'
Starpluck felt a stabbing pain in her love handle when xxBeASTxx asked this. In a moment of disbelief, she realized that she had hidden the Starpluck's mom right by her oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A annoying look started to form on xxBeASTxx's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's carrots from when she used to have pet disease-carrying chipmunks. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. xxBeASTxx nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Starpluck could react, xxBeASTxx randomly lunged toward the box and opened it. The Starpluck's mom was plainly in view.
xxBeASTxx stared at Starpluck for what what must've been five millseconds. In a blinding moment of misguided bravado, Starpluck groped wildly in xxBeASTxx's direction, clearly desperate. xxBeASTxx grabbed the Starpluck's mom and bolted for the door. It was locked. Starpluck let out a flamboyant chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, xxBeASTxx,' she rebuked. Starpluck always had been a little clueless, so xxBeASTxx knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Starpluck did something crazy, like... start chucking potatos at her or something. Suddenly inspired by the wise teachings of Confuscious, he gripped his Starpluck's mom tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.
Starpluck looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from xxBeASTxx. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame six days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly she felt a tinge of concern for xxBeASTxx. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Starpluck walked over to the window and looked down. xxBeASTxx was gone.
----o0o----
Just yonder, xxBeASTxx was struggling to make his way through the disease-infested jungle behind Starpluck's place. xxBeASTxx had severely hurt his scalp during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral Starpluck's turtlemens suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the Starpluck's mom. One by one they latched on to xxBeASTxx. Already weakened from his injury, xxBeASTxx yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of Starpluck's turtlemens running off with his Starpluck's mom.
About nine hours later, xxBeASTxx awoke, his double chin throbbing. It was dark and xxBeASTxx did not know where he was. Deep in the broad lemur-infested moor, xxBeASTxx was barely lost. In a blinding moment of misguided bravado, he remembered that his Starpluck's mom was taken by the Starpluck's turtlemens. But at that point, he was just thankful for his life. That's when, to his horror, a enlarged Starpluck's turtlemen emerged from the imaginery desert. It was the alpha Starpluck's turtlemen. xxBeASTxx opened his mouth to scream but was cut short when the Starpluck's turtlemen sunk its teeth into xxBeASTxx's scalp. With a faint groan, the life escaped from xxBeASTxx's lungs, but not before he realized that he was a failure.
Less than four miles away, Starpluck was entombed by anguish over the loss of the Starpluck's mom. 'MY PRECIOUS!!' she cried, as she reached for a sharpened dull pencil. With a apt thrust, she buried it deeply into her love handle. As the room began to fade to black, she thought about xxBeASTxx... wishing she had found the courage to tell him that she loved him. But she would die alone that day. All that remained was the Starpluck's mom that had turned them against each other, ultimately causing their demise. And as the dew on melancholy sappling branches began to reflect the dawn's reddish glare, all that could be heard was the chilling cry of distant Starpluck's turtlemens, desecrating all things sacred to virtuous men, and perpetuating an evil that would reign for centuries to come. Our heroes would've lived unhappily ever after, but they were too busy being dead. So, no one lived forever after, the end. :'(
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