naruto1988
Golden Member
my friend had this one: What is the definition of bravery? Having diarrhea and chancing a fart.
Originally posted by: naruto1988
my friend had this one: What is the definition of bravery? Having diarrhea and chancing a fart.
Originally posted by: MrDingleDangle
Like a Fat girl playing dodgeball....I'm out!
Originally posted by: FFMCobalt
for a sleeping away message, I use "I'm under the sheets hiding from tomorrow"
random away message: /me hums "Hold me close, I'm Tony Danza!
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
I had a better day today"
Originally posted by: Anubis
Alcohol kills 5 times more people than ALL the ILLEGAL drugs COMBINED.... Now u deicide what is worse? Alcohol or weed?
Alcohol is the anesthesia by which we endure the operation of life
"Doing stuff is overrated. Hitler did a lot of stuff, but don't you wish he would have just sat at home and gotten stoned instead?"
When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading
- Henny Youngman
?Think of how stupid the average person is. Then realize that half of them are stupider than that!"
--George Carlin
One Star Hangover (*)
No pain. No real feeling of illness. You're able to function relatively well. However, you are still parched. You can drink 5 sodas and still feel this way. For some reason, your are craving a philly sub and steak fries.
Two Star Hangover (**)
No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You may look okay but you have the mental capacity of a staple gun. The coffee you are chugging is only increasing your rumbling gut, which is still tossing around the fruity pancake from the 3:00 AM Waffle House excursion. There is some definite havoc being wreaked upon your bowels.
Three Star Hangover (***)
Slight headache. Stomach feels crappy. You are definitely not productive. Anytime a girl walks by you gag because her perfume reminds you of the flavored schnapps' shots your alcoholic friends dared you to drink. Life would be better right now if you were home in your bed watching Lucy reruns. You've had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 3 iced teas and a diet Coke-yet you haven't peed once.
Four Star Hangover (****)
Life sucks. Your head is throbbing. You can't speak too quickly or else you might puke. Your boss has already lambasted you for being late and has given you a lecture for reeking of booze. You wore nice clothes, but that can't hide the fact that you only shaved one side of your face. (for the ladies, it looks like you put your make-up on while riding the bumper cars.) Your eyes look like one big red vein and even your hair hurts. Your sphincter is in perpetual spasm, and the first of about five shits you take during the day makes the eyes water of everyone who enters the bathroom.
Five Star Hangover (*****)
You have a second heartbeat in your head, which is actually annoying the employee who sits in the next cube. Vodka vapor is seeping out of every pore and making you dizzy. You still have toothpaste crust in the corners of your mouth from brushing your teeth in an attempt to get the remnants of the poop fairy out. Your body has lost the ability to generate saliva so your tongue is suffocating you. You don't have the foggiest idea who the hell the stranger was passed out in your bed this morning. Any attempt to defecate results in a fire hose like discharge of alcohol-scented fluid with a rare 'floater' thrown in. The sole purpose of this 'floater' seems to be to splash the toilet water all over your ass. Death sounds pretty good about right now.
Originally posted by: edro13
Whoa! It's like a koala bear crapped a rainbow in my brain!
Originally posted by: iotone
Real Men of Genius. Today we salute you, Mr. Compulsive Away Message Checker. While most people are out actually having a fun life, you are at home reading about it on your computer screen. Right mouse click, Get Buddy Info, or the little Info box at the bottom of the Buddy List. You have people on that list you haven't talked to in years, but you still loyally read their away messages every day to see what they're up to. So, crack open an ice cold Bud Light, Marauder of the Mousepad, and don't wander too far from your computer because you never know when someone's away message may change.
Originally posted by: Scarpozzi
If you were homework, I'd be doing you on my desk.