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Post by Static on Jul 22, 2008 11:56:06 GMT -5
Life Experiences Thread of the Week #3. The topic: Friends (per request on the last thread). Things your friends have said or done that range from entertaining to astonishing.
A few to start off with:
"I don't believe in voodoo, but I know it exists" -Uberreligous friend, at about 13 years old
Another friend, in an autobiography he had to write: "I was diagnosed as being lack toast and tolerant" (instead of lactose intolerant)
About a month ago, my friend was driving, and the place we had to get to was to the north, on a street parallel to the one we were on, but one street west. So, my friends and I tell him the next street north that will get him there. He ignores us and goes south. We tell him to turn onto the next street, it will get us there. He continues going south, then turns onto the next street. We ask him why he didn't just follow our directions. "because I've never driven that way." "But we know where we're going, we can direct you". "But I didn't. Why are you making such a big deal out of this?"
Same friend also drove 2 exits north to get on 95 south. He stopped doing that after I pointed out the absurdity of it.
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Post by Ape on Jul 22, 2008 12:20:27 GMT -5
A slow week at the old card shop I used to play M:tG at resulted and me and only one other person hanging out to play. On my first turn, I play a land, and my friend says "FOREST, errr, I mean..." but before he can finish I correct him, because I'm not playing green and say "It's not a Forest, it's a Swamp you Forking dumbass" and then I realize it's a mountain, and we both feel like idiots. 1 friend thought someone took a card from him so he was pissed for a few minutes and when no one gave it to him he punched a hole in the wall. He found the card later in his deck, he skipped over it on accident when he was looking for it. One of the guys who used to hang out with us was a complete pot head. We kept him quiet an entire night by telling him he "Pokes to much smot." He spent most of the night trying to figure out what we were talking about.
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Post by Soulcatcher on Jul 22, 2008 23:40:42 GMT -5
I have a friend, Jay, who isn't a pot head but smokes every once and a great while just for the sake of it. However, He has ZERO tolerance to it. For example, with the smallest amount of Pot, he'll start rolling around on the floor and yelling, like he's a child with no self control
A long time ago, he had gotten high with some of his friends and they were watching a documentary on egypt. Right in the middle of it he yells, "Everybody! Let's go to Egypt and Smoke the pyramids!" Now he always refer to getting high as "Going on a trip to egypt" or "Exploring the pyramids" or "Finding King Tuts Treasure" or something of the sort
Another time, we were chilling in my other friend's room, and Jay walked in high. He was staggering everywhere, until he invaded the closet and took my friend's moon pies. He started smearing them on his face, eating whatever was left. We asked him what it tasted like. Jay replied, "Not the Moon..."
Once Again, he was eating cookies that someone made and said "These Cookies are every flavor!"
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Post by Static on Jul 26, 2008 13:35:05 GMT -5
I have a friend, who no matter how much he drinks, just says "I'm barely buzzin', guys" every few minutes. One time right after he said this, he tripped over a chair, and spent the next 20 minutes rolling around on the floor laughing.
Another friend of mine just drinks all the time. He's unemployed throughout the school year usually, but will pick up an odd job every now and again for the sole purpose of buying alcohol. I think my favorite story involving him, though, one day he calls me. Him: Hey, I'm at a bar right now with [mutual friend]. You should come meet us here. Me: First off, I went to a bar with you yesterday. Second off... today's Monday.
He also got another mutual friend drunk on a weekday, but that mutual friend then realized he had a night class he forgot about, and had to email his professor with an excuse before class. He didn't remember the email, found it in his sent box a few weeks later, it went like this:
Dear professor, I can't come to class today because I'm sack. Super super sack. I love you, bye.
Best part was, he saw his teacher's roll book, and for that day, he wrote in "Absent - sack"
Another friend has the odd ability to tell what time it is, usually to the minute, without looking at a clock. He also gets really angry at video games, and one broke his recliner because one of the metroid bosses was too hard.
These are my friends. They're sack. Super, super sack.
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Post by Ape on Jul 26, 2008 15:43:39 GMT -5
He also gets really angry at video games, and one broke his recliner because one of the metroid bosses was too hard. Sounds like me. I get so Forking pissed off at video games nowadays. It doesn't even have to be a hard part, I can just die once when I don't feel like dying and be pissed off and break a controller. I broke atleast 4 controllers towards the end of my PS2 console, as well as 2 or 3 cheap gaming chairs that I threw myself in to hard after rampaging for a minute or 2.
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