STORY TIME!

[Jason Harris]

I have proof that dogs understand us.

Scene- I was in the kitchen getting some Ice cream, and my dogs were there.

Wiley (dog): *stares begging for food*
Me: No you can't have any.
Wiley: *leaves... well stands outside the kitchen.*
Ginger (dog): *walks into the kitchen and begs for food*
Me: OK let me rephrase that, NETHER of you can have my ice cream.

I swear it was like Wiley walked out and said "you try" to Ginger, worthless mutts.

[chihiro]

hahaha. nice.

...do I get some icecream? o.o

[Mitsuki Park]

Me: *Just finished eating a bowl of ice cream because of metal in teh mouth...which, might I add, is NOT braces, but the thing they put in a week before they put in the braces...? The thing they put in after the rubber bands? Mehhh.. Anyway, back to story - goes off to get more ice cream but is stopped by an evil being.*
Evil Being: Nuna (sister), you aren't supposed to eat ice cream.
Me: Umma (mom) bought it for my teeth.
Evil Being: She said one bowl a day.
Me: *mutter*...

._. I can't eat anything! AHHH... *falls over*

[Jason Harris]

After rubber bands? I just got my braces after the rubber bands... unless it's that thing that they use to widen your mouth for whatever reason.

ANYWAY

Um... where was I going with this? Oh yeah, they tell you not to eat at lot of stuff use the two words I told them, say it with me people, fuck that! You can eat just about anything you want and nothing will break or whatever they say will happen and if it something does happen they still want your money so they just fix it.

EDIT: Left out words

[chihiro]

mitsuki said:

Me: *Just finished eating a bowl of ice cream because of metal in teh mouth...which, might I add, is NOT braces, but the thing they put in a week before they put in the braces...? The thing they put in after the rubber bands? Mehhh.. Anyway, back to story - goes off to get more ice cream but is stopped by an evil being.*
Evil Being: Nuna (sister), you aren't supposed to eat ice cream.
Me: Umma (mom) bought it for my teeth.
Evil Being: She said one bowl a day.
Me: *mutter*...

._. I can't eat anything! AHHH... *falls over*

Aww...well at least youre getting your teeth straightened! *prods own stupid teef*

[Aureus]

Ally's stories own all!

[Mitsuki Park]

I just remembered one...

*At the Medieval Times place where they were about to show the Korean soccer game against some other country for the FIFA cups - bunch of Koreans are there, skipping school, all wearing red (literally...sooo many Koreans wearing red)*

Girl: *Is on her cell phone talking to her friend* Haha, yeah! Yeah, I'm in line too! I'm the girl in the red shirt!

...

That made me laugh. It made me wonder if anyone said that in Korea during the FIFA Cups too. o___O;...


^ In Korea during 2002? I think? I'll edit if I find a 2006.

Edit: Found one!

[chihiro]

Whoa...o__o


*points* Hey look, that's me in the red shirt! O__o >___>






Here's how todays dentist visit went. I had to get a cavity filled. Keep in mind, I live in a small town so everyone is close friends with everyone basically.

Doc: *puts numbing orajelly stuf on my gum before the novacaine* So how's college?

Me: Mrrmll mfff mrrrlrmm...

Doc: Well that's good, met the man of your dreams yet?

Me: *snorts, laughs muffledly*

Doc: Oh well..*checks chart* Well you're 18 so you shouldn't be meeting the man of your dreams yet anyway..

Me: Mrrrmmll mlllrrmmmb.

Doc: Good point.

Assist: *takes out the novacaine needle*

Me: *closes eyes* Meep!

*novacaine is shot, teh Ally twitches*

Doc: Oh, that wasn't so bad.

Me: I hae needles near meh fae..*face starts going numb*

*lalala time passes, Doc sings a bit to the radio, asks more questions. My responses become more and more marfled. Yes, marfled.*

Doc + Assis: *begin drilling*

Me: *twang, cringe*

Doc: *pauses* Did that hurt?

Me: Uhuh.

Doc: Is the side of your lip numb?

Me: No.

Doc: Oh...*goes to get more novacaine*

*more novacaine is shot..in the same exact place, this time I dont feel it for obvious reasons*

*resume drilling*

Me: *twang, try to hide cringe*

Doc: Wow, your enamel on this tooth is so thin... *drill drill drill*

Me: *twang* O___<


Okay, you get the idea. So apparently despite the novacaine I could still feel when the drill hit the nerve of my tooth, which wasnt pleasant, and my bottom lip finally fell numb once the procedure was over. hah. Afterward I tried eating a sub for lunch and couldn't move half my face, that was fun. But now its all worn off and my jaw is killing me. Grahhh, I don't like the dentist. ><

[Jyo]

I happen to be a rather active D&D player with a group here where I live. And during oe of our High level games we ran into a situation that was rather interesting I Happened to be the Elven Sorcerer along with a person being the Dwarven fighter and we had a Human druid as well. I shall refere to the characters by their classes to help keep track


Sorcerer: Now don't get me wrong but this is the dumbest thing I have ever heard of. Now mind you I've heard ideas from living rocks.

Druid: Oh come on. I swear this will work.

Sorcerer; No No it won't because like every plan you have come up with we end up getting maimed, Burnt, tortured, Captured and or dwarf friend once got raped by the oger for losing the bet you put him in.

Druid; Complain complain complain. Besides he didn't show too much reservation.

Fighter: yeah due to whatever that potion you slipped into my drink was. I WILL get you for that.

Druid: Now now don;t get bitchy. you were able to walk correctly after a week.

Fighter: That isn't the point.

Druid.: Complain and kill thats all you ever do.

Fighter: And I'm about to do the latter part again real soon. Wanna guess who the victem is. I bet with the high intelligance you boast about you will figure it out. I'll give you a hint. he's human. Stands a little taller than me. Wears animal skins and doesn't properly bath.

Sorcerer: If I might interject you don't bath propery either.

Fighter.: You can be taken down after him if you keep it up.

Sorcerer: Mabey. but keep in mind I have acsess over all ten levels of magic and can kill you with mind bullets. Let's ponder this for a moment shall we?

Druid: guys. As odd as it may seem I'm going to be the voice of reason and suggest we stop fighting with each ther in the middle of the cursed forest. You know being cursed and all isn't really a good thing in my book.

Sorcerer: Name one thing more scary than myself unning on two hours sleep with all my spells ready while traveling with a druid who can't track worth a damn and a smelly stumpy dwarf with an ax fixation.

Fighter: I don't have a fixation with axes. just what I do with them. I love the crunching noise they make when meeting a skull. Let my see that tree hugger and I'll show you.

Sorcerer: NO!. He's the guy who can at least summon up a creature to lead us out of here.you try and I swear to the twelve gods I worship that I would implode your sould feed it to Vecna and spread your corpse along the twelve dimensions of hells that have been recorded. And I will suffer my time in the afterlife with a smile on my face and no regrets.

David (My friend who was our Dungeon Master during this game): John I am so glad you do not really have acsess to this kind of power you know that right?

Me: you act as though I wouldn't be responsible with it. I'm hurt

Joe(The dwarf): No. No you are not hurt by that. Otherwise you would not be smiling that way.

Me: You guys really don't have a sense of humor. i would do those horrible things.

David: Yes you would thats why we aren't laughing about this.

Me: Keep it up wise guy. You know these damn dice have other purposes besides rolling. I know several orfices they'de fit into. And I WILL go out of my way to make it unpleasent.

James (our druid in this game): I n=know I'm new to this little circle of friends. But why do you take this from him.

David: 1 unlike us he likes random violence and if we actually attacked him for it h has several sharp objects and a few guns lying around. 2 He really wouldn't do it he just likes to creep us out. Now if he didn't like us we'd actually be scared.


Well this kind of stuff went on for a while. it was really us introducing poor James into our group. he's doing much better after the small bout of shock and finding out what we were actually like.

[Aureus]

This is one of the best threads...EVER.

[chihiro]

Oh dear...such violence...o__o



Love it XD

[chihiro]

Okay, story time kiddies so gather 'round...

Monday: Concert Choir

Big room, buncha college kids in a traditional chorus set up (sopranos, men, altos) with the piano, student accompanist and the director up in the front. The director (Dr. Z, thats his actual name, well, initial and title, his actual name is even funnier, but it's a security thing, sorry kiddies) is on a poduim like ting with a stand and stool and music and baton. After we get done singing a song, everyone usually starts talking, even Dr. Z. Now, this guy is a real piece of work, in large groups he's tolerable, but one on one he's forgetful, stiff, and a bit stuffy. He's proud of his doctor title, okay? I nearly got my head bitten off the first day because I had forgotten his outrageous name and called him "Mister, um, choir teacher..?" So in this case we were all talking and what not, I'm sitting front row soprano section (sop 1 betches, not bad for a freshman) and all of a sudden I look up to see Dr. Z, on his little podium, standing up and doing the cabbage patch with the whole 'it's my birthday' and everything. Out of nowhere! Just one time around, just one 'it's my brithday' but he still did it. The girl next to me who had looked up at the same time actually fell out of her chair. And I laughed, at both Dr. Z and the girl next to me, it was amusing.

THEN! Later in the class we're singing this song called "Long Time Ago" by Aaron Copland..

Dr. Z: (after his cabbage patch espisode) Alright, does anyone know what this song is about?

Us: *random jibberish, someone shouts out 'A tree!' out of nowhere in an excited manner*

Dr. Z: *gets the whole 'elementary teacher to stupid kid' expression* A...tree...

The song is really about a girl who dies. Yes, I am in college...*falls over*



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And today, I went to Writing Class. I havea short attention span. So I started doodling...




Those were my notes today, and as I was stamping the pretty stars on my paper by drawing on my palm on that part directly beneath my pointer finger (where I've always almost wanted to get a tatoo of a star there), the boy next to me noticed while our teacher talked on (and on and on)...

Joe (I think his name is): What are you doing?

Me (Without looking up): Taking notes, what does it look like I'm doing?

Joe: *cracks up*

Me: *continues stamping stars*


The star is still on my hand, and semi permenantly too because I drew it again and again as I was stamping. W00t.






...okay thats it for now.

[Aureus]

*Stamps Ally's forehead with the words "Shorty"*

[chihiro]

=.=

*stamps pink bunnies on Ryu's forehead*


The star is still on my hand, w00t. ^^

[Aureus]

o.o *tries to rub off*