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Niqo Niqo Nii~
Join Date: Mar 2004
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I knew youd say something like that
Join Date: Dec 2008
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So when I was like 15, me and a few friends y'know. We got this great idea. We had this big church behind our house, with a nice smooth parking lot. Well. Someone had left a couple of those old metal shopping carts around. So we gathered them up, and then decided to joust with them.
Few cuts and bruises, but fun. Ok. Then in our wisdom. We decided to weaponize them. Give them all sorts of metal poles and hunks of wood and stuff to try and beat each others cart into pieces. I'm lucky to have only got off with a couple of toes broken by a hunk of wood. It was still fun though. |
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Willfully Incompetent
Join Date: Jun 2010
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I worked as a substitute teacher a couple of years ago. One week, they put me in charge of an AP physics class. Now the class was pretty much ran itself, withh all the kids doing various self study and projects. So I told them, "Keep doing whatever it is your doing." Apparently this was the chance they had been waiting for. I'm not really that into science so when one of the kids started working on something in the back of the room, I just figured it was the continuation of some project he had been working on. Turns out he was building a 6-foot tall very well insulated Van de Graaff Generator. When he fired it up, he just walked away from it. At the end of class he left without turning it off. Now, at the time, I had no idea what a Van de Graaff Generator did, so I just walked up to it to turn it off. I don't remember much after that.
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...Really?
Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: in Theory. Everything works here
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I have a Pesterchum its DangerousDoc I am ether fading out of Time, Space, or Reality...Or Simply my Typewriter is running out of ink |
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Willfully Incompetent
Join Date: Jun 2010
Posts: 25
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My mistake was accepting a sub-job for a class I had no experience in.
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DA-DA-DA-DAA DAA DAA DA DA-DAAAAAA!
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In 9th grade, my English teacher told us we could come in after school if we had a question about anything. the one day I decided it would be a good day to come in to ask a question happened to be the day of the Spell-Bowl team's first meet up, so she assumed I wanted to join the spell bowl. I have a bad habit of
I worked in a deli/bakery during high school, and I had to work on a Superbowl Sunday. We had a cake out that was all decorated for superbowl and it was in the case with the rest of the pre-made cakes. Someone came and asked for it and I gave it to them. The next day I am informed that I sold them a fake display-only cake. My only saving grace was that I called a manager back to help me find a box big enough for it and he didn't know it was display only either.
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Nothing's gonna change my world
Join Date: Oct 2008
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One of my friends got stipend from a church for her success in school subject which I guess can be called religion teaching. (It's pain in the ass when you don't know proper terms for these)
Anyway, she posted about this in facebook, where she wrote how atheist got stipend from church. I commented this jokingly*: "Maybe it's converting." *Some may say it's good joke, some will loath it. Well, about ten days later I got message in my facebook from my old teacher who angrily wrote that what are the actual reasons why my friend got that stipend and it being strange, odd, laughable way to think it being converting. I kinda guess that was one of the nicest last impressions I've ever done, you know. Also bars are not my place at all. There's been too much talk about me being gay (the final word is that I'm bi). It's not that bad of course because most of the time we are half-serious about that, but once I was kind of overtalked to wear drag and my own bright idea was to suggest to wear it in bar. I guess it's thanks to alcohol and people forgetting things because of drinking it that I haven't have to do it actually. And my curse to remember it because I don't drink. It goes both ways. |
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