Get it out. Get it off your chest.
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Sorry for the delay, but you're totally connecting two different things. I'm saying that the smell is the way I described it.
So I'm saying:
Pot smell = BO + Horse crap +8 hours + heat
No, he got that - he's just connecting it to the fact that where you smelled it you were also surrounded with a bunch of Civil War re-enacters, who are up with Trekkies on the scale of nerd-stereotypes for not washing
Pot smell to me is vaseline burning on cardboard.
Aw, happy to lighten things up a little.
Though, on a more serious note, I'm very, very concerned about the lack of an "Ignored" thread. Does anyone else remember us poor, attention-hungry Ignoreds?? Where did we all go? Sob.
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I think I deleted them all. At least, I can't find them on my hard drive any more.
But the thread should still be around, unless it's been pruned due to age. I'll have a search in a bit.
EDIT: found it!
(the email address is no longer active, so don't send anything into it; it won't be read by anyone. I could be persuaded to do a new thread though, if there was interest. Ideally, if someone knew a way to set up an anonymous web form that then forwarded stuff to an email, that would probably get even more juicy stories).
That thread needs to come back, dude.
I am sick and tired of deadbeat parents trying to be involved in their kid's life ONLY when it is convenient for them and then have the audacity to say that the parent who is present in the kid's life only want's their money when they are forced to pay back child support 
....umm...because raising a child is FREE I suppose?????? I am also suppose to believe that seeing or calling your child once every THREE YEARS makes you a parent and...what...the child is suppose to not be affected by this somehow??? UGH
Yes, I do speak from experience...sadly
....umm...because raising a child is FREE I suppose?????? I am also suppose to believe that seeing or calling your child once every THREE YEARS makes you a parent and...what...the child is suppose to not be affected by this somehow??? UGHYes, I do speak from experience...sadly
PM HoldfastLink? I wanna be disturbed! (or "distrubed")
I think I deleted them all. At least, I can't find them on my hard drive any more.
But the thread should still be around, unless it's been pruned due to age. I'll have a search in a bit.
EDIT: found it!
(the email address is no longer active, so don't send anything into it; it won't be read by anyone. I could be persuaded to do a new thread though, if there was interest. Ideally, if someone knew a way to set up an anonymous web form that then forwarded stuff to an email, that would probably get even more juicy stories).
Thanks very much! Now to read through (loving it already) and see if I can match any stories to names...
So rant about anything? I was down at the precinct trying to clear this up yesterday, so i'm still pretty pissed.
So two weeks ago, a friend of mine calls me. Asks me to meet her in Stockholm (a 30km trip). So I figured why not. I show up at the restaurant and I see her seven year old sister there. Nice gal, so I didnt really think anything of it. Thing is, about 20 minutes after I show up. A Piket team (swedish SWAT) storms the restaurant. Apparently they were after some drug dealer they believed to be inside. Now I'm all for, frankly, shooting every single one sight so I don't blame them for storming the place. Bloody hell...
But I do blame the ****head who scared the shit out of my frineds seven year old sister by pointing an SMG at her. Now what kind of amoron, threatens a seven year old with an mp5? We had to fucking shield her to get the guys attention, and frankly, i don't like being in the line of fire...
We filed a report, but hey who's gonna take my (or her's) word for it when a cop says otherwise. They are virtually untouchable, bloody morons... And people ask me why i have absolutely no faith in the justice system...
That's horrible! D:
Regarding Hanes' new "Lay Flat Collar" for which I keep seeing commercials and pop-up ads -- it is lie flat, not lay flat. One lays something down, once down, one lies.
No, he got that - he's just connecting it to the fact that where you smelled it you were also surrounded with a bunch of Civil War re-enacters, who are up with Trekkies on the scale of nerd-stereotypes for not washing
Pot smell to me is vaseline burning on cardboard.
No, I live in the freaking ghetto. I smell it at least twice a week. I'm saying that the smell is not from a single incident, the characterization is a summation of cumulative experience.
Why is this so hard to explain?
Yeah, I just re-read through it (and the spin-off Cupid thread) myself. Some of the stories are really quite amazingly out-there.
Really stupid websites that try and sell useless shit to people, you know the ones I mean, they have all this nonsense such as
"Would you like to blah blah?"
"Our guide is complied by blah blah"
You scroll down the page, looking at all this stuff supposedly designed to make you wanna buy the product in question, followed by Testimonials from people that don't actually exist and if your not quite convinced, they then offer ludicrous bargains, such as multiple freebies, a massive price slash and other such garbage, eventually when you scroll to the bottom of the page, you see the bright flashy form asking for payment details...seriously how can these people sleep at night? taking advantage of people who are desperate for a solution to any particular problem, how can they expect anyone with common sense to actually but into this bullshit?
By far the one that got to me though, was the random popup, where you hear some Fuckwad saying "Would you like to make $1000 a month with Google" in an extremely irritating voice, I mean who the fuck is that going to work for exactly? going around doing stupid crappy Market Research for a few pennies a time, not actually making a living, its ridiculous, so much of the Internet is built on lies, its pretty much equivalent to having a website ran by Prisoners in many cases
...Don't get me started on 419 Scammers!!
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"Would you like to blah blah?"
"Our guide is complied by blah blah"
You scroll down the page, looking at all this stuff supposedly designed to make you wanna buy the product in question, followed by Testimonials from people that don't actually exist and if your not quite convinced, they then offer ludicrous bargains, such as multiple freebies, a massive price slash and other such garbage, eventually when you scroll to the bottom of the page, you see the bright flashy form asking for payment details...seriously how can these people sleep at night? taking advantage of people who are desperate for a solution to any particular problem, how can they expect anyone with common sense to actually but into this bullshit?
By far the one that got to me though, was the random popup, where you hear some Fuckwad saying "Would you like to make $1000 a month with Google" in an extremely irritating voice, I mean who the fuck is that going to work for exactly? going around doing stupid crappy Market Research for a few pennies a time, not actually making a living, its ridiculous, so much of the Internet is built on lies, its pretty much equivalent to having a website ran by Prisoners in many cases
...Don't get me started on 419 Scammers!!
Rant Over
People that want to use taxes and/or regulations to discourage food that has enough fat, sugar or salt to actually taste good. It's my darn arteries and I'm the one that has to haul that extra weight every time I climb a flight of stairs so mind your own darn business. You don't have a right to chose whether I have a long life eating nothing but a bunch of damp leaves harvested from a distant field in Florida or Southern California (a field which doesn't have anyplace for the farm workers to properly wash their hands after using the Pota-potty that might be there) or a shorter life enjoying things like steak that has been sanitized cooking on a grill. Also applies to calorie counts on menu boards that duplicate information already available on a poster or rack of pamphlets on the wall at the end of the counter.
Restaurants that drop ingredients from their recipes just because there was a contamination scare for a few weeks.
Regulators that mandate thousands of dollars of safety equipment added to cars for the rare case where they would make a difference. Particularly irksome when the "safety" equipment introduces a new hazard (like passenger side air bags to middle school children and small stature adults). Now they're proposing rear view video cameras. I wonder how many drivers that will distract, not to mention how hard they will be to see on a sunny day.
Restaurants that drop ingredients from their recipes just because there was a contamination scare for a few weeks.
Regulators that mandate thousands of dollars of safety equipment added to cars for the rare case where they would make a difference. Particularly irksome when the "safety" equipment introduces a new hazard (like passenger side air bags to middle school children and small stature adults). Now they're proposing rear view video cameras. I wonder how many drivers that will distract, not to mention how hard they will be to see on a sunny day.
No, he got that - he's just connecting it to the fact that where you smelled it you were also surrounded with a bunch of Civil War re-enacters, who are up with Trekkies on the scale of nerd-stereotypes for not washing
Pot smell to me is vaseline burning on cardboard.
No, I live in the freaking ghetto. I smell it at least twice a week. I'm saying that the smell is not from a single incident, the characterization is a summation of cumulative experience.
Why is this so hard to explain?
Okay, take a breath.
It isn't hard to explain.
I didn't misunderstood you and I don't think Santa's Camel did either. Since you said you knew the smell from being with Civil War Re-enacters, the joke is there that maybe the BO smell came from the Re-enacters not the pot, that's all.
Or, to put it another way, “lay” is transitive (takes a direct object); “lie” is intransitive. Reminds me of Dorothy Parker’s quip: “It's a small apartment -- I've barely enough room to lay my hat and a few friends.”
Hear, hear. It’s not the job of government to protect adults from the consequences of their own free choices. If eating a fast food burger and fries every couple of weeks shortens my lifespan by a year or two (and there’s no proof of that), so be it. What’s the point of having a long life if it means being paranoid about all the alleged poison in your food and living like a goddamn monk?
Yes, I was making a JOKE. A lame-ass joke, but a joke nonetheless.No, I live in the freaking ghetto. I smell it at least twice a week. I'm saying that the smell is not from a single incident, the characterization is a summation of cumulative experience.
Why is this so hard to explain?
Okay, take a breath.
It isn't hard to explain.
I didn't misunderstood you and I don't think Santa's Camel did either. Since you said you knew the smell from being with Civil War Re-enacters, the joke is there that maybe the BO smell came from the Re-enacters not the pot, that's all.
Oh, and I like the way your holiday username cleverly plays on your regular username. Although I assume you’re aware that “trampled a magi” is ungrammatical. The singular is “magus.”
I am now anyway - Tora Ziyal (can't remember her Christmas name) pointed it out in a different thread this afternoon. I'm claiming artistic licence
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