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Post by Cali on Apr 13, 2017 0:18:38 GMT 1
Burlesque clubs.
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Post by Cali on Dec 3, 2017 4:57:42 GMT 1
I'm going to honor the ones forgotten...
I'm of course talking about the precious few lovable idiots in my high school.
Michael Roberson, that one dude who pretended to control balloons with his mind.
James Gray, the autistic nihilist who would be okay and happy (albeit sleepy) and be angry one day and yell "I'M GOING TO FISTFIGHT YOU MICHAEL!" to said guy above... and fistfight him.
Melvin, the obese black guy from American History who demanded that the teacher let him outside so he could fart.
Stacey Falwell, the pathological liar (she said she was personal friends with the Prince of Egypt) who begged me for sex. She was also pregnant btw.
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Post by Mr. Glow on Mar 12, 2018 18:51:56 GMT 1
Michael Shannon is da best.
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Post by CAPT Issac R. Madden on Mar 13, 2018 1:24:24 GMT 1
I'm going to go with something that happened in my karate class this past Sunday. We rarely do free sparring in my dojo on the grounds that such a practice is a fun game and can build confidence, but can lead to seriously bad habits. One of the main reasons being that (legally speaking), we are VERY rarely going to be squaring off with an opponent in mutual combat. In Michigan, this is considered dueling which is illegal as hell while if we actually have to use what we know, we will likely have our hands in a neutral posture or a placating posture.
Anyways, I got to spar with one of the senior students who is a 4th degree black belt (for reference, I'm a 1st degree black belt and have held that rank since 2008; I'm not higher ranked because I went off to the Air Force). At one point, my opponent decided to try to overwhelm me with a blitz attack and I blocked everything he sent my way and landed a clean hit on him. Granted he was most likely doing what we are all taught to do and never go insanely beyond a junior student's skill level in partner drills, but the fact that I weathered his storm of attacks and came out ahead did much to ease some of my nagging doubts about my abilities since I've been gone for so long.
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Post by Mr. Glow on Mar 24, 2018 8:33:10 GMT 1
Whenever I start writing something new, I buy a box of crayons, eat one, do a one page outline in crayon and pin it to my fridge. Then I can get reminded what I should be writing about every time I go for a Lunchable.
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Post by Mr. Glow on May 1, 2018 19:19:19 GMT 1
EA Jorts.
They're on my frame.
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Post by Cali on May 1, 2018 20:43:51 GMT 1
EA Jorts. They're on my frame. Mailing a pit bull specifically trained to bite your groin in 3... 2...
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Post by Mr. Glow on May 31, 2018 18:58:31 GMT 1
So grateful for every day I get to spend on the internet. All the great people. All the edifying conversations. All the meaningful connections.
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Post by Clint Johnston on Jun 1, 2018 18:55:55 GMT 1
Sarcasm!
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Post by Cali on Jun 14, 2018 5:16:24 GMT 1
Canned. Fuckin'. Peaches.
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Post by Mr. Glow on Sept 29, 2018 23:13:04 GMT 1
Watching a video essay that posits the reason Ben Affleck went into rehab is because he realised he sucks.
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Post by Mr. Glow on Dec 31, 2018 20:34:46 GMT 1
LIFE PRO TIP: When stopping for a piss on a long road journey, save precious seconds by just pissing against the side of your own car, instead of walking to and from a secluded area.
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Post by Mr. Glow on Jan 4, 2019 22:19:29 GMT 1
I just punked my dog super bucking hard.
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Post by Mr. Glow on Apr 26, 2019 23:44:47 GMT 1
Got a perverse, almost Satanic thrill out of just going for a piss whenever I felt like it during Avengers. It's the same twisted satisfaction I get out of background watching the final season of Game of Thrones (Haven't seen the end of S6/any of S7).
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Post by Mr. Glow on Jun 27, 2019 22:49:01 GMT 1
If it weren't for youtuber Charisma on Command, I might've ended up just like Academy Award-winning, billion dollar film headliner Brie Larson.
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