#funny stories
Some more gems I found after getting really high the other night
Last night I got really high and waisted with some friends and today I woke up and found this in my notes
One time I tried complimenting a cute girl, and I was trying to tell her that she was really nice and sweet but I wanted to sound romantic so instead I blabbered out, confidently, “You are the kind of person who will not make it to judgement day.” And we never spoke again :)
I’m so fucking high right now, I really just went to make a PB&J sandwich and took a spoonful of peanut butter and slathered it all over my hand, and then said, “Which do you put first, the bowl or the milk?”
Forgive me Lord for I have taken the arms and legs off of my Barbie doll as a child and super glued them to the opposite sockets. I know the Bible doesn’t mention it but I just know that’s a sin.
Dumb Story cuz why not
I’ve been absent on here enough that I can confidently tell dumb stories because no one reads them.
So, I am more active on Instagram, so my friends there know something you don’t know: I am an extremely active DDR fan. Dance Dance Revolution? Yes, that DDR. Just this year, after my sister and I bought our Japanese PlayStation from the game booth at AnimeFest, I made it my goal to buy all JPN PS1 DDR games, and it was essentially my birthday present to myself. I have been having a ball ever since. If anyone is curious, I can even show you the volt change box that I bought since that modding life ain’t for me.
Since then, I have discovered that there is still one mysteriously floating game out there, so obscure that someone dug it up just this year, either this month or the last–very recent discovery. It was connected to one of the games of the dating sim franchise, Tokimeki Memorial. (Even those who have not played, like myself, know it exists.) From what I gathered, if you completed the game with a good ending on the first disc, it unlocked a fully playable DDR game on the second disc, using the interface of 2nd ReMix and its own original soundtrack.
Here’s the part where the trivia gets relevant, and also very stupid: I had a dream that I had a Lupin game similar to this, but with the more modern ability to build a character. The DDR game was made available from the start and could be opened via code. I was watching some part 2 on stream last night, so my brain pulled ideas from that to make a weird first scenario for the opening scene, one that may or may not have involved a little cosplay from both parties in question. ~giggles~
Nonetheless, I was bummed to wake up and discover it didn’t exist. Besides, we both know Konami ain’t all that anymore. Stupid Konami.
Regardless, Lupin did sneak onto the DDR scene in 2000 (DDR 4th Mix Plus - arcade only) and 2001 (DDR Extra Mix - JPN PS1) with a Ventura remix of the ‘78 theme, something that fans either like, hate, or find too weird to find a specific emotion. I personally like it and play it a lot. The Maniac dance is also super fun, so I can dance and dream of the man at the same time. ~sighs~
Here is the game play to prove my point! I wish I had some of me playing it, seeing as I am a pretty mildly adequate player. XP
Edible baby
Omg so something funny happened yesterday. So my stepmom went out for the day to see a friend and she brought back food. So when I was putting it away after eating some she told me in her nonchalant voice" Don’t forget to eat your baby.“ And I was like "What!!?? ” Then she gave me this and it took me a minute to process it, pardon the melty look I forgot it was in my pocket. Omg I fucking love my stepmom
A new card for Techblr Against Humanity:
Accidentally touching the layer of snot-like mold in a year old paint can
NNNNOOOOOO OH GOD
LET ME RECOUNT WITH TODAY’S TALE
We’re doing all our end of the year shop cleaning, as well as striking all the paint from the show we just finished.
Some of these containers of paint that we have stashed under the paint table are ancient.
Today, I stuck my arm into a bucket that I thought was mostly water with some pigment in the bottom. Like I went in up to my elbow.
And then I realized it wasn’t water.
It was mold.
AAAAAAAGH! I’m so sorry that happened to you, that is the WOOORRRRRSSSTTT!
We had a can of Rosco Fire Red like that (because when the heck did we ever need fire red when we had bright red and orange) and the smells that would waft out of that thing when some poor unsuspecting new practicum student removed the lid would have personally offended a skunk.
Also leftover boiled drop starch. You think you might use more of the batch for a flat a couple days down the road or something. You won’t. It will sit there. Waiting. Fermenting. You will fear it. You know the stench that resides within. Eternal. Do not be like me. Pour that sucker OUT.
My personal favorite is being made to open up old, dented, rusted cans that have their tops bulging juuuuuust a bit
Oh! another card!
The gut-wrenching terror that comes when a paint can hisses as you open it.
Man in college they made us use some of the old horrible paint to paint our projects with. We all had the worst smelling canvases ever. I somehow forgot about mine in a closet after I was done and when I was cleaning it out I almost threw up at the smell.
For me it’s always the Flat Plastic Varnish. GODDAMN it’s swamp ass incarnate. When you have watered down sealers scattered to the wind and you open a sprayer that someone left behind and take a whiff expecting it to be water or maybe Ben Moore Low Lustre, and instead get knocked on your ass from the unadulterated ogre buttgas that you’ve unleashed.
On the other hand, I’ve also opened a can of Rosco Ultramarine that smelled, I shit you not, like Reese’s Puff Cereal. We all just sat there huffing it and getting breakfast cravings.
Aw man, PV is one of the worst offenders, and we use it with our super sats so almost everything has it in the mix somewhere.
It’s always a pleasant surprise when the mold smells kinda okay. There was one I opened today that smelled like mint and another that was sort of like artificial strawberry
As a Home Depot paint associate who normally works with fresh paint, it’s really funny to read these stories from people who are seeing this stuff on the back end.
However.
I’ve had my fair share of encounters with rotten paint, especially from customers who are trying to get me to match the old paint color (gosh, the stories I could tell about those dang dirty color matches). I swear that it’s always the big 5-gallon buckets that are the stinkers. Those old hardened plastic lids are super tough to pry off, and when you finally manage to wrench it open, the stink hits the whole paint pit so fast. I once had a line of customers behind this old guy waiting to order, and we opened it up to check the paint, and they all scattered – some of my co-workers among them! I guess they decided to come back later…