Things That Are Wrong

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I’m going to take that story and raise you.

The summer before I started commerce my mother packed me off to Boston for six weeks as part of an Iaci thing because I had got into a bit of trouble on holidays the year before with a few friends. Anyway this meant not only having to have classes and the like but also having to live with my aunt while I was there, kind of taking the fun out of the thought of going away for the summer.

Since I didn’t have any choice I decided to make the best of it and as soon as the classes started things were looking up cos there were quite a few decent american birds doing the course as well. Naturally, these girls or their parents obviously had a boner for the whole Irish thing so I thought I may be able to make a good summer of it yet. So one day, I was sitting in my chair waiting for this stupid Irish mythology thing to start and I’m trying to crack my back because they’re those really fucking uncomfortable plastic chairs, and this really hot girl in the class is looking over at me. So I like smile and she smiles back and it’s before the class so people are still talking and stuff, so she gets up and walks over to me. Now the closer she gets the more I notice how intimidatingly fucking hot she is and then she says ‘hi’ and I say ‘hi’ back and all I can think of to say is something about how hard the chairs are to sit on. She just kind of laughed and she offers to crack my back for me. That was fine by me since it’d break the excruciating silence so I stand up and she crosses her arms in front of me and stands behind me, and she sort of lifts me up against her and bounces me (best I can describe it).

Anyway it’s not working so she tries this huge bounce and something pops really loudly, and when she lets me down it’s like legs have completely gone to sleep and I just collapse on the ground in a heap. She’s just standing there looking at me and I try to get up but instead of my legs moving I hear this massive farting sound, and I start to really loudly shit my pants. Everyone’s now like ‘what the fuck is happening’ and at this stage the teacher is in the room and starts asking what’s going on. I’m fucking desperate to just run away but I can’t move and I’m still letting these loud, spluttering farts go. The teacher calls another teacher and they realise that it’s not just some freak shitting on the floor and they call an ambulance.

So I went to the hospital and it turns out that when she cracked my back my spinal cord got pinched between vertebrae and they straightened it out and I’m completely fine now. My aunt rang my mother that night and I was home before the end of July. My mother told me I could go wherever the fuck I wanted anymore.
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I was told to google the words “Blue Waffle” by two sickos at work and click on the first link that appears. What I found was possibly the wrongest photo I have ever seen.
If anyone attempts to do the same make sure you don’t google those words at work.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v1m8a4Jl4ZI

getting caught looking at lovely ladies in work.

getting caught looking at lovely ladies at work whilst live on the news! MBB, take note. (BTW, it was the lovely Miranda Kerr he was looking up!)

Clarkey?

Yeah, a friend of mine told me to google it saying she was off work sick with it. It’s fucking horrific. There is no good reason to ever see it.

I’m confused :blink:

Anyone ever seen the Dagestan Massacre videos? Fuck me…

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zoo_(film) :blink:

I know I shouldn’t have but…yes. There’s a Mexican one from a year or so ago that is pretty bad too.

Ah for fuck sake http://www.thefreekick.com/board/public/style_emoticons/default/wacko.gif

:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

I’ve never seen anything even remotely like the dagestan one. I watched it all though. Once you’ve started you have to see how it ends. The lad that made the run for it had the right idea. Fucking hell, I was rubbing my neck every five minutes for the whole day after it.

Got an email today in work and some cunt had spelt ‘banter’ in the following manner…‘banther’.

The need to emphasise the concept of banter by naming it and stating where the banter exists/existed is wrong by itself.

e.g.

Jesus we had some banter the other night
Well what banter are we going at the weekend?
Some banter…
Do you remember the banter we had in such and such a place…

etc.

Do you know what banter is bro? I’ll tell you what it is. Banter is a state of mind.

Was that Jack O’Connor from SIPTU?

Very hot foreign bird (possibily Polish) given her surname, wearing an Irish rugby jersey and telling everyone how exited she is about the match tomorrow.

The National League is starting this weekend and this is where her priorities lie. For shame.

It would nearly turn me off her*.

[size=“1”]* This would in no way turn me off her [/size]

Eh, nevermind any of that shit. This is Superbowl weekend bro.

Andy Gray continuing to call Yakubu ‘The Yak’

Broadcasters insisting on transmitting tuneless players singing national anthems