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Post by Queenie on Jun 27, 2008 9:10:49 GMT -5
A few years ago, not long after my fiancee became a lesbian and broke up with me, I decided I deserved a vacation. I booked a 10 day stay at an 18+ all inclusive resort in Puerto Vallarta. On one fortunate elevator ride, I had a short but nice conversation with a cute girl from Canada, but being just a little tipsy, didnt get her name. The next day, I'm hanging at the pool, and I see the Canadian Cutey. I jump from the pool, and jog to where she is so I can talk to her again. Oopsie. Wet concrete is slippery. I smashed my knee on the cement, and spent the last 3 days of my vacay with a knee that was literally the size of a large grapefruit, and would not bend. And... nope never saw the Canadian Cutey again. Does bad luck follow you everywhere? Geez . . .doesn't quite seem fair! |
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Post by Fistor on Jun 27, 2008 9:22:46 GMT -5
Does bad luck follow you everywhere? Geez . . .doesn't quite seem fair! You're talking in rhymes. You're hip with the times. |
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Post by Derek on Jun 27, 2008 9:35:31 GMT -5
A few years ago, not long after my fiancee became a lesbian and broke up with me, I decided I deserved a vacation. I booked a 10 day stay at an 18+ all inclusive resort in Puerto Vallarta. On one fortunate elevator ride, I had a short but nice conversation with a cute girl from Canada, but being just a little tipsy, didnt get her name. The next day, I'm hanging at the pool, and I see the Canadian Cutey. I jump from the pool, and jog to where she is so I can talk to her again. Oopsie. Wet concrete is slippery. I smashed my knee on the cement, and spent the last 3 days of my vacay with a knee that was literally the size of a large grapefruit, and would not bend. And... nope never saw the Canadian Cutey again. Does bad luck follow you everywhere? Geez . . .doesn't quite seem fair! It's jsut a canadian cutey, nothing good can come from that anyways. |
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Post by FUCKTARD ! on Jun 27, 2008 10:01:58 GMT -5
A few years ago, not long after my fiancee became a lesbian and broke up with me, I decided I deserved a vacation. I booked a 10 day stay at an 18+ all inclusive resort in Puerto Vallarta. On one fortunate elevator ride, I had a short but nice conversation with a cute girl from Canada, but being just a little tipsy, didnt get her name. The next day, I'm hanging at the pool, and I see the Canadian Cutey. I jump from the pool, and jog to where she is so I can talk to her again. Oopsie. Wet concrete is slippery. I smashed my knee on the cement, and spent the last 3 days of my vacay with a knee that was literally the size of a large grapefruit, and would not bend. And... nope never saw the Canadian Cutey again. Does bad luck follow you everywhere? Geez . . .doesn't quite seem fair! Well other than effing up my knee it was a pretty good week |
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Post by FUCKTARD ! on Jun 27, 2008 10:10:44 GMT -5
Does bad luck follow you everywhere? Geez . . .doesn't quite seem fair! You're talking in rhymes. You're hip with the times. Fistor, face it you suck whatever you post, no one gives a F*** you think you gonna be the bad karma king? I'm negative 33! Bitch hows that sting ? you got a small dick and you got no game being hatchet head is your only fame PRODUCER JOE ! Tell me how my taint look ? |
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Post by Fistor on Jun 27, 2008 10:12:47 GMT -5
Listen, Tit.
Don't be a twit.
TAINT!!!@#
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Post by FUCKTARD ! on Jun 27, 2008 10:20:09 GMT -5
Listen, Tit. Don't be a twit. TAINT!!!@# Tit? OMG that's so original. Did you think that up yourself ? |
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Post by potthole on Jun 27, 2008 11:51:43 GMT -5
fistor is quickly becoming one of my favorite posters.
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Post by Queenie on Jun 27, 2008 20:06:55 GMT -5
You people suck at this. These injuries are far too serious and by and large un-retarded. I had a freaking HATCHET stuck in my freaking SKULL, people!!! Surely the vast majority of you are nowhere near as retarded as me, but c'mon. Stop holding back. I knew that's why you were a tard!! |
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Post by The Biff Lebowski on Jun 27, 2008 21:08:30 GMT -5
You're talking in rhymes. You're hip with the times. Hey, why don't I just go and eat some hay. I can lay by the bay, make things out of clay, I just may, what'd ya say? |
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Post by cassierae on Jun 29, 2008 21:35:46 GMT -5
A few days after I graduated high school, my ex and I went swimming at the lake by his house in Alto and his redneck friend was skipping rocks off the waves. I waded out and I heard a big "Clunggggggg" and everything went hazy and I could barely hear. I thought "I got hit in the head, i'll be ok." His friend threw a rock full-force and it bounced off a wave and hit me in the forehead. I made it to shore thinking I just needed to relax for a minute but judging by the fact everyone at the shore went running and screaming for me to remain calm, I knew something was up. Bleeding everywhere and all over my ex, I told no one to call an ambulance and refused to go to the hospital and some people "butterflied" up my wounds and I went back to my ex's house and relaxed the rest of the day. You could see my skull when you looked inside the wound...that thing hurt for months and even when I touch the scar it does some weird thing where I can feel it on the top of my head.  |
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Post by wienerpoopie on Jun 30, 2008 8:55:16 GMT -5
I would have punched that redneck bastard in the face…..
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Post by cassierae on Jun 30, 2008 9:28:56 GMT -5
I wanted to but I was too weak for pretty much the remainder of the next month. I'm pretty sure I had a nice concussion. I was giggly and weird all day especially sitting in the living room staring blankly.  |
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Post by wienerpoopie on Jun 30, 2008 9:35:17 GMT -5
A concussion is nothing to take lightly, I’ve had a few and have heard of people getting them and falling asleep and never waking up.
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Post by cassierae on Jun 30, 2008 9:37:19 GMT -5
I got lucky! I was leaking a weird clear fluid out of my head. How am I still alive?! Haha.
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Post by Queenie on Jun 30, 2008 9:37:46 GMT -5
You're talking in rhymes. You're hip with the times. Hey, why don't I just go and eat some hay. I can lay by the bay, make things out of clay, I just may, what'd ya say? Gosh Adam Sandler is one of my favorites!! He is freakin hilarious!! "Why do you want to mess with me Penguin?" |
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