Funny Stuff
Ok, so yeah just a few things that I wanted to talk about. So like just a few funny stories or maybe neat or whatever. In anycase...
Okay, so first, like I read this story in the newspaper, well actually I saw it on tv, then read about it in the newspaper.
So there was these two guys right. And I guess at 3:30am four people broke into their aparment and were robbing them and stuff. Well, in truth it's hard to say with any certainty what the invaders intent was, as this is what unfolded.
So one guy breaks in and has a gun, he forces the two guys that live there onto the floor. Meanwhile, one of the three remaining burglars while searching the house finds a sword, only to come back and find that apartment guy B is wrestling around with the guy with a gun, and then apartment guy A starts fighting for the sword. Well apartment guy A gets the sword away after suffering some cuts.
And yes, it was indeed a katana, and yes, he aparently knew what he was doing to some degree.
Ownage ensued.
So like, apartment guy A proceeds to break the gun with his katana and then drives off all four attackers. Yeah PWNED!!
So no one died, but one of the attackers lost a finger, one had severe slashes to the abdomen and another had deep wounds on his arm "consistant with a sword".
Lol, rofl lol.
Is it bad I think this is cool or funny?
Lol, oh well. In anycase when I heard this I was like, "Sweet!! Heck ya, way to go man! Break into my house and try to mess, I'll introduce you to my sword!"
Like seriously, there is no way they could have expected to run into a katana wielding guy pissed at having a gun shoved in his face.
Anyway, so that's one story. Another is an interesting one about my stupidity. Hooray!!! So today at work I managed to make the entire Wal-Mart building smell bad. And yes, I mean that quite literally. I'm not talking about reputation or looks, but in a very real way a most odious odor that I bequeethed to the building.
Like, it wasn't even my fault, really sorta. anyway. So like, I'm hungry so i got ready for work fettachini alfredo noodles with chicken. Except the Chicken was raw. So I'm all like, well can't eat raw chicken, better microwave it! So i put it in. Hmmm, it takes like 30 seconds in the microwave to make something warm, but that doesn't get it all the way through, I want to be safe with raw chicken so....
5 minutes!
Perfect!
Okay, time to go read People magazine.
...
What in all the nine perils of the perilous persian sand storm is that .. oh, oh NO!!!
So, like, smoke was rather billowing out of the microwave, and it was kinda this like, yellow mustard brown sad colour. So I'm like, "crap crap crap crap" and like went and started jumping and waving my arms around to try and disperse the smoke before it sets off the sprinkler system in the breakroom. Thank God they didn't go off. Probably not due to my flailing. In anycase, so then like the whole breakroom is filled with smoke. So we had to get a manager to go and open a door in the break room to the outside, it was like the emergency exit door. So like one of them goes and opens the exit door right? So then the smoke eventually clears and after a little bit the smell got better in the breakroom. Unfortunately what no one thought of was that, "hey, there's this nice pleasant breeze outside, I wonder what effect that will have?" Well, I'll tell you what it did! It slowly but surely spread the reek of melted (oh yes, MELTED!! it looked like a fuzed lump of coal) chicken flesh and fat throughout the entire building. Yep, that breeze pushed it through so that the process of difusion would go on and on and on till all of Wal-Mart was inundated in, .. my gift.
So like, I walk out of the break room and the department manager of accesories is like "What the heck is that! People aren't going past half of the store!" aparently my doom cloud had permeated half the store by then. And truly as I walked, there was this quite easily discernable scent, a scent so mysterious that grown adults would walk into range and immediately and very confused and yes displeased look would blossom onto their faces. The children lacked the adults sense of propriety. They knew that the nose knows, and they knew that it was smelly, so there was the like of a little girl sedately walking around with one hand firmly pinching her nose shut. I believe her mother just grimaced.
Yes, so it was quite nice to for the rest of the day be "congratulated" on a "job well done" yes indeed.
And now, a story from Holly's work.
So apparently this one time, there was an engineer who had recovered the lost hard drive data for a client. And I guess the client called him about like payment or whatever and basically said to meet in an underground parking garage at three in the morning.
...
yeah.... weird.
So this engineering guy actually does it. He goes and meets at 3am in an underground parking garage, and sure enough there's the client and so the engineer gives him the hard drive and recovered data stuff, and the client pays the engineer.
With a briefcase full of cash.
yeah....
So apparently the engineer later found out that no joke, he just recored information for the mafia and proceeded to have himself a panic attack.
end of story.
:)
Good times, good times.
Well , that's all for now and stuff.
Buh bye!!
Scott
Okay, so first, like I read this story in the newspaper, well actually I saw it on tv, then read about it in the newspaper.
So there was these two guys right. And I guess at 3:30am four people broke into their aparment and were robbing them and stuff. Well, in truth it's hard to say with any certainty what the invaders intent was, as this is what unfolded.
So one guy breaks in and has a gun, he forces the two guys that live there onto the floor. Meanwhile, one of the three remaining burglars while searching the house finds a sword, only to come back and find that apartment guy B is wrestling around with the guy with a gun, and then apartment guy A starts fighting for the sword. Well apartment guy A gets the sword away after suffering some cuts.
And yes, it was indeed a katana, and yes, he aparently knew what he was doing to some degree.
Ownage ensued.
So like, apartment guy A proceeds to break the gun with his katana and then drives off all four attackers. Yeah PWNED!!
So no one died, but one of the attackers lost a finger, one had severe slashes to the abdomen and another had deep wounds on his arm "consistant with a sword".
Lol, rofl lol.
Is it bad I think this is cool or funny?
Lol, oh well. In anycase when I heard this I was like, "Sweet!! Heck ya, way to go man! Break into my house and try to mess, I'll introduce you to my sword!"
Like seriously, there is no way they could have expected to run into a katana wielding guy pissed at having a gun shoved in his face.
Anyway, so that's one story. Another is an interesting one about my stupidity. Hooray!!! So today at work I managed to make the entire Wal-Mart building smell bad. And yes, I mean that quite literally. I'm not talking about reputation or looks, but in a very real way a most odious odor that I bequeethed to the building.
Like, it wasn't even my fault, really sorta. anyway. So like, I'm hungry so i got ready for work fettachini alfredo noodles with chicken. Except the Chicken was raw. So I'm all like, well can't eat raw chicken, better microwave it! So i put it in. Hmmm, it takes like 30 seconds in the microwave to make something warm, but that doesn't get it all the way through, I want to be safe with raw chicken so....
5 minutes!
Perfect!
Okay, time to go read People magazine.
...
What in all the nine perils of the perilous persian sand storm is that .. oh, oh NO!!!
So, like, smoke was rather billowing out of the microwave, and it was kinda this like, yellow mustard brown sad colour. So I'm like, "crap crap crap crap" and like went and started jumping and waving my arms around to try and disperse the smoke before it sets off the sprinkler system in the breakroom. Thank God they didn't go off. Probably not due to my flailing. In anycase, so then like the whole breakroom is filled with smoke. So we had to get a manager to go and open a door in the break room to the outside, it was like the emergency exit door. So like one of them goes and opens the exit door right? So then the smoke eventually clears and after a little bit the smell got better in the breakroom. Unfortunately what no one thought of was that, "hey, there's this nice pleasant breeze outside, I wonder what effect that will have?" Well, I'll tell you what it did! It slowly but surely spread the reek of melted (oh yes, MELTED!! it looked like a fuzed lump of coal) chicken flesh and fat throughout the entire building. Yep, that breeze pushed it through so that the process of difusion would go on and on and on till all of Wal-Mart was inundated in, .. my gift.
So like, I walk out of the break room and the department manager of accesories is like "What the heck is that! People aren't going past half of the store!" aparently my doom cloud had permeated half the store by then. And truly as I walked, there was this quite easily discernable scent, a scent so mysterious that grown adults would walk into range and immediately and very confused and yes displeased look would blossom onto their faces. The children lacked the adults sense of propriety. They knew that the nose knows, and they knew that it was smelly, so there was the like of a little girl sedately walking around with one hand firmly pinching her nose shut. I believe her mother just grimaced.
Yes, so it was quite nice to for the rest of the day be "congratulated" on a "job well done" yes indeed.
And now, a story from Holly's work.
So apparently this one time, there was an engineer who had recovered the lost hard drive data for a client. And I guess the client called him about like payment or whatever and basically said to meet in an underground parking garage at three in the morning.
...
yeah.... weird.
So this engineering guy actually does it. He goes and meets at 3am in an underground parking garage, and sure enough there's the client and so the engineer gives him the hard drive and recovered data stuff, and the client pays the engineer.
With a briefcase full of cash.
yeah....
So apparently the engineer later found out that no joke, he just recored information for the mafia and proceeded to have himself a panic attack.
end of story.
:)
Good times, good times.
Well , that's all for now and stuff.
Buh bye!!
Scott