So, last night I was looking through my Gloom expansion packs (mainly because my daughter decided to open them up and mix them up entirely... so compulsion kicked in to make sure my cards were in the right pack and such) and I came across this card
So, last night I was looking through my Gloom expansion packs (mainly because my daughter decided to open them up and mix them up entirely... so compulsion kicked in to make sure my cards were in the right pack and such) and I came across this card
And for those not from our sunburned country, will give you an insight into the different people who live in the different towns/cities lol
Doesn't have Mount Isa
(D.M.A.): Cooper says, "Kyrra is either the most innocent person in the world, or the girl who uses the most innuendo seemingly unintentionally but really on purpose."
When a kid is being a brat in a noisy and public area, I casually
get close to them and fart on their head/face. I'm really tall so it's
usually a direct hit.
It's funniest when the kid notices and doesn't know what to do because I'm a giant.
One time I was pretty drunk with a friend at a Target buying Risk. This
little mexican 5-7 year old with a mohawk, was being an insufferable
little shit in the action figure section. I heard him from like 5 aisles
over and it was like nails on a chalkboard. I tell my friend, "I'm
gonna fart on this kids head. Watch and learn."
I saunter on over to the aisle in question and see the vile little prick
calling his mom an "idiot" for not buying him a huge G.I. JOE The Movie
vehicle. "I already bought that one for you and you broke it by
throwing it down the stairs" "SHUT UP. I NEED IT. IT'S THE ONLY ONE I
DON'T HAVE NOW." The mother was younger than me (I'm mid twenties) and
gave a defeated look, "I don't have enough money right now." "YOU ARE AN
IDIOT," and continued to just berate and publicly shame this woman.
At the time, I was on a strict Chipotle carnitas burrito diet. And while
I was watching all this, my stomach gave me an initial warning gurgle
(very courteous stomach) telling me I was about an hour away from
punishing the toilet. Serendipity! Destiny!
The kid shouts "F**K YOU, I HATE YOU!" The mom rolls her eyes and turns
her back to the kid to ignore him. And could you believe it, the kid
gets on his hands and knees and starts taking the toy out of the box.
It's go time, mother**ker.
I position my back towards him and at this point am like 2 feet away
from him. I bend down to reach for the one of the toys on the lower
shelf. At this point, my ass is INCHES away from this kids head.
I'm so close that from a distance it looks like I'm about to sit on
him,. My friend sees this happening and can no longer contain himself.
He's covering his mouth, but his 'hee-haw' hyperventilating donkey
chortle is fairly audible over the late 90's pop muzak playing on the
loudspeakers.
The kid immediately looks up towards the laughter, but can't help but
notice there is an ass now directly in his face. Now, I'm trying not to
laugh but also panicking as I just made eye contact with him. He furls
his brow and I look over in the mother's direction, still back towards
us. I relish in the moment and the look on this child's confused and
naive face.
The initial blast was mighty and boisterous. I swear I saw his hair
blowing in the wind (so to speak). If I wasn't wearing jeans, I think it
could have probably blown over an empty soda can. I would call it "a
very fun fart" (A++ would buy again). However, what immediately followed
that out the chamber was truly horrifying. The fart's implication
changed without notice and swiftly. It went from a joyous, dry airhorn
squeal to a nefarious, hissing mephitis. I think the little moppet
noticed the hateful metamorphosis before even I did because he wretched
his neck violently trying to get away from the personified evil being
fumigated into his soul. Because of his positioning (hovering over the
toy, hands and knee), it was all in vain as the only way out was
forward...and forward would mean certain death.
In total, it lasted about 4 seconds but for that kid, it must have
seemed like time was frozen. The long-term severe brain damage which he
no doubt suffered, only added to that effect.
When I finished, there was a silent, pregnant pause. The kid was clearly
shocked and stunned. No one had ever stood up to this dwarf sociopath
in his whole life. I had taken the words out of his mouth and filled it
with fart.
I make my move first, picking up the toy I was "reaching for" off the
low shelf, take a few steps forward and stare at it for a few seconds.
The only thing the kid could manage to do was burst into tears. My
friend senses danger 'the jig is up' and his head darts for cover. The
mom turns around to see her kid with an open toy, crying on the floor
and me minding my own business.
She walks up to him and asks what's wrong but the kid can't speak. All
he gets out is, "BAWAWAAAWAFARTBAWAWA." It took every fiber in my body
not to laugh.
Sensing that his assailant was getting away scot-free, he somehow
managed to compose himself for a moment. He shouts, "HE FARTED ON ME!" I
was ALMOST around the corner when the mom goes:
"Excuse me....sir....SIR!"
I turn around nonplussed, "Uh...who? Me?" while pointing to myself.
"Yes. Did YOU just FART on my son?"
Weighing my options, I played dumb. "What? I mean, I did fart."
"On my son?"
"Well, I mean, technically speaking...I mean...what is 'on'?"
"Why did you fart on my son?"
At this point the little kid has the look of schadenfreude on his face,
happy to see me in trouble. F**k you, I'M A MAN! I WILL FART ON YOU IF I
PLEASE! I turn my attention to the little kid and stare at him,
"Because the whole store could hear him being a little, rotten asshole
to his mother so I thought I'd come over here and treat him like one."
The mom looks at me, her son and the scattered GI JOE/wrappers/box on
the floor. The mom is puzzled as to what to do and says, "Just..just
go." That's my cue! I turn around, walk away with little extra step. As
soon as I turn the corner, I book it outside as fast as I can.
We laugh on the car ride back about the whole scene. With a slight hint of seriousness in his tone, my friend asks me:
"Do you do that a lot?"
"Ahhh, not that much. Like once every 6 months or so."
Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!" Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh." Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
Actually, my guess is one of those guys knocked her up.
Cravings are apparently a bitch and strange to boot.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
INTJ - "Mastermind". Introverted intellectual with a preference for finding certainty. A builder of systems and the applier of theoretical models. 2.1% of total population.
"Faded away like the stars in the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun, Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling, Only remembered for what we have done."
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I even further improved my logic after your quoting!
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So, last night I was looking through my Gloom expansion packs (mainly because my daughter decided to open them up and mix them up entirely... so compulsion kicked in to make sure my cards were in the right pack and such) and I came across this card
My first thought was this
MY CABBAGES!!!
What your Australian hometown says about you:
http://www.buzzfeed.com/jennaguillaume/what-your-hometown-says-about-you
And for those not from our sunburned country, will give you an insight into the different people who live in the different towns/cities lol
Doesn't have Mount Isa
pure irony
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
Harley's Joker is SO amazing when he does his cosplay. He also I think did a webseries as the Joker.
What do you have to smoke to get the idea of combining cheese, broccoli, pineapples, and mushrooms?
→My Mudlet Scripts
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/melanie-curtin/10-easy-ways-to-deal-with-me-when-im-being-a-bitch_b_3676315.html
I am a two year old
I really hope one of her cravings is a nice, juicy steak
Intuitive (N) 55.26% Sensing (S) 44.74%
Thinking (T) 70.59% Feeling (F) 29.41%
Judging (J) 67.86% Perceiving (P) 32.14%
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."