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Paperboy :thumbup:

Wow, when do you have to apply to college in the US? I only started worrying about college choices three months before graduation.

It was more of a competition. My friend who had history the period before us had hurled a garbage can then a chair outside, so we decided to top him.

Talking about dictionaries reminded me of more highschool follies: 1- My teacher tells us to take out an exam and correct our papers, because she is tired of correcting our idiotic mistakes, so I ask my friend across the room to get me a dictionary, and he just takes one from the shelf and hurls it at me. So many people shat their pants, and it landed four desks in front of me so he says "sorry, man", takes another one out and tries again which was when the teacher stopped him. 2- My old history teacher was clinically blind, and students used to mess with her so hard. I usually just kept to myself during that class and played pokemon or tony hawk on my GBA, but one day my friend asked me to help him with something. So I pick up a side of his desk when he tells me he's going to chuck it out the window. I remember being shocked at the idea, but when I checked that the teacher didn't even notice we had stood up and picked up my friends desk I was all for the plan. We both sat right next to the windows, so he had already tore up the mosquito netting. I remember we had wedged it in the window, and all the students were shocked/laughing hysterically and the teacher didn't even do anything. That's also when my friend on the 3rd floor stuck his head out to talk to us (2nd floor) and noticed 2 desk legs sticking out the window. Even three of us couldn't push it out, so we just left class with a desk in the window. 3- I'm pretty sure I've already mentioned this, but one day we all got together and hurled snowballs into the school from outside. Our friends who were holding the doors open were covered in snow by the time we decided to scram.

Sadly, the only colognes that actually smells good are extremely expensive. If you can't afford 100$ worth of cologne then I'd stick to deodorant, or else you'll risk smelling cheap & sleazy:)

Same here, except nobody "goes into" the handshake. Most people i've shook hands with (my age) don't swoop in enough, so I just catch their fingers. -.- edit: I just read this. You need to swoop more, man! :lol:

It would be pretty weird looking through pictures of my boss' family and vacations, and probably weirder knowing he is doing the same. I guess companies use social networking to find out who you really are, which is pretty stupid to me. Some people even untag/remove pictures of themselves drinking or smoking because they KNOW their boss looks through their photos, again very weird and creepy. I'm not sure if my boss has a facebook account, but there's no way i'll accept his friend request even though i'm on good terms with him, for the same reasons why I don't have my mom as a friend on facebook. I don't need an e-mom looking over me, i'm a full grown e-man.

Yeah, one time I dreamed I was just walking, and I tripped and right as I was about to hit the ground I woke up suddenly. (gasp and all)\ This happens to me all the time when i'm trying to go to sleep, it's become my standard pre-dream. It always involves sidewalks or stairs and I always end up face to face with the pavement right when I wake up, heart beating 200 bpm.

There was a controversial story once in Montreal (small metropolis with 2,000,000+ people crammed into it). I always knew there were hobos sleeping in the main parks at night, and it never really bothered me. Some people, however, thought this was a terrible thing and policemen literally beat the homeless people out of their camps in the middle of the night. A news reporter filmed the scene, it was excruciatingly heartbreaking... Old men with tangled beards being woken up suddenly and being beat with nightsticks and becoming generally unhappy. That said, hobos [bleep] me off for the most of my day. Sure, 10% of them take initiative and get a money scheme, but 90% of them do it in a way that annoys the Griswold out of me. They run up to me crying holding a bunch of flowers they had obviously stolen, trying to sell them for me. Even after telling them off, they grab my arms and keep sobbing until I just walk away. They also try selling me the day's newspaper, when I'm obviously holding a copy in my hands. Annoying people like that should be in the media, not out on the streets when I can't just change the channel.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xqs7xeSTRCc Someone just sent me a link to this blurry video of something making weird noises... Let me know what you can make of it?

That's the entire point. If illegal immigrants or drug dealers knew where the cameras were pointing, they would be able to use this new technology to get through unnoticed. The only way they would know where the cameras are looking is if they'd personally walk around the border and take pictures, in which case they'll probably be arrested.

This is why college is a drag... no snowdays. Hey, I live in freaking CANADA and the college has never closed in the two winters i've been here. Even if the city bus did 20 flips and a few barrel rolls I would just walk to class in the snow.

I dreamt that I was going to hook up with two awesome girls in a hotel room. It was one of those crazy blurry dreams, so I entered the wrong room that had some hairy guy watching TV on the couch and I couldn't figure out how to leave. It was like I was heavily drugged, smashing into basketball nets (?) and giant soda machines (??) against my will. I don't recall ever making it out, I think my mind just passed onto the next dream -.- Most frustrating dream ever.

You have to be a prime chowderhead not to pass your learners exam, it's all common sense. They gave us an hour to answer 60 questions and I finished in 10 #-o

Point & laugh \

I dreamt of two people discussing on how annoying old ladies and their sons have gotten in a video store they were working in (I was just watching). Probably because of that long post I made in the "what annoys you" thread, and because 5 hours is too short to have a nice dream I guess :thumbdown:

I had to devise a way to make the following thing not stress me out anymore, because it was a real problem for me to be so stressed/angry everyday: I HATE old ladies who take hours to step onto the city bus, and make us miss the green light. Then, they stand next to my seat and look all sad, and I KNOW they're thinking "oh.. kids these days. Not getting up for little old ladies like me anymore", and sighing that annoying way old ladies sigh. I always oblige and give my seat to them out of common courtesy, but WHEN THERE'S FREAKING 5 DOUBLE SEATS AVAILABLE AND YOU'RE JUST TOO STUCK UP NOT TO SIT NEXT TO A STRANGER, I WILL NOT GIVE YOU MY [bLEEPING] SEAT. There are two seats in the very front of the bus placed there SPECIFICALLY for old people and the mentally challenged, but they're "too good" to sit there. No, they rather stand next to young students and expect proper courtesy. Not me. I just point at all the available seats she walked by to get to me. Twice a day I would be faced with this problem, until I decided not to let it bother me anymore. Sorry for the long, annoying post.

Only if I wake up in the middle of the night atleast twice, mostly from stress. Normally, i'm so tired that I sleep like a log and wake up with no recollection of a dream.

Last night I dreamt I was in a gunfight with the annoying girl in my genetics class that always makes irrelevant and baseless remarks, interrupting the teacher every 10 minutes. Anyways, I remember it was like a counter-strike game, she was in a vent and I was hunting her down for a good 2 hours of the dream. Then she heard me walk by and started shooting, so I dived into a corner and set up a sniper-rocket launcher (awesome). When she stuck her head out to check if she had hit me, though, I flinched a little and my aim was too far to the left. Luckily, though, they were one of those rockets that you can still guide after shooting it and I hit her right on, exploding. I woke up this morning in a pretty good mood, which was a little scary. :ohnoes:

What's his face's laws... ... MURPHY!

Unless you receive TV through an antennae you have nothing to worry about... That's what everyone is saying, but when Fox did their little digital test a week ago mine failed :? ruh roh raggy!

The basic gist of the first post: "URP URP DUUURRRR DERP DERP DERP DERP" Trying to talk about Obama's failures when you aren't even close to being at his level of intellect and understanding is laughable. :arrow: :lol:

I'd be the guy who gets so paranoid that he sets up hundreds of traps around his shack using his crazy witty engineering skills. I'd survive much longer in my shack than the average survivor until someone wittier comes along and kills me, steals my research papers and drawings and becomes a new age superstar. That guy will be such a jerk!

This could have been a problem during the campaign, but now that he's the president I don't see why anybody would be worried. He's the freaking president, you can't touch the man.

The argument that AIDS is a population control device has an underlining layer of racism, since the majority of the disease affects Africans. Say what you want, but if AIDS affected 15-20% of Americans you would'nt even DREAM of debating such a touchy topic. Also, seeing as most Tip.Iters owe their lives to the researchers who provided us with defences against an extremely broad range of diseases, that argument is incredibly hypocritical. I know a lot of you love being the devil's advocate, but reading your posts make me sick.