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Ouch!!
Couch.
Coach.
Roach
he shouldve performed the superman stunt while he’s at it
yes
and fly more than 4 meters with his fist in front crying “Supermaaaan”
Can someone give me a link to the fail where someone wrote on the
bathroom wall asking a question and there was a rude answer?
Thanks
Oh you mean that fail picture where someone wrote on the bathroom wall asking a question and someone gave him a rude answer back?
nope, don’t have it.
*snort*
I’m sorry, but that made my friggin day.
Men’s Room Fail
that was helpful!
What, you mean this one? (clickie)
wtf – that came out all wrong
Oh, it didn’t – skip that
Sorry, that made me laugh and I haven’t clicked on anything yet
LOL – it’s funny no matter how many times you see it! Thx.
You’re welcome.
Goodnight.
Toast
Roath
Crotch.
Fail.
Poach.
Eggs
Balls
Triangles
Tetrahedrons
C-C-C-COMBOBREAKER!
wheel stalls
niagara falls
Hairy balls
Shopping malls
…Did a Rap just happen?
my fingers were tappen…
We’re collecting songs together for the failblog album.
hmmm. I dunno. Depends on how non-white the above posters
are.. er… is.
yer thats right mate… stereotype away!
I’m Captain Weiner, and I approve of this message.
Just so you know:
“Wiener” = person from the Austrian capital city “Wien”, or sausage named after that city.
“Weiner” = someone who cries. (from “weinen” = crying)
So you’re not a captain with the dick. You’re a crybaby.
Your name is not Scott Tenorman, by any chance, is it?
um… ok?
nom nom nom
to open the mouth somewhat involuntarily with a prolonged, deep inhalation and sighing or heavy exhalation, as from drowsiness or boredom
Twhat?
Aw, come on, let us have a pun run.
You’re just jealous you can’t think of a good one.
state of prolonged unconsciousness, including a lack of response to stimuli, from which it is impossible to rouse a person
Coma, coma, coma, coma chameleon…
fulstop, fulstop, fullstop, fullstop, fullstop, Iguana!
a.k.a. thesaurus
Badger, badger, badger, badger, mushroom, mushroom!
Llama, llama, llama, duck.
Pigeon, Pigeon, Pigeon, Weasel.
Duck duck goose?
RUUUUUUN
Spam, spam, spam, eggs.
Jam, jam, jam, Bread.
Milk and Cereal
Milk and Cereal
milk and cereal
Cereal and milk
(Cheerio-eo-eo)
Cherry oh Cherry oh baby
don’t you know I’m in love with you?
Beans, lots of beans, lots of beans, lots of beans,..
(clicky)
Muhahahaha haven’t thought of that in a long time….thx!
For a couple months I ran around the house screaming that!!
A snake! A snake! Ooooooh scary snake!!
You come and go. You come and go…
adieu, adios, aloha, arrivederci, auf wiedersehen, au revoir, bon voyage, ciao, farewell, hasta la vista, sayonara, tata
hwyl fawr!
holy war
Leaving would be easy if your colors were like my dream
Red, gold and green Red, gold and green
You dream of Cameroon?
Mmmmm…. coconut.
At least you didn’t say goodbye. I hate goodbyes.
No offense, but I didn’t see any puns there actually.
Well, you know what they say, A boiled egg in the morning is hard to beat.
I like how you managed to yoke those together, showing that even the most barren grounds can prove fertile.
Eggscuse me, are you guys trying to get a pun run going here?
Why do ewe care?
We’ve omelet just begun.
eggzactly, omelet you continue
I’ve got some eggstras for you!
I’m scrambling to think of the next pun.
I had something, but I got all yolked up over it…
I just poached my self in the eye thinking!
Keep it up with those yokes, you hams.
It’s Eggstremely hard to eggsplain how hard it is!
Puns don’t come over easy for some people, ya know.
*Toasts Noconspiracy*
Many are downright rotten.
The rest are spoiled.
you’d be hard boiled if you didn’t laugh at that though…
Omelettin that one go right over my head.
Ok, I think that is enough eggucational comments.
We don’t need no eggucation.
We don’t need no toast control.
No fork or napkins in the lunchroom.
Teacher leave the eggs alone.
Hey teacher! Leave my ham alone!
All in all, you’re just another egg on the wall (a la Humpty!)
I don’t coddle my students, Skwerlly!
Do you shell them?
No, she hatches them of course!
You guys crack me up… I’d buy a yoke book to keep up, but I can’t afford to shell out!
Awww… are you fried?
If you are cooking, can I please have mine ova easy?
I miss EGG
Keep trying, your aim will improve.
Thanks, Mookie, I needed that laugh! (and that one, and that one, and….)
I think you’re all cracked.
Too many puns.. my brains are fried..
I’m gonna go over to another thread and poach some puns from over there.
^^factually^^
*YAWNS involuntarily*
Odd. I yawned a few seconds after reading that.
niagara is to imba to get over it.. sry
Graceful dismount.
A record 3 minutes for the first innuendo comment.
What’s the record? Shortest time before innuendo comment? Or longest time without innuendo comment?
Yea, good question. I gots ta know.
Let’s ask Lunchbox’s pants.
*SQUEEZE*
That is one of the best statements ever. I could imagine that as a catchphrase on a TV show.
[announcer voice]
Welcome, folks, it’s time for another installment of “Ask Lunchbox’s Pants”, starring your host, Chino Slack!
-Chino Slack: Our first contestant is Skwerlly Bob! — Hi Bob!
-Skwerlly Bob: Not anymore! *frowns*
-Chino Slack: What?
-Skwerlly Bob: Um, sorry — Hi Chino!
-Chino Slack: Yes, as a matter of fact I am! *smiles*
-Announcer Guy: Ah, we’ll be right back to “Ask Lunchbox’s Pants” at this quick time out.
-Producer: Time Out for you Chino! *growls* I told you not to get high!
-Skwerlly Bob: *jumps up* Um, can I get High?
-Producer: Maybe later, SIT DOWN!
“Sign, sign, pass” or in this context maybe it’s “Iron, iron, crease” ??
-Chino Slack: Aaand we’re back! Skwerlly Bob what is your first question for for Lunchbox’s Pants?
-Skwerlly Bob: Um, question?
-Producer: *growls*
-Chino Slack: Yes, ask ANY QUESTION you’ld like!
-Skwerlly Bob: Okay! Pants, what is best and easiest way to get laid…NO! I mean the fastest and easiest way to design, finance, build and equip… No NO! I know! What’s the recipe for Avis’s Cookies?
-Lunchbox’s Pants: I don’t know Bob.
-Skwerlly Bob: That sucks! Can I get High yet?
-Lunchbox’s Pants: Sure! Let’s!
I’d say that’s an inertia WIN.
your mom is an inertia win
Most trolls are ‘inertia wins’. Look it up.
Could be a frictional WIN
Or a bolt fail. I’d say the wheel worked fine, but the thing holding the wheel in place failed.
Maybe It sheared clean off. I remember, It happened to my friends bike, and he actually rode the back wheel all the way home, with his wheel on his back.
It is especially fail that the pit crew seemed more interested in the state of the bike than that of the driver.
couch!
sofa!
chaise!
Futon!
divan!
chicken divan?
wheelchair!
wheechair!
weechair!
weehair!
weeair!
WeThere?
comfy chair? *look of terror*
Horse hair?
Conair?
unfair fare
Grizzly bear!
Lackluster hare!
WiiWare!
Bevare! Bevare of the big green dragon that sits on your doorstep!
…he eats little boys!
It’s so bad it’s gone beyond good and back to bad again.
Inga: Werewolf!
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Werewolf?
Igor: There.
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: What?
Igor: There, wolf. There, castle.
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Why are you talking that way?
Igor: I thought you wanted to.
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: No, I don’t want to.
Igor: [shrugs] Suit yourself. I’m easy.
ROFLMAO!!
*reminisces*
….sooo long ago.
*joins SB in ROFLing*
….and yet, so recently…
“What hump?”
*shuffles in dejectedly from Water Fountain Fail*
It’s all gone wrong.
*squeeze*
*curls up in a ball in the corner and throws blanket over self*
Damn your eyes, Igor
Too late!
I’ve got two wheelchairs: manual and electric. Can I race?
peehair
day bed
Ottoman!
wood shed.
good in bed
painted red
sainted head
tainted Ged
Silken thread
careful tread
never read
Comfy bed (I need one)
chaise lounge!
chaise fail. how about love seat!
Cheese fail? Love it, have a seat.
piece o’ tail, shove it incomplete
Hand rail? above it, Used my feet.
Full sail! Tell the rest of the fleet.
Pale ale! We’ll drink ’til we’re replete!
Chain mail! Our foes we shall defeat!
Cold hail! Am fed up of this sleet!
Cooked snail! It’s dinner you can’t eat!
Holy Grail! My life’s search is complete!
Economic bail? signed it, what a cheat
Second!!!!
WHY?! WHY DO THESE TROLLS CONTINUE TO PESTER US?! WHY?!?!
*runs out of room, sobbing*
I don’t mind them so much as long as they’re not ‘nawt secund’.
It’s in a Troll’s nature to pester.
You can have cake if you stop crying.
Really?
*stops crying*
Really!
*Offers big hunk of cake*
Ice cream?
No thanks.
I think I’ll save some for Skwerlly.
*pats him on the head*
Such a good boy.
Use the cattle prod on the tolls,
they just like it when you cry.
Sound’s like a plan. I’ll combine the prod with my tazer.
Hehe, I’ve got the fire Extinguisher! I stole it off a troll! And I’m over 18 too!
So, you’re the one that left that hammer!
You’re gunna get in trouble when DW finds out!
Not so, I traded an orange for a pen, I traded that pen for a monocle, which i then traded for a top hat, I used the top hat to gain entry to a gentlemen’s club where I found an old walking cane, I then proceeded to use the cane to trip up the troll, who was running down the street with a fire extinguisher laughing how he’d knocked a guy of a motorbike or something.
Thank goodness you have a believable story and didn’t make up something lame as hell, because Dragonwriter does not like bullshit!
(Oh, change the “of” to “off” before she sees)
My spelling is so terrible, that I am used to the whole, you *spelled* this wrong etc etc. I don’t care, I have a fire extinguisher and I’m not afraid to use it!
Ahem.
Fire extinguishers do not work on a dragon’s *FOOM!*
Just sayin’.
That being said…I liked your story a lot! Now give me back my cane.
*hands the cane over*
cheers mate, fancy a pint in the club?
*walks off, places top hat on head, clicks his heels and enters the club*
Although technically i can’t do that… click my heels. Maybe i’ll click some more empty space… it’s lonely here.
Dragon, what were you doing at the Gentlemen’s Club?
Um…the cane was…um…it was STOLEN! YES! It was stolen, by a rather dashing and dapper man in a waistcoat with a pocketwatch and chain. He dashed into the gentleman’s club, where I obviously could not follow, and when I saw Void coming out, I was overjoyed to see that he had found my cane.
Yup. That’s what happened.
I remember a certain Dragon who was hanging out using a ’snow shovel’ the other day… not that there’s anything wrong with that!!!
Not a ’snow shovel’ ? Really?
No Shit! REALLY?
You’re teasin’!!!
DRAGON?
Dragon was using a ’snow shovel’ the other day?
No Shit! REALLY?
Awww maaan!
Skwerlly, you’re hysterical.
I’m not talking about “funny” hysterical…I’m talking “shrieking like a Victorian maiden after her first glimpse of Lunchbox’s pants.
*hands the admirable Admiral the spatula*
*confused and um, confused*
Um, is that BAD or GOOD?
*takes pills*
*paces*
*worried look*
*paces more*
TELL MEEEEEE!!!!!
*WHACK!!!*
Gee! Weren’t you taught to do that in private, Admiral?
*takes off SB’s hat, punches hole in it*
*jambs hat over SB’s head and down around his neck*
*takes ahold of brim and leads SB outside where it is safe to discharge shotgun*
I’ll count to five. Go!
Hey, AA, you’re up late too? *hugs*
Just sit back and enjoy the show, Mookie.
*munchity-munchy-munch*
…Popcorn??
*zips in in to share a link for Dragon*
You might enjoy this!
We could roast um… someone in it!!
Click on my name!
(If it worked)
*plugs shotgun barrels with acorns*
*poink! poink!*
He seems a bit distraught Mookie,
he probably needs “expert hugs”
and maybe a cookie too!
*scampers off to bed*
Ha ha, Avis, that made me LOL for real!
Thanks, Dragon, I love a good show. It’s hard to find quality entertainment at this hour.
Mmmm… popcorn….
*sits between Dragon and Avis*
*munchity-munchy-munch*
Hey! Great Popcorn!
What brand?
What we doin’?
Why is Admiral beet red?
Hi Mookie!
*munchity-munchy-munch*
*wonders what a glower combined with a FOOM would do*
*traps SB in popcorn maker, locks lid*
*sets for 30 mins*
*hugs for Mookie and Avis*
*smooch for Dragon*
Why is everybody staring at me like that?
*munchity-munchy-munch*
It’s really COLD out here isn’t it?!
*munchity-munchy-munch*
*shivers*
Well, I’m off to bed.
Someone should check Admiral’s blood pressure.
G’Night Kids!
Kiss kiss!
Promise me you’re gonna toss the popcorn maker after this.
Please? I don’t think even a ShamWow could clean THAT mess up!
*hugs back*
Admiral, you trapped my tail “fur piece” in the popcorn maker. I had to get one when Dragon singed it. Those things aren’t cheap!
*scampers up tree and into nest*
Know any red-tailed hawks, Avis?
*snores*
Ooh!
*smooches the Admiral back*
Hm. That isn’t going to lower your blood pressure any. Would it help to know that the skwerl has been eating packing peanuts rather than popcorn?
*evil grin*
(Avis….WANT! THAT! Hee…!)
I’m pretty sure I could round some up. But, really, would they want him? One of these days he’s gonna wake up in the troll cage. Under a flock. Of LARGE birds.
I’m sorry I went in the gentleman’s club!
*props up box with stick and slides dish of ice cream under.*
*waits patiently*
Look out, Bob! It’s a trap!
Hey, SrrslySrry!
Is that your wallet under that box next to the Troll eating the ice cream?
Wallet? *ambles under to look*
*yanks string*
What, like you thought I could resist???
*innocent look*
Thanks LB! (LR?) I wasn’t paying close enough attention.
What should we do with it now?
*giggles and rubs paws together in a gleeful like manner*
OOOOHHH! BOX!
*runs off with box*
This is gonna be my spaceship!
SPACE?!?O.O
I’ll asplode in space!
Lemme out lemme out lemme out!!!
NEWS FLASH!!
Today Russian Cosmonaut Sergie Shitalov, who has been aboard the International Space Station for 43 months, was officially announced insane by his peers when he stated that he watched “a CARDBOARD BOX” that was “very full of TROLLS eating ICE CREAM and COOKIES” float past him as he adjusted the solar panels. He also said the nameplate on the Box said, “USS FAILBLOG NCC-0001.” Sergie has been heavily sedated.
It other news 13 and 14 year old geeks are missing from their computers all over the world. The only lead is that they were on the same url: http://failblog.org/2009/01/21/wheel-fail/#comment-252828
Technically, I think you’ll IMMA-plode in space.
*snags Srrsly Srry from the box as Noconspiracy runs by*
*sets her down and dusts her off*
There you are. Now go outside and play, and don’t climb into any more boxes.
Don’t make me use it!
Don’t make you lose it!
So why don’t you use it?
Try not to bruise it
Buy time don’t lose it
Relax dont do it
When you want to go to it
Relax dont do it
When you want to come
Relax dont do it
When you want to suck it to it
Relax dont do it (love)
When you want to come
When you want to come
When you want to come
Come-huh
Stop it, or I’ll *FOOM!!* you both.
*tries to shake out the earworms*
Eek! Don’t foom the boombox.
*hides ghettoblaster in his turn-ups*
*Newsflash*
Frankie earworms have been found to be highly resistant to shaking, especially when they have gone to Hollywood.
So squerl, 2 nerds were missing from 2 computers all around the world? Space/time fail.
more 9 or 16 geeky nerd trolls are missing
Hey! You’re trying to catch a Troll huh?
Where’s MY ice cream?
Thanks BFF! Thanks SrrslySrry!
I have a few leftover cookies.
Avis made them for me Monday.
They’re really really good! Want?
BFF, SRRSLYSRRY! SAY NO!!
Too late! *chuckles* I gave one to Judy as well.
*Dishes up ice cream for Skwerlly, puts cookie inside*
Do you not remember the “whackyness” of yesterday? Speaking of which, did you ever return that shiny spatula to whoever it belongs to? And for that matter, whos was it?
It wasn’t a Spatula anyway! Hee he!
It was a Crack Pipe disguised as a Spatula!
Hmmm?
Last time I saw it was at Church being used for the Post Inaugural Pancake Breakfast.
“whackyness” ????
Oh! Maybe perhaps that explains this Invoice from my Legal Counsel label “Whackyness Abatement & Carcass Hauling —- 2Hrs. @ $240/Hr”
No more caffeine for you!
Why would a crack pipe be disguised as a spatula?
Hmmm. Better question, HOW would a crack pipe be disguised as a spatula?
One week as a gas station cashier will show that all things can masquerade as that.
A spatula? Really?
All one needs is a tube.
*goes to kitchen to inspect spatulas for “tubes”*
*sees no tubes*
Uh, I’m a bit confused now.
Tell us why YOUR Spatulas are Orange, please?
*curious & confused*
PS: May I have a copy of the cookie recipe?
The one SB had was metallic; yours are orange. I daresay yours will not work. Try a tire gauge.
glass pipes are better, tire gauges might have heavy metals in them
Look here. I tried that tire gauge
and now my pancakes are ruined.
What am I supposed to do now?
use an action verb?
I have an orange toaster, blender, dish towels, cutting boards, spatulas, tongs, knives… I could go on for quite some time here. The short answer is: I like orange.
It is a shame that they decided to name that color something that doesn’t have a rhyming counterpart, else we could have serenaded you with poety singing of its virtues.
*SMOOCHES*
I agree.
Keep smooching like that and you’re going to end up with more Christopher then you know what to do with.
Hummph! So everything is made of orange, um, plastic?
Nuthin’ shiny?
Some of the armatures are metal. The orange part of the blender is metal (and really freakin’ heavy). Then there are the things with wooden handles.
*sigh*
Sounds exactly like how I’d like my own kitchen to be.
I plan on getting the Kitchen Aid stand mixer next. Orange of course.
*wonders if bread machines com in orange*
*goes to look*
*sigh*
Bukkit please!
I wanted to peel an orange,
But I crushed me finger in a door hinge!
YAY! Do I win something cause I rhymed it??? Cookies???
*snoozes happily in cookie-induced coma*
Ahhhh! Good nap.
I wonder how Dragon is doing with her new batch of fresh meat? I hope she’ll be surprised when she finds that cookie I snuck in her briefcase for her snack.
You guys better be happy I decided AGAINST lacing those damned cookies with laxatives. But… I DID put in…. other … stuff.
Get your hands on some rue, Avis?
Nope! Remember how Skerlly was acting yesterday?
it’s ROUX!
(at least down here)
How he was running around wielding what he thought was a shiny spatula?
Sure I remember. Rue and psych meds have unpredictable results.
Bob, rue is an herb, or at least that’s the kind medica is talking about.
*remembers*
NOPE! Got nuthin’!
Did I have fun?
Rue must have some other property that I am unaware of.
Did you see my comment earlier about flying carpet rides?
Well, there’s a Rue De LaSalle my friend owns property on, but I don’t understand how a French named street has anything to do with this!
Syrian rue contains MAO inhibitors and as such acts not as an alterative but as a potentiator. Combined with any alterative, the conjoined substances are not broken down by the body, allowing extended and enhanced effects.
_____
It was also used as blue dye in Middle Eastern rug weaving, hence the “Magic Carpet” (even just tobacco combined with MAO inhibitors is enough to … fly away.
I just looked it up. Rue does some crazy stuff! I only knew about the contraceptive property of it. And that reason alone is why it’s so hard to find in the U.S. At least in the midwest.
Thanks!
Have a cookie?
Wheeeee! I’m on a flying carpet ride!!!! Wheeee!!!!
Wow! NEAT! Get High and Not Pregnant… Hmmm….
We could open up lil’ franchise outlets nationwide called: “Hi & No”
On the side we could sell cookies, tire gauges and shiny spatulas.
Why is it when I saw your “”Hi & No”" all I could think of was Ni hao?
Um, because the “scary” Retaba is a Closet ICHC Junkie?
*facepalm*
*munchity-munchity-munch*
Mmmmm. Nummy cookie that someone left me in my briefcase!
….
*poink!*
*remembers that dragons are immune to mundane substances*
Whew.
*munchity-munch*
Retaba- 喂, or in English, Ni hao ma. I saw where you were goin’ with that.
WHY?! WHY DO YOU RESPOND TO THEM?!
To torture you.
He’s doing an awfully good job, too…
It certainly appears that way!
I keep seeing this comment and thinking “polemic.” (?)
I wouldn’t think of trolling as irrefutable, yet this continues to arise.
Oh, no …
No no… I think you were thinking “polenta”. You must be hungry.
*hands medica the cornmeal*
I was indeed famished; that made an amaizing meal.
Sorry for the corny joke; that was just what I needed.
Now I just can’t wait to get off work so I can go get thoroughly hulled.
I’m sure you’ll manage to cob-ble something together. I’m often a-maize-d at your wit and perspicuity.
According to your logic, 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 2.
If this was correct, then the equationg of 1 + 1 = 2 would either be wrong or be changed to this: 1 + 1 = 2 – 1 – 1 – 1. Therefore, 1 + 1 = 2 – 3
This would go this way: 1 + 1 = -1. So essentially, you have placed not second, but -1st. Either that, or you have discovered 1 as a fantastic number, so one could guess that 1i + 1i = -1 or 2i = -1 but this does not exist.
In other words, you deserve this: F + A + I + L
If F = 3 A = 2 I =1 and L = 5
we take a=5
and b=a^2
therefore 2b + 49 = 99
so 99 + 9^2 = 180
and 180 – 9 = 171
if 171 + 400 = 571
and we 571/2 which gives 285.5
285.5 + 6^2 gives 321.5
and 321.5 x 10 which is equal to 3215 I.e FAIL
Therefore your correct hooty whoo is infact a FAIL.
you can check my maths too.
I believe your premise is incorrectly derived.
Infact it is numerically alphabetised.
A=2 B=9 C=6 D=4 E=7 F=3 and the rest is so top secret I cant tell you.
I get the “benign” but otherwise … what alphabet are you using?
On second glance I also get the “Da” and the “Fee.” And, “Et” (an elegant name). Still having a hard time grokking the rest.
well its quite simple really… when you realise it, it’s really quite easy. FAIL is not an anogram for WIN but, on the basis that if it were, the number deduced would be equal to you as mentions DA FEE ET but the final part is ED. and therefore a < b and FAIL does in fact = 5 and being first is infact being 1 = 5
*longs back to the simple days of 1, 2, 3, 3*
Is this a differential equation?
*callback*
Wonderful way to optimize time when doing a pit stop for front wheel change.
But also a excellent way to waste time on teeth replacement?
nah, you do that after the race, so you did save time during the race
wtf O_o
Seemed they cared more about the bike than the dude that got flipped off it..
No big wonder, these guys are bike thieves. There is one disguised as a cop and another two wear the colors of their gang.
I like how they are more concerned about the bike than the rider.
Also, I have learned that it is a big mistake to click that little “Notify me by email” box under this comment box. Big mistake. (You people talk a LOT!)
My computer has decided it does not have the capability to show this fail vid, could you please tell me what it is?
It’s basically a man on a motorcycle, tripping, caused by his wheel to come off. The pit stop men then completely ignore him, and tend to the bicycle.
Yeah, the bike hit an invisible troll, which caused the front wheel to come off, and thus tumble the rider. Later, it was found that the troll had tripped up the bike with an invisible fire extinguisher.
He was actually breaking rules, due to the fact it had a “Not to be operated by persons under the age of 18!” sticker on it!
More like, the troll yelled “f!rst” even though he was long past first, and when the driver looked to see what kind of an idiot is yelling f1rst, the bike hit a non-sequitur and flung the driver into the idiot vortex. His first word upon regaining consciousness was “F!rst!” and so the Bobby had to put him out of his misery before he could infect others.
Unfortunately, the Bobby had no gun, so he had to beat him to death with the bike wheel.
Where “pit stop men” = “some random guys supposedly in charge of the security of the race”
I wish you could see it Avis. It’s really beautiful.
I still have tears in my eyes. So much joy!!!
Did anyone mention that it was the front wheel,
and the troll was horribly mangled?
Oh good! But that does seem to be a highly ineffective troll euthanasia system.
Oh that poor wheel
The wheel was badly bent, dented and warped, is resting comfortably will be fine. The troll had a just a small scratch and was inhumanely destroyed.
Well, you try to destroy them humanely and they start mocking you.
There will be cake and ice cream to celebrate
the troll’s timely demise.
HOW did you get out from under that box?
I put twenty spatulas and my heaviest popcorn eraser on top to weigh it down
*warily asks* Did you eat an ORANGE cookie by chance?
Oh, sorry, I took that box. . . but I know for a fact. . . the cake is a lie.
I ah……didn’t get out….I’m just a figment of your imagination?
bike gives its rider a whole new meaning to “pop a wheelie”
(more direct link to the vid in my name)
I tried, but it was nothing more than a black screen with a teeny tiny blinking white dot. That sorta moved back and forth. I don’t have the type of flash needed to see this fail.
I already have a perfectly good definition of “popping a wheelie”, theng-kew.
*clutches flag girl*
*smooooch!*
WooHOO!
*smooooooch!*
I love how everyone runs for the bike, rather than the rider!
haha, got to love the man who carries away the front tire. First he looks like, hmmm, then he cariies it away like he´s doing it everyday.
“Finally! Now my chopper bike will be complete!”
*Stows*
Hahaha ah ha! Ha ha ha! Ah ha ha! ha ha!
*absconds*
Hi Retaba!
You still, *snickers*, trying to be scary?
Oh! I know where your crack pipe is!
*giggles inanely*
Muito Loco!! rsrsrsrsss
I love when brazilian people think they are gonna make a difference by commenting something in Portuguese.
It made a difference. Reading it took .50 seconds, burned .02 calories and caused you to type a response which in turn took 15 seconds and burned .60 calories. In my opinion you owe Lenandro a ‘Thanks’ for helping you lose weight and take up that much more time in your day.
And the accent was fabulous!
“falling apart faster than a Chinese motorcycle”…wait.
Wheel on this bike keeps on turnin’
I don’t know where It’ll be tomorrow
Wheel on this bike keeps on turnin’
cause I’m a picker I’m a grinner i’m a lover and I’m a sinner
Playing my music in the sun
I’m a joker I’m a smoker i’m a midnight toker
I sure don’t want to hurt no one
I am the passenger!!!
You’re the cutest thing that I ever did see
I really love your peaches, wannna shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Ooo-eee baby, I’ll sure show you a good time
Goodbye to all my friends at home
Goodbye to people I’ve trusted
I’ve got to go out and make my way
I might get rich you know I might get busted
But my heart keeps calling me backwards
As I get on the 707
Ridin’ high I got tears in my eyes
You know you got to go through hell
Before you get to heaven
Big ol’ jet airliner
Don’t carry me too far away
Oh, big ol’ jet airliner
‘Cause it’s here that I’ve got to stay
*improvises*
(’cause my ankle bracelet will beep
and the police will know
they seem to want to keep
me here for the show)
Big ol’ jet airliner
Don’t carry me too far away
Oh, big ol’ jet airliner
‘Cause it’s here that I’ve got to stay
Oh lordy…I still have that CD around here somewhere from my college days.
Along with The Eagles, Genesis, and Bad Company.
We used to have Phil Collins afternoons in the office last year.
*shudders*
*SQUEEZES*
I got’s the original LP’s from them old days, even some original release 45’s of Beatles hits. All I need is some antique electricity and a massive sound system the size of a house to play them.
Ahem – a “CD” from your college days?
pompatus
I’m still a rock star I got my rock moves
You wanna start a fight??
Ah yes, a good classic fail. It’s like the site’s logo, but with a motor attached.
I bet that guy was crying “.org” as well.
Damnit, you made me lol at work!
You made me spell dessert.
You made me spill the dirt.
Not to post off-topic…but this was too funny not to post.
from OK City news:
Flaming Squirrel To Blame In Jones Wildfire
JONES, Okla. — A squirrel caught fire, sparking a blaze Wednesday morning that resulted in the evacuation of an elementary school in Jones, fire officials said.
Lol
Must have been someting he ate.
the cookie…must have been the cookie…..! Skwerlly? Answer me – - are you okay? Are you still here????
I’m fine…
*Nervously bring up Skwerl.com to read the news*
It was a stoopid ground squirrel, not a Skwerl!
No one I know uses the power lines to travel, we all have cars.
But, what do you do with your tail? Doesn’t it get in the way?
LB, you’re so stupid, ha ha ha!
There’s a hole in the seat just like any other car!
Gosh!
*mumbles* “get in the way” Oh Man! LOL!
I singed it off the other day, anyway. Flaming skwerl is a pretty common sight around these parts!
R.O.F.F.L.E…..
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Bob, you have my apologies, I wasn’t thinking about the hole in the seat. Duh, everybody knows THAT!
No worries, I belong to FUR CLUB FOR SKWERLS so it was a quick color match and it’s even fuller and more luxuriant than before! I can actually swim with it, which is amazing since I’ve never swummed before!!
How? How does a squirrel “catch” fire?
Excessive frottage?
Ojála que sí.
En tu caso, espero que la humedad de nuestros cuerpos ayude a que la combinación de calor y frotamiento no provoque un incendio.
Vamos a ducharnos, sólo para estar seguros.
No tenemos prisa, yo estaba pensando en un jacuzzi.
Esa bañera es muy pequeña. Creo qué voy a tener que sentarme en su regazo.
Asi no tendré que estirar el brazo para frotarte por todas las partes de tu cuerpo. Mmmm, en esa posición que te has puesto tu solo tienes que mover un poco las caderas para frotar mi…
Creo que acabas de pincharme en la riñón.
Lo siento, haces que me emocione demasiado.
Si sigues moviendote de esa forma maravillosa, el agua de la bañera va a acabar toda en el suelo… y la bañera no va a ser lo único que se vaciará
The only two words I could pick out of all that are “jacuzzi” and something that looked like it might be “position”. Funny, I thought I had my preferences set to the “G-rated” comments…..hmmmm
*uses Babelfish*
O.O
My my..
dos necesidad de conseguir una habitación, creo!
Well LB;
Han sido días en que … es bueno para traducir voyeuristic diversión. Obliviously que parecen estar disfrutando de ser tan obvio.
Pero si este viejo ordenador portátil se inicia el sobrecalentamiento durante el proceso de traducción, es posible que sólo tienen que “apagar los incendios que azotan en” utilizar el agua helada de una manguera de bomberos. Mientras tanto, llevar Kleenex. *risas*
Sorry Bob, if only I had know that you are a voyeur in rehabilitation, in addition to using a different language I would had anti-skwerlly extra opaque windows installed
If your bill in Kleenex is too high because of my fault, just send me the bill to me. Or I can send you a Shamwow if you are keeping your habits.
Ha ha. Don’t make a reservation quite yet. Lou and I are helping each other improve our English and Spanish, respectively. Of course, I find the subject matter much more interesting when it is smutty. But y’all knew that about me already…
Sí lo hacemos disfrutar de su coqueto smuttiness al mismo tiempo mejorar nuestra competencia lingüística. Por lo tanto, por favor, siga, si se quiere. Hay mucho que aprender, sobre todo por los jóvenes.
Estoy totalmente de acuerdo … saber un poco acerca de cómo aprende la gente, yo diría que esta es una situación win-win!
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(haga clic en mi nombre)
Un gato mojado – ¡muy apropriado! (LOL)
Spontaneous combusion from that rue you snuck into the cookies! You ….. you……OOOHHH!
I did not put rue in the cookies. Other stuff yes, rue, no.
Looks like we’re going out, on our date Avis. I don’t know if I trust your idea of “homemade”.
Ho made? (not directed at Avis, but she already knows that
)
*grins*
Unless, of course, its roasted root vegetables (hintidy hint hint).
.
.Leave teh potatoes with the vicar, of course. I care not for his particular blend of secret sauce.
I am currently making quiche. As type this, actually.
*sigh*
“as I type this”
As you can see, multitasking is not one of my stronger suits.
don’t you mean “squish” “squishy” or maybe “squash”?
I know! Squid! You’re making Squid what? Soup? Cookies?
Quiche. I made quiche. With sundried tomatoes and artichoke hearts. And a teeny bit of bacon.
With an oily baseball catchers mitt.
It was climbing on powerlines and touched 2 at the same time according to the story. What is even funnier is that this seems to happen more times than you think.
still laughing.
Ask the one that shut down Swiss National TV by getting caught in a transformer.. clicky link for toasted squirrel image…
HA! His nut collecting days are over!
With a Fire Trap!
Same way Richard Pryor did. Free basing.
The Wheel of Unfortune.
“Samsara?”
Samhain…
I love that the constable or policeman or whoever that was just grabbed the front wheel and ran off with it
He looks left, right, “lets be ‘avin you!” and he’s gone!
Huachipato
Are you o— naw, you’re fine… OMGZ is teh bike OK????!
i love how they ran to the bike and not the rider
Becaus he’ being punished for driving on the wrong side of the road!
Now thats what I call a stoppie, lol
Poppie?
*Experiencing impatience*
Floppy!
This is getting to be like my sex life: O solo mio
whoppie!
*Experiencing turbulence*
Choppy!
*Thanks you*
Boppie!
*Dances with you*
Hoppie!
*Cleans wit you*
Moppie!
*Makes more mess*
Sloppie!
(That was what I had for next!)
*Puts thinking hat on*
Toppie!
At the risk of a repeat (comp. acting up)
That’s what I was going to say!
*Puts thinking hat on*
Toppie!
Never mind that.
Toppiejoppie!
*photoshops*
Croppie!
*prevaricates*
Whoppie!
*gets uppity*
Stroppie!
*cultivates*
Poppy!
*keystones*
Koppie!
*cleans*
Moppie!
*LSD*
Droppie.
*visits Istanbul*
Topkapi!
*dances*
Boppie!
*drinks coffee*
Frappie!
*catches fish*
Crappie!
*pulls the string*
TRAPPIE!!!
*loves it when a plan comes together*
Happie!
That’s what I was going to say!
*Puts thinking hat on*
Toppie!
I was about post a F**ST message, but couldn’t bring myself to do it, even with none after 322 messages. Well done all!
I’m just pissed off my comments are nesting but not… where do they go when they don’t actually nest?
They float around at the bottom of the page. Though sometimes they get sent to where they belong later.
And sometimes they go to comment purgatory.
Flooofy! *hugs* I-M?
Sorry, no. I’m at work for a few more hours.. .no IM for me.
Hit me up later – got sumpin to tell ya.
Ladies!!!
*hugs*
Fluffy, we’re suffering similar fates- stuck at work with no access… sux!
*hugs* LB!
Chat y’all up later!
Poor People. Fluffy, it was almost 7:00 here when you posted this! So that means now it’s 11:30 here. (I feel some win and some lose)
this is more like a win to me.
tACOOOOOOOOOO
I love how the people just shove the guy aside and run to the bike. XD
*Switching from manual wheelchair to the electric one*
“I’ll take over where he leaped off!”
WICKED SICK!
Wheel fail, but landing win.
hmm. i like the way they all rush over in emergency stances to see if the BIKE is ok.
Talk about SOL’d badly. That was crappy. I wonder who put together his motorcycle?
Random Facts-
This crash didn’t happen in a pitstop, that’s mid-course….
Its from the TT (Tourists Trophy) Superbike road races in the Isle of Man…
…..which is a small Island in the Irish Sea (inbetween England and Ireland)
Home of the lesser known tail-less LoLcat (Manx breed)
LMAO THATS A WIN
FUN
FUN and FUNNY
Haha, Quater Bridge on the Isle of Man. Wonder who it was though?
They run over to the bike first totally ignoring the guy that fell off of it.
ow he should of tighten his tire if he wanted 2 do that
OW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
the man died after the crash…..it was at the news
ooops! wrong video -.-
SERIOUS AIR TIME LMAO