No! Stop it! Monotonous quests, no leveling, too easy, buggy, short, non-immersive….Morrowind, Morrowind Morrowind. Sorry I feel better now. While I respect your opinion, I must disagree with it entirely.
I never played Morrowind, so I don’t have any grounds to compare the two. But I can definitely say that Oblivion was immersive, as evidenced by the hundreds of hours I invested in it. Buggy? Yeah, that was one of its biggest faults. But I respect your opinion as well and stand by my own. And you do know that Oblivion had adjustable difficulty, right?
I found the fast travel broke the immersion, that and the console menus (I played it on PC). I had the difficulty slider up full, I could still kill pretty much anyone in the game at level 1.
Fast travel breaking a game? Oh man…I played without that for about three days when I first got the game because I didn’t know you could do it. Going from one place in the world to the other shouldn’t take an irl day… *doesn’t have the time to put into that type of game*
Agreed, but there’s no reason they couldn’t use public transport like they did in Morrowind. You pay a small amount of gold and you arrive at your destination, it feels less like teleporting somehow. Of course, there were teleportation scrolls to take you back to the nearest temple/mages guild
Malicite, Bored Paralegal and Supporter of the Anti-Troll Initiative says:
I…I didn’t have anything after that. You were SUPPOSED to come back with another song title! You were SUPPOSED to play along so I would look better! NOW what do I do? HUH? Everyone staring, Squirrel? WHAT DO YOU DO? WHY DO YOU PLAGUE ME THUS?
XPhile. This is mission control. Sorry to hear that Major Tom has hurt your feelings! We appologize, but we cannot reach Major Tom anymore. We are afraid we lost him. So please take our appoligies!
Captain, please try to be careful about what you say on this blog. A few folks, not many, but a few, might construe that statement you made to be a little bit, well….dirty.
Lord Rogue III, American with a Love-Hate Relationship with His Homeland says:
Xphile, you’re kinda new here, so I’ll clue you in on something:
We do not murder our fellow failbloggers. Not even those who ruin perfectly good pun runs.
Blanket apologies to my fellow FAILblog citizens! I woke up covered in duct tape and lipstick, and my mouth tasted like the inside of a 1976 NBA Converse All-Star shoe. Please tell me I didn’t kiss GCF or anything.
*resolves to listen to Judy from now on*
Huh? My story? Okay. It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin’ on the porch with my family, singin’ and dancin’ down in Mississippi.
Mother: Navin, it’s your birthday, and it’s time you knew. You’re not our natural-born child.
Navin R. Johnson: I’m not? You mean I’m gonna STAY this color?
Reminds me of the sinks in the new restrooms at our mall. The water dribbles down the back of the sink and half the patrons can’t reach them anyway; I’m 5′2″ and I can only reach if I lean right up against the counter which of course results in wet belly. Still, they look nice which I’m sure is a great comfort to everyone picking up e-coli from the door handle.
It’s like that in my kitchen and bathroom too, but that’s because my landlord is an idiot who thinks he’s a plumber (and buggers up every plumbing project he comes across. Latest one: the washing machine. He put the tap/waste pipe in a place where you can’t actually fit the washing machine!).
That’s just stupid! The water dripping/running onto the surface is going to corrode the fittings, necessitating a costly replacement well before they’d normally be needed!
*squeeze*
Glad you missed yesterday Avis, I wasn’t myself. Don’t listen to the rumors, they’re not true! Especially the one involving the hamsters, tinsel, and BaconLube.
That’s not true! That’s impossible! Or at least very unlikely. Think of the chain of events that would have to unfold to bring a father and son to opposite ends of a political struggle, each at the top of his own command, fighting in a city made of clouds. I don’t think so.
With baking, I follow the recipe. With cooking I start with the recipe and change things as I want to. There being a difference.
*hands Brewski a cookie*
I’ve explained this before, but it looks like I need to do so again.
*sigh*
We do not eat our Fail Blog friends. Only trolls are on the menu. Not very tasty…but those are the rules!
Well she deserves one! And I definately meant jam the foodstuffs, that’s why I referred to it as jelly/jam. I’d never eat jam and I’m hurt you(pl) think I would!
That’s okay, I forgive you!
*dries eyes*
*unwinds*
It’s good for my heart to get wound up from time to time.
(did you notice the past tense of wind is spelt the same as the present and future tenses of wounded?!)
how would you have put it smart guy ? You are very critical of everything anybody does on here then you call them a troll.
A troll who guards the bridge. Someone walks on it and the troll says
“who is walking on my bridge” (failblog)
form fails to follow function. I’ve seen a few hotel rooms with this problem. The decorator failed to check whether the sink/wall/faucet spacing was adequate.
There is an easy answer to this. It’s a faucet that shifts, I used to have one. You can tell it’s been moved out of place to give it the appearance of it being dysfunctional.
Missed it by *that* much!
Hey, Velvet. Good morning!
Good morning, Judy! *squeeze*
Hiiii! *squeezes both*
*squeezes all around*
Loved your new clicky, velvet! But Moomin’s Pet Hospital in the last fail had me holding my sides!
Ooh! I’ll have to go check that out!
I checked yo momma out last night
*says Oooooooh in a very obnoxious tone of voice*
*yawns*
Booooring.
That’s what she said!
ME TOO ME TOO!!
*SQUEEZE*
.
Missed ya this week!!
Thanks velvet
“Job” has gotten too weird, can’t risk being here other than at breaks or lunch. Buncha losiers…
*SQUEEZE*
lol necroscope
Dead Scope?
That’s what he said.
*sneaky squeeze*
Whoa, where did you come from? *Obvious squeeze*
*supah squeezes all around*
That seems like the type of sink I would make.
*makes note – “do not hire paralegals for plumbing work”*
*high fives*
*makes note never to hire Malicite*
We don’t have a union though.
*throws notes away*, so… when can you start?
I already did. That’s actually a picture from your bathroom.
No problem, I didn’t really want to use that sink anyway.
*Snerk*
I had him put in a door. Mal, the knob and latch are supposed to go on the opposite side as the hinges!
My people don’t use doors :/ sorry.
Did you install that gate from a couple of fails ago?
Do you like my work? I’m skill in many other ways.
Typing isn’t one of them. *gives himself an -ed*
*hands brewski a bottle of water, an aspirin, and an ice pack for his neck*
Yay!!
*squeezes*
I knew you’d need those.
.
*squeeze*
I see your name, Brewski. Will you please listen to me from now on? I warned you about that grog!
*strolls into thread, coffe in hand*
Morning all. I see Brewski finally recovered consciousness.
Howdy, X. Got any more coffee?
I only have this useless espresso machine! Sorry guys!
Yeah, yeah. Live and learn.
*looks in mirror*
Say, does anybody know how to get Sharpee marks off of my face?
*holds out cup*
Please?
Brewski, according to SB several fails ago, Brillo pads work well, but I don’t recommend that.
Morning, all!
Hiiiiii! *sqweezes all 3*
No you missed it by THIS much
Thats what she said >_>
That’s what she said.
lol
Necroscope86
…Yeah, mmeasure first THEN create the product.
Sometimes size does matter.
A little Viagra would fix this problem.
Comment win!
A little FLOMAX wouldn’t hurt either.
or a littler vagina
Actually, a wider one might make this situation better.
*squeeze*
.
Is the stutter the results of too much partying last night? Oh, and 364 more days until your birthday!
Just a typo.
*squeezes again*
Grab a ShamWow! Quick!
The small one or the big one?
The clean one.
If somebody doesn’t go shut that off fairly soon, we’ll need both sizes!
One size fits all.
Is that a new look for you, Jules?
Yes, although I have to track down a more recent picture.
Is that your dog?
Yes, it is my dog.
Ah, the life of a dog. Sleep most all day, eat with joyous abandon, play like there is no tomorrow, and lick your balls whenever you want.
life summary WIN
Nothing that erosion couldn’t fix…
But your water bill would just soar!
Gutta cavat lapidem; non vi, sed saepe cadendo.
attention everybody….
slam your head into the keyboard and post the results
no
Wow, weird. Your forehead produced exactly what I was thinking!
hgbhbnhgbyhgbyn.
You slammed it, and then rolled around?
She said she liked it rough.
hunjz7nhjuzz
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
(Yes, my head is that damn good.)
I bet you give great helmet.
I’m surrounded by assholes.
May the Schwartz be with you.
I got moderated out for saying “a$$holes” but bantab did not! What a pain in the a$$
ghbyt.
Well, that got me some weird looks in the office.
Why? You punctuated correctly! Which is impressive.
It’s spelt ghhbyt. Oh the shame!
*swoons on desk*
7uyhjm
Bathroom waterfall…very clever.
15th!
BTF one of the first fails has a lot of resemblance to this one.. http://failblog.org/2008/01/03/tap-placement-fail/
*Awards FailBlog historian honours to Dzay*
Congratulations, sir!
*hands Dzay a shot o’ tequila in celebration*
I SAID
slam your face into the keyboard and post the results
No thank you, sir, I’d rather not.
Wow, you wrote that by slamming your head on your keyboard?
Impressive!
I did.
Would you please show us how?
I have a shitty keyboard, it might break.
o dats not good
gmt
mai hed said dat
I SAID
War (Huuuuh! Good god, y’all!), what is it good for? Absolutely nothing.
War…war never changes.
To everything, turn turn turn. There is a season, turn turn turn.
that song helps me poo
What doesn’t, Granny?
Cheese pizza, I’m guessing.
What vault are you from?
13 – the best one.
Oh. I’m from 101. There’s a lot more real-time action here. If you could see through my eyes, you’d know that it’s a Wasteland here in the Capital.
It was a surprisingly good sequel, wasn’t it? Especially after *shudders* Oblivion.
Stop right there, criminal scum! Oblivion had some faults, but it was an excellent game!
No! Stop it! Monotonous quests, no leveling, too easy, buggy, short, non-immersive….Morrowind, Morrowind Morrowind. Sorry I feel better now. While I respect your opinion, I must disagree with it entirely.
I never played Morrowind, so I don’t have any grounds to compare the two. But I can definitely say that Oblivion was immersive, as evidenced by the hundreds of hours I invested in it. Buggy? Yeah, that was one of its biggest faults. But I respect your opinion as well and stand by my own. And you do know that Oblivion had adjustable difficulty, right?
I found the fast travel broke the immersion, that and the console menus (I played it on PC). I had the difficulty slider up full, I could still kill pretty much anyone in the game at level 1.
Fast travel breaking a game? Oh man…I played without that for about three days when I first got the game because I didn’t know you could do it. Going from one place in the world to the other shouldn’t take an irl day… *doesn’t have the time to put into that type of game*
Agreed, but there’s no reason they couldn’t use public transport like they did in Morrowind. You pay a small amount of gold and you arrive at your destination, it feels less like teleporting somehow. Of course, there were teleportation scrolls to take you back to the nearest temple/mages guild
Oh man…that game was easy though and leveling wasn’t really that important. I didn’t mind the game though and spent way too much time playing it.
I spent a fair amount of time playing it too. Mainly because I wanted it to be good. Unfortunately it was about as good as the Sims.
It took me forever to do the Mage Guild stuff…that actually annoyed me a little bit.
Yeah, collect 50 flowers….
It’s no Lords of Midnight.
*skips off*
Wait! You forgot your *squeeeze*!!
Shouldn’t the title be “Farcette Fail”?
Farcette?
Did you mean: “Faucet”?
Farrah or Steve?
*thinks of several Farrah puns related to fail*
*quickly decides they would be in unbelievably poor taste*
You would look like a total ass if you made those comments.
It’s not the comments that make him look like an ass.
OMG!!! That is one CUTE BabyStarfish!!!!
Thanks Leila!!!! I sure think so.
Look at those pudgy little cheeks! How adorable!
Thanks Judy!!
How’d he manage to levitate up against that “1″?
The Starfish are a tricky lot.
Did you glue him onto that?
(Very cute!)
It’s obviously photoshopped. See the pixels.
(thanks Arthur)
He’s adorable!
Yes I am!
And so is the wee starfish!
You would look like a total hero if you made those comments.
That’s a Farrah ’sessment!
I’m too much of an Angel to make Farrah jokes.
Not to be a Bosley-breeches, but you really need to make some.
Thoughts of steve (fawcett) make me crash.
It would be very poor taste indeed to make her the butt of any jokes.
*realizes if there is a hell, there will be a special place waiting for Starfish*
Naw, God appreciates a little dark humor. That’s why He made [little people] and [mentally challenged individuals].
…and child proof caps.
No, mankind made those.
Nooo Farce….ette. Pun on faucet and small farce as in fail. It’s a “tap” anyway!
I’d tap that.
why
g ttttdfnbhm fhsg
Did you finally break your keyboard?
that is epic.
I have Faith No More in that plumber.
You want him oooooout but you can’t fix it.
It’s on your sink, but you can’t reach it.
WTF is This….I said….WTF is THIS!
Fluffy, your needed to finish off this run.
*cues the piano*
*stops the piano, runs hysterically to the director*
I forgot my line!
I have it here! I was just removing this hook someone had tied to the end of it.
Fluffy, this is a non speaking roll. Just hop out of your bowl and flop around as the piano plays.
*swaps extra “l” for an “e” so Fluffy won’t think she’s going to be a sandwich*
*stands by with emergency water glass*
*performs a perfect triple salto and lands safely back in her fishbowl*
*claps*
You have to talk dirty to the faucet before you can wash your hands.
I can’t believe you’re all blaming the faucet! It’s the sink’s fault!
Actually it’s the water’s fault…
Now I tend to blame gravity…
Stupid gravity, walking around like it’s the sh*t. I’m so sick and tired of him keeping everyone down.
I laugh at gravity all the time!
Ha! Gravity!
It COULD be the air’s fault – with a little wind in the right direction, this wouldn’t be an issue.
OR – if the house was in a 45 degree angle…
OR – if water was magnetic and there was a magnet on the wall in front of the sink
Or – if instead of water it would be a faucet of helium, then we wouldn’t even have this problem.
But if it had helium, wouldn’t we all talk funny after drinking from it?
If we all drank from it then those who didn’t would soon be considered the funny talkers.
*talks in funny high voice*
Exactly. It’s a win-win situation.
*talks in high voice*
Works for me!
*talks in deeper, normal voice*
Hey…why are you guys pointing and laughing at me?!?
Nobody laughs at your hydrogen voice.
*deep, throaty chuckle*
You know I would never poke fun at you unless you asked for it…
Water is magnetic. Duh.
With the right will the water can resist the gravity! You all can! Amen.
*floats away*
*throws a lifesaver at malicite*
catch it!
This is ground control to Major Tom.
Ground Control. This is Major Tom. come in.
I…I didn’t have anything after that. You were SUPPOSED to come back with another song title! You were SUPPOSED to play along so I would look better! NOW what do I do? HUH? Everyone staring, Squirrel? WHAT DO YOU DO? WHY DO YOU PLAGUE ME THUS?
*floats around on the life preserver*
I’ve been caught!
*pulls Malicite out of the water*
*offers a dry towel*
*hands over a blanket*
Tea or Coffee?
*hangs onto himself*
Coffee please! Thank you good Squirrel!
XPhile. This is mission control. Sorry to hear that Major Tom has hurt your feelings! We appologize, but we cannot reach Major Tom anymore. We are afraid we lost him. So please take our appoligies!
Cpt. Jack here, I took him to his special island. A little push and he was smilin’.
Captain, please try to be careful about what you say on this blog. A few folks, not many, but a few, might construe that statement you made to be a little bit, well….dirty.
The rest know that I was referencing Billy Joel.
Judy, a few? Just a few?
More like 99.999999999%
At least I didn’t go with the line about sitting home and [having relations with oneself].
Bastard had it coming.
*hides scissors*
I’m glad his tether broke.
Xphile, you’re kinda new here, so I’ll clue you in on something:
We do not murder our fellow failbloggers. Not even those who ruin perfectly good pun runs.
*sends out technician to inspect and repair XPhile’s CAPS LOCK key*
*swallows CAPS LOCK key*
I’ll never talk!
*pushes red Panic button on keyboard*
*quietly* Pssst! BondFan! That’s your cue!
*watches as BFF runs out of the room screaming*
Nice to see that some things never change!
Blanket apologies to my fellow FAILblog citizens! I woke up covered in duct tape and lipstick, and my mouth tasted like the inside of a 1976 NBA Converse All-Star shoe. Please tell me I didn’t kiss GCF or anything.
*resolves to listen to Judy from now on*
Heyyyy Brewski…how you feeling buddy??? *turns on the light and some death metal* Want to go get some Taco Bell and tequila?
Heeeeyyyy Brewski…how you feeling buddy?
*activates alarm clock*
beepbeepbeepBEEPBEEPBEEEEEEEEP!!!!
*opens all the windows, pulls in front of Brewski’s place in a Lamborghini with no muffler, and starts doing donuts with the horn pressed down*
Hmmm…I think Brewski needs a little hair of the dog!
….Dragon-grog??
*wicked grin*
Urgh, my head!!
*removes pink fuzzy earmuffs and dons airport-style hearing protection*
You guys are ruthless.
We do need a Ruth.
Howdy
*sniff*
You smell suspiciously like a particular fruitcake whom had a birthday yesterday!
*comes out of disguise*
*tickles Brewski*
Hee hee!!
Where did Arthur go?
Watch your back. I mean, really, watch your back!
What are you insinuating?
(
)
Look out he has a potato!
Nothing, BUT… the E.T. finger is still missing, and YOU had it last!
AAAAaaaah!!!
Judy, you really are all-wise and all-knowing.
Doesn’t mean I’m gonna use it… on someone else. *grins*
*reaches for his shellacked mackerel in self-defense*
*realizes velvet stole it yesterday*
Oh no! I’m unarmed!!
*offers to defend brewski*
*hands Brewski the shellacked halibut from the Headbutt fail*
Here, Brewski, try this.
*Takes halibut, stands beside Gaynor, and grins defiantly at Arthur*
Another thing you should know Arthur, I just ate at Taco Bell!! Bwahahaha!
*stands upwind from Brewski*
Err… I didn’t mean to open hostilities. As I said, I don’t use my potato on anybody else.
*walks away stiffly*
I guess I shouldn’t be shocked, after I saw what you did with that sheep a while back!
But it acted slutty before!
Ok, before the moderation does anything bad:
But it acted slütty before!
Arthur, “Baaaa-aaaa!” means “no”, every time!
*Makes Brewski some breakfast…runny eggs and tomato juice, hold the potato*
Thanks Boobie!
I don’t know about the runny eggs though…
*offers Brussel sprouts*
Taco Bell cures all hangovers. Get the Baja Blast. You will be okay.
Taco Bell? Why not just get an enema and get it over with?
*offers Ipikak and prunes*
I should have told you about the runny eggs, but those Brussel Sprouts look…yummy….you should eat a bunch of those.
*sage nod*
Indeed.
*parsley nod*
That’s odd, I’m missing that same shoe!
I’m not. I’m not missing that shoe at all. I’ve completely moved on with my life. Why, I hardly think of that shoe at all anymore.
I still sense some resentment, tell me how was your childhood?
Huh? My story? Okay. It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin’ on the porch with my family, singin’ and dancin’ down in Mississippi.
Do you have the same illness Michael Jackson has? I mean in respect to skin colour, not kiddies.
My thoughts exactly! Hee!
Obviously, you’ve never seen Steve Martin in “The Jerk”. He was adopted.
*hides single sparkly-gloved hand behind back*
Mother: Navin, it’s your birthday, and it’s time you knew. You’re not our natural-born child.
Navin R. Johnson: I’m not? You mean I’m gonna STAY this color?
*awards Judy a bronzed ashtray, paddle game, and remote control*
*curtsies*
(I’d bow, but Arthur’s around.)
Thanks, B. I just adore Steve Martin!
My fave is “Dirty Rotten Scoundrels”.
“Ruprecht, do you want the genital cuff?”
Oh! I haven’t seen that one!
Ooh, I love that one!
The new phone books are here! The new phone books are here!
The Jerk brought Lurk out of the woodwork!
Stick a dirk with a quirk to stop his smirk.
It’ll get to the basin eventually.
Oh sure, blame the faucet. What makes you so sure this isn’t Sink Fail? Huh? Huh?
If it tells a lie, then it should be able to reach it..
Or turn the water on full blast!
.
*OOO EEE OOO I look just like Buddy Holly*
Reminds me of the sinks in the new restrooms at our mall. The water dribbles down the back of the sink and half the patrons can’t reach them anyway; I’m 5′2″ and I can only reach if I lean right up against the counter which of course results in wet belly. Still, they look nice which I’m sure is a great comfort to everyone picking up e-coli from the door handle.
Short fail!
Now, what would Tim Taylor do?
We can up the water pressure to 6000 psi.
Al, hand me the turbo power pump. *grunts*
lol, Tim Taylor. “Howdy Neighbor”
More importantly, what would Brian Boitano do?
I know what he wouldn’t do, and that’s take [excrement] from anyone.
Make a plan and follow it through.
no its not “fail” at least for hotel they do this on propose! cause you need use more water to have a longer range, damn bastard >:(
It’s like that in my kitchen and bathroom too, but that’s because my landlord is an idiot who thinks he’s a plumber (and buggers up every plumbing project he comes across. Latest one: the washing machine. He put the tap/waste pipe in a place where you can’t actually fit the washing machine!).
That’s just stupid! The water dripping/running onto the surface is going to corrode the fittings, necessitating a costly replacement well before they’d normally be needed!
Besides wasting water and destroying the planet thereby.
Watersports (test post)
Pass!
that was weird…I had three posts that were sucked into never fail land.
Only because THAT sink worked.
How do you cure water on the brain?
A Tap on the head!
*whistles like a kettle*
♪I’m a little tea pot short and stout, here is my handle here is my spout.♪
Jules! There might be children here!
*uses ShamWow to cover up Jules’ spout*
*lifts shamwow*
*click*
*replaces shamwow*
*runs away to post pictures on bebo*
I see the “short” part, but not the “stout”.
♪ Hickery, dickery, dock. The mouse climbed up the clock.♪
The inncey wincey spider went up the water spout down came the rain and washed the spider out.
Why are there two Jules?
I can’t seem to shake the shock I feel when I read that statement…
I think I have a stalker.
They’re both dog avatars too!
Is this one of those sci-fi things where Jules has been split into two alter-egos?
Uh-oh! This may end bad! Maybe one of us will have to decide which dog to shoot…
*plays Twilight Zone theme song*
I think you have me mistaken for someone else
I always thought it was, “itsy, bitsy”?
To fit up THAT water spout, it needs to be inncey wincey.
♪ Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. ♪
Wow – a dog that knows all of the popular nursery rhymes.
Got wee ones at home, Jules?
That was a teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini
That “l” looks funny.
You got it all wrong! That’s not a faucet for washing hands, that is a shower for silverfishs.
I hsa to go now
Cya all tomorrow
Bysies!
You do keep a regular schedule, don’t you? Must be the bran.
That was a crappy thing to say.
*rofl!*
*squeeze*
*gentle squeeze*
Feelin’ any better, sweetie?
Thanks, getting there!
What did you DO??
*squeeze*
Glad you missed yesterday Avis, I wasn’t myself. Don’t listen to the rumors, they’re not true! Especially the one involving the hamsters, tinsel, and BaconLube.
Yikes!
psst!
He was drinking dragon grog. Then he got himself into loads of trouble. He’s nursing a dragon-sized hangover today.
He’s just lucky dragonwriter watered it down!
If she hadn’t, he’d have been toast!
(Oops! Didn’t think he’d remember that one!)
Gota go, catch ya’ll on the “B” side.
*goes over to B-side*
*goes over to the Dark Side*
I’ll never join you!
It is your destiny.
Fluffy never told you what happened to your father.
She told me enough. She told me he died during routine rocket surgery!
No, X. I am your father.
Poppa, can you hear me? Poppa can you see me?
Stick to the script, Mr. Hamill.
And stop dancing!
The Empire Strikes Back? As a musical? Thanks for raping my childhood, George Lucas.
That’s not true! That’s impossible! Or at least very unlikely. Think of the chain of events that would have to unfold to bring a father and son to opposite ends of a political struggle, each at the top of his own command, fighting in a city made of clouds. I don’t think so.
Search Wookiepedia. You KNOW it to be true!
It’s true! I also learned that my name sounds a lot like I’m a full-time wanker.
Looks like Yentl went to the darker side.
Barbra Streisand is evil incarnate.
But we have cookies!
Ok! You convinced me!
*grins*
Here, have a cookie, they’re sugar cookies with lavender icing.
*offers cookie*
*grabs cookies*
nom nom
Fanks!
Say, do Dark Side cookies have all the fat and calories as regular cookies? I’m trying to watch my figure.
Well, they’re not light, but they’re full of fruit and animal bits. Kind of a singed-hair bouquet with a molten rubber finish.
Not the cookies I make!
*would gladly accept anything Avis cooks*
I love to cook too Avis! Do you wing it, or use recipes? Gourmet magazine has some stuff to DIE for.
Was that punintentional?
With baking, I follow the recipe. With cooking I start with the recipe and change things as I want to. There being a difference.
*hands Brewski a cookie*
Hee, that “wing” pun flew right by without me noticing!
*munches cookie*
Baking is a science.
Cooking is an art!
So eating is art appreciation?
Gaynorvader, YES!
Woohoo, I love appreciating art!
Well, it’s time for my art appreciation class. Today’s lesson – ham and cheese sandwich. Catch you all after!
Enjoy! But don’t eat any jam, it’s frowned upon for some reason.
Yeah, she complains every time.
Well, yes, they do, but all the being evil works of the calories in a flash.
Hey! I think that just shed 5 pounds! I’m gonna love this!
Don’t go, Ms. B! The Dark Side may have cookies, but we’ve got….we’ve got….
*looks around. Sees nothing*
Oh, hell.
*joins Ms. B on the Dark Side*
I’m on the Dark Side of the Moon. The brownies are divine, but time is moving very very slow.
*nods understandingly*
Ah, yes, been there, done that.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.
*Notices dark side causes serious degradation of the flesh*
*joins light side*
*prances*
I can’t believe I understood that analogy.
I don’t B-lieve it, either.
Is it just me, or is there something very freudian going on?
Sorry, it slipped out.
That’s what your mom said.
No, my parents never had sexual relations. They just sat on the couch holding hands.
Now don’t you go all soft on us now, X!
Sorry, the Baconlube made me hungry and that’s all I could think about.
it acualy looks like its supposed to do that… mabey if it was on full it would go into sink because of the tilt of the nozzle
You have scalloped the heart of that the designer had in mind.
*quickly replaces “that” with “what”*
Guess this faucet didn’t have enough umph to get it in.
This entire day is gonna be all about “that’s what he/she said” isn’t it?
umph pa pa umph pa pa clash!
It’s all about the he said/she said bull-sh**!
This is going to bug me all day! WHAT is that from? I can hear it, it’s on the tip of my tongue, but I can’t quite place it.
It’s a song, I think by Limp Bizkit.
But WHAT song. I know I know it, I just can’t put my finger on it.
It’s called He Said She Said…and I haven’t been able to get it out of my head since I said it. Just stuck…
Ok, for the last time. Here is its history, well a bit of it. {http://knowyourmeme. com/memes/thats-what-she-said}
Sorry it was my posts kept getting eaten up so that’s what I was referencing with the “for the last time”.
Here as well is how it got popularized in our current time frame.
{http://www.youtube. com/watch?v=Ccdu8yZIanM}
Well everyone, it’s been fun, but it’s time for my peanut butter enema. See yall later!
Offers XPhile some jelly/jam.
Jam! Run!!!
*puzzled*
What’s wrong with jam?
*tastes jam*
Seems fine to me.
*eats jam*
Spit her back out!!!
I didn’t know jam could be a she!
*offers jar to Ms B, spit jam on ground*
Is it okay to lick jam?
jam tastes good!
I’ve explained this before, but it looks like I need to do so again.
*sigh*
We do not eat our Fail Blog friends. Only trolls are on the menu. Not very tasty…but those are the rules!
But, this jam’s not that jam! This is homemade raspberry jam! You know, preserves or jelly as it’s called in the states. I’d never eat Jam!
*wanders in*
…unless she turned into a troll. Oh! Hello Jam!
Nope, not this time! Just an ex-troll here.
Oh, well as long as you behave yourself I won’t eat you.
Yay! Although, I better take off my troll magnet, unless you want something to eat.
Let me see it.
*takes troll magnet*
Now, let me see.
*reverses polarity*
There we go!
*hands troll magnet back*
Now it should repel them!
Either that, or it will blow up, and kill everyone in the room. Lets hope it repels trolls.
You’ve met Jam many a time GV.
She has a red top and a gun.
Shame on you.
*shakes head disapprovingly*
But she’s a different Jam, she has a capital J.
Actually she doesn’t, I just suffer from auto-capitalisation. That probably confused matters in this instance.
Well she deserves one! And I definately meant jam the foodstuffs, that’s why I referred to it as jelly/jam. I’d never eat jam and I’m hurt you(pl) think I would!
She does look tasty though. . .
*tickletickletickle*
*giggles*
Yes, but so do you. I promised not to eat failbloggers and a dragon’s word is binding.
Sorry for winding you up GV.
*looks at floor and shuffles feet*
That’s okay, I forgive you!
*dries eyes*
*unwinds*
It’s good for my heart to get wound up from time to time.
(did you notice the past tense of wind is spelt the same as the present and future tenses of wounded?!)
English is a frankly ridiculous language. Too many words look the same written down, or sound the same.
Did we just lose our PG-13 rating?
Nah, if we haven’t lost it yet, I doubt we will. Well, unless a really stupid troll comes in here…
Only if he would have swallowed.
*watches innuendo machine explode in a fiery eruption*
epic
seems it comes up short like some people i know, like the regulars on
failblog.? Ziiinnnnggggg!.
You’re mean!
No, he’s bitter.
Why is he bitter? Did I miss something?
Nah, just a troll. Should i use a mallet, or do you want to eat the troll?
He seems to have run away!
I guess we now know what his promises, such as his promise to “play nice”, are worth, hm?
Indeed, he hath shown his true colours.
Just Kidding LOL. God some people can’t take a joke without getting defensive.
I thought I was being lighthearted!
We appreciate funny jokes.
You know, a zing sort of loses it’s sting if it’s self-proclaimed.
*squeeze*
*squeeze*
So, how are things?
how would you have put it smart guy ? You are very critical of everything anybody does on here then you call them a troll.
A troll who guards the bridge. Someone walks on it and the troll says
“who is walking on my bridge” (failblog)
Remove the log from your own eye before attempting to remove the splinter from someone else’s
so much for being lighthearted, so sad.
I fail to see how anything you have said is “lighthearted”.
You weren’t making a joke, you were attacking a person for making a fair point. Becoming overly defensive like you critisised me for being.
I think you should have written, “Not much is sinking in.”
A troll! Get him!
*beats troll with cane*
Well this sink won’t be peeing on any lolcats.
That’s my job.
What does it pay?
What is on second base. Who is on first.
I don’t know. Third base!
I never got to third base. always tagged out rounding second. *sadface*
How did ‘peeing on lolcats’ turn into the ‘whos on first’ routine?
WHO IS ON SECOND?!
No. What is on second.
Clickie. ^
This was posted on the second to last page of the site. That is to say, it was one of the first ever.
Fail Blog Fail – recycling without copping to it.
First time for me RoyBatty…kinda a virgin here like these gif girls. Probably all reruns here…but new to me!
OMG I KNOW THIS PICTURE. I was at the exact same resort in cuba. La Salinas Hotel Sirenis!!!
Me too!
I went on the 21st of May for a week and I noticed this too!
Whats happening in the clean world?
reminds me of me trying to piss over my balls
I didn’t know your mom had balls
lol
Classic WIN!
EPIC WIN INDEED
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Sure it looks like a fail, but really?
It’s obviously angled so that it goes in the sink.
That’s what i’m talking about! 5 stars FAIL!
At least some water goes in the sink.
Failblog Fail!. Repeat of previously posted fail.
Who did the installation? hmm?
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YOU NEED A PLUMBER HAHA
But in what direction does the water spin??
form fails to follow function. I’ve seen a few hotel rooms with this problem. The decorator failed to check whether the sink/wall/faucet spacing was adequate.
When was the last time a decorator made plumbing blueprints?
What time is it?
Time to get a new faucet
oh noes now i will have to start all over again… i used this as a blue print -.-
There is an easy answer to this. It’s a faucet that shifts, I used to have one. You can tell it’s been moved out of place to give it the appearance of it being dysfunctional.
how could anyone even screw something like this up unless it was on purpose haha
Might want to check on that one
ba bababa ba bababa baby, better call the plumber! he’ll know what to DO!.
LOL
Hey Honey I told you not to hire those contractors we should done it ourselves
OH wait dear we did do ourselves
Never hire Pot Smoking Mexicans as Contractors
Wait We are Pot smoking mexicans