Well, from the front-row table.
No?
What if the 2 people on the seats had on those glasses with fake mustaches.
Still no?
Help me develop this – I think I’ve got a show for Fox here somewhere.
Sell it as a reality TV type thing. Kinda like Big Brother. The members of the household must do everything together.
*wouldn’t watch that show for all the money in the world*
Is it really possible that no one’s referenced the old SNL commercial yet? (Gotta go – no pun intended – or I’d look it up, but it’s hard to find SNL video clips sometimes.)
Yeah I Saw That! And No MRN Its Not Hard. (unless if your computer is as slooooow as a slug then,yeah its hard. it will probably take a day to see the SNL commercial)
I once read an article about a lady who lived with a family for some time without them knowing. She would hide around the house and come out when they left for work, school etc…eat food and such.
I know the story you’re thinking of! It was in Japan! And she lived in some guys closet (somehow) for quite some time. And he didn’t even know she was there! I saw something on TV about it.
I saw a similar story in the morning news, someone “hid” in a families attic for months without them knowing. They caught on as he got bolder, moving things around the house and raiding their fridge and cupboards when they weren’t home. I think it was here in America, but I’m not sure where.
We kept ours on top of the cabinet across the room (we are a very tall family) until we found one of our kitties just loves to chews da teeth brushes. Blech!
It’s easy to gross yourself out if you start thinking about things too much. Wasn’t it the Mythbusters who filmed the toilet plume? Sometimes you just have to forget about it and trust that what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.
maybe you forgot, that cats *need* to eat grass to stay healthy. and when no grass is in reach, they go for desperate methods. so it’s really your fault for not offering a meadow for your poor kitty.
I’m sorry, that wasn’t meant the way it sounded. I didn’t mean to sound like a bad Soap opera. I better word things more carefully, and just take things One Day at a Time.
*rummages around in purse*
*looks around nervously for Leila*
Okay, you asked for this!
*whips out tissues and points between Tech’s eyes*
Darn, not again….
I can remember my uncle telling me how in the US Army a few decades ago had a similar setup. He made a point of trying to gross us out by telling us how they were “using the facilities” while sitting there talking to each other and shining their boots.
I don’t care what the times were like back then, yuk!
I take it you’re a young-un. Otherwise you’d have that number memorized from having heard it play a million times a day on every radio station in America for months on end. If so, you were spared. Count your blessings. If not, then I apologize for bringing back a bad memory.
Those songs are very very faded in my memory. I was born in 1984. Lets see here… carry the two…..Oh yeah I’m 25. I actually forget my age sometimes. Just last week I told someone I was 23 when they asked. I just don’t think about it because I haven’t celebrated a birthday or any other holiday since I was 17.
Lurk I think you mean Seether “Careless Whisper” don’t you? I actually kind of like that remake. I can remember bits and pieces of Livin on a Prayer, but the other one all I got is the little jingle of the numbers themselves. It was on some phone commercial, T-Mobile maybe.
RHSC, yes that’s who I mean. I haven’t listened to the whole thing. I usually shut off the radio or change the station when it comes on. Hearing it so many times in the ’80s gave me a tic.
*eye twitches*
He He! Yeah that’s one way to put age in perspective, but don’t worry I am not aware of zombies aging. Not sure how you handle decomposition though…
People can never figure out my age on the phone when someone calls me at work for tech support unless they catch me like this reference did.
FYI, I some of us came up with “THE Ultimate Weapon” a few fails back. You need to go infect Check Norris. Now THAT’s a zombie I don’t want to mess with! lol
Ha Ha! Pee Pee! Sorry I really can’t control myself sometimes. I think I even made a reference to the same thing somewhere around here. I have issues the same way others hear voices in their heads… ” You’re just jelous because the voices won’t talk to you!”
Of course pee pee is number one, poo poo is number two, and safety is number three. These are basic rules of life that everyone should already know! Man I guess failblog already went totally dead hours ago becasue it seems like no ones here. I just managed to get off the floor after lauging so hard it hurt watching “Blazing Saddles”. For hte record, I was specifically told to wait to see tyhe “campfire scene” or something like that and NOT to google it.
It tortured me for a whole day not to do it, but it was sooooo worth it! The best part is that the fact I was waiting and wondering why I was told of some sort of scene made it three times as funny. I know posses triple the appreciation for the film that many more “mature” failers have for the movie.
My sides still hirt. Failblog Fail… Individuals from around the world reside here and it seems I am still the only one still here.
*sighs over loneliness, but still keeps randomly laughing about newly discovered movie”
This is like epic stock trading baby puking and going “woah!”
AAAaahhhh!!! Thank you thank you.
*grabs 2 beers, one for each hand*
Now if I have to pee twice as bad, while drinking 2 beers, and using 2 toilets, I’m all set. Unless I get double vision. Then… lessee, 2, carry the four… then I’ll see 8 toilets?
Hrm… Due to my inability to remain at the computer for any length of time, I’ve devised a simple, magical system. When you want drinks, think of them, and they will appear in your hand, at the appropriate temperature and perfectly mixed. I hope that this works, in my back-and-forthiness.
I’d like something sweet and dessert-like, such as a grasshopper, white russian, or chocolate martini, but I would love to be surprised! Please and thank you, and you can bet you’ll be getting a big tip!
Sad as it may be, I have to go away for probably a good part of the day today. I have a house in dire need of a cleaning, and this fail only makes me want even more to make sure my house is sanitized for my protection. Soo…
*drives by in splortscar*
*throws *squeezes* to all her FB friends*
*drives through part of the Cuddle Puddle, splashing everyone*
*tosses sham-wows to all in need*
*exits, stage left*
*backs up into thred*
Yeah, I know. I’m in the middle of major stress at work and have a fair dose of it non-workwise as well. I barely have time to play with my ICHC friends these days.
BTW, we are having a big event on ICHC (“lolcats” to you guys) on Monday 8/31. I will see to it that you guys get an official invite closer to the day so you can mark your calendars.
*drives off, sad that she can’t stay now, but looking forward to playing later*
Hmmm… it must be time to break out another box of ShamWows from the cabinet.
*gets two boxes out of cabinet, places them on the table (NOT in the break room)*
Here we go, fresh ShamWows!
‘course not! *squeeze!*
But you may want to ease up on that itchy trigger finger a bit. Your fellow bloggers may start to shy away if they feel they must fear for their lives when you’re around!
Thanks for the squeeze.
Ah so you are psychic and knew what I was thinking. While OK with others choice in different lifestyles, it was still enough to make me apprehensive. Here I thought I was different from the stereotypical uptight American.
Same thing about the cuddle puddles, but I’ll get used to it. Especially when people like Nightshayde are jumping into them in their underwear!
Your apprehension was a normal feeling. I figured you fealt that way, because I too felt wierd the first time Brewski *squeezed* me. Our society has put a stigma on heterosexual men displaying any closeness to one another. Failblog has helped me examine that apprehension and understand how unnecessary it is. I thinks it’s cool that we are free to *squeeze* one another without knowing (or caring for that matter) what their sexual orientation is. The real world could learn a lesson from Failblog. Now cuddle puddles on the other hand are best kept here, as my wife would have a problem with me mixing it up with nekkid girls and boys IRL.
Ha Ha! Starfish that is a very good way to sum it up.
Even once I’m used to it I still may worries a little with Brewski. You never know what that guy will do if he’s been drinking. It’d probably be fun to play drinking games with him. He’s crazy, but you got to love him.
You wouldn’t last very long in the US Army. They do random drug tests every month. When your name comes up, they take you to the bathroom and put their face about 2 feet from your *ehem* and have to watch you fill the cup.
*Shudder* yes. I drank about a half gallon of water when my name came up. Wait forever in line, then when it came to my turn I had a 5 Eagle moment. I was in literal pain for hours.
!!Disclaimer: Mention of my toilet habits involved. Read at your own risk!!!
I have the least shy bladder in existence. I make a point when I drink of peeing on every tree in whoever is having the party’s yard. I once peed on a parked car in downtown Cincinnati. I only make foolish and illegal decisions about my bladder when I’m not entirely sober, but I’ve never had a drug test issue. I just don’t care.
I did put up a disclaimer. These type of decisions are the reason I’ve stopped going to parties. Everything seems like a good idea when I’ve had a few too many. I’m the guy who thinks climbing things is funny when he’s drunk too. That usually means unexplained injuries the next day.
Jimbo, don’t get me started on drunk urinal games. I once had a car I … um … didn’t respect. We’d take it off road late at night, drink bottles of Everclear and/or cases of beer, climb up on the hood and use the windshield as a urinal cake. While people were making out in the front seat (also drunk, of course).
I know folks, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. Booze, testosterone and youth can sometimes be a silly combination.
We did something similar, and similarly stupid, some years ago. I had a rental car which I hated, it was late November, and we had been drinking a lot of beer. So, long story short we decided to empty our bladders against the outside of the car all night. We neglected to think about the temperature. It was about 10 below freezing that night. (read about -4 if you’re across the pond) When I woke up and went out to drive home I realized the funny gag from the night before was now a solid coating of yellow ice. Literally the entire car was covered.
Dragon, I don’t know if you’re still around but let me know what you think of this clickie I have here. The difference of Insured, Ensured, and Assured.
Technically I believe you still are right, but isn’t that the less acceptible one?
I realize I certainly have no room to talk when it comes to proper English or spelling though..
Actually this is something I hadn’t heard before. Sometimes it does work apparently.
(Click to see the source of the following paragraph)
“Hopefully, this is on a clothing-optional beach. Ooh! Cover your eyes, honey! Urine only works if it is acidic. Depending on diet, urine is not always acidic. Therefore, urine does not always work. Vinegar, however, always works. Moral of the story: use vinegar.”
Actually, RHSC, I’m with you there – use vinegar. I live at the beach, and I have to say, I’d rather run up to someone’s beach house looking like a psycho and asking for vinegar than getting a friend to pee on me.
Also, for fire ants, use a base – baking soda or very, VERY dilute ammonia.
Yeah Bearly but I doubt too many people are going to have a bottle of vinegar handy that are close enough to treat it in time. As I understand it, you have to do this fairly quickly to get the best fix.
I’ve heard the fire ant one too. Learned it the hard way. When I was deploying to Iraq we went to Washington state for urban combat training. They have these fire ants that are huge. Their ant hills are as tall as some people and they attack in masses. Painful freaken things!
Careful he may only screw things up even more. Think about it, super strenght jet stream will only spread a grease fire everywhere. Speaking of super powered Jimbo, it makes you wonder how other bodily functions may not work so well around “normal” people.
Just popping in to say that I had one drink too many and that this is the ideal opportunity to let you all know that stumbling onto FB last year was one of the milestones in my lif eand that I wish that I had more time to spend here (esp. on the CET evening fails) nd that I love you all!!!
*SQUEEZE*
Man, Last Time We Saw GrannyCatFlap Was When I first Came To The Fail Blog Comments And I Was With MRN,czuhc,Brewski,Leila(with her E-kitty), Ms B, And Sponge Betty! and It Was All On Gumball Machine Fail Google it To See It
Funny you should ask, my Ma has a plot with her family in her hometown. Fortunately for me it’s on the other side of the continent and in another country, that’ll make it convenient for me when she kicks off.
Many families make arrangements to be buried together long before it comes time for a shovel. My grandparents own plots where their parents and siblings are buried and my parents have plots there too. This is actually extremely common. I worked as assistant caretaker of a cemetery for several summers. (My Grandfather was the caretaker, so I never thought it was weird.) We dealt with this kind of thing on a regular basis. Often times it was heartbreaking because what brought someone in was a tragic death and the family needed to make arrangements to be buried with their loved one someday. Knowing that they would be laid to rest beside the person they lost helped many families.
So, if your spouse cannot account for his absences from office he’s not having an affair but taking a crap elsewhere?
(Did that make any sense at all?)
Really? Hmm. I had some mean mommy drag me into a dark corner when I first confessed to being a RedHeadedStepChild. She never let me out either. I’m already as white and pasty as the Irish get!
Wait..
Spent all your money on gifts… Where’s MINE!?
Tell you what, go get one of those photos Dragon got and I’ll accept that.
Picnic time! Uh oh, that baloney sandwich didn’t sit well. Excuse me, I’m going to head to the other side of the room for about 10 minutes, and it could get ugly.
This isn’t a fail. It’s a restroom set up for women to nurse. They’d need the table to either set up the breast pump or the diaper bag. You don’t see enough restrooms like this and there should be more of them, it’s extremely considerate.
In order to make room for women to have a sitting area to nurse, you can tell they chose to take out the stalls to make one big room instead of a room with two stalls. You can tell from the rails on the wall, that was probably the handicapped stall. Yes, it looks tacky and you’d think it was odd if you were walking in but it would be a fail if their intention from the beginning was to build the bathroom with two toilets next to each other.
I got home from work and went to make myself a baked potato for lunch. I go to grab the butter out of the fridge, and it’s not there. Weird because I had just opened a new tub. I call my husband, and he lets me know that his sister took it with her to work yesterday and forgot to bring it home. Who takes a whole tub of butter to work with them?!
Yes, and he was most ungrateful, too.
*orders another bullwhip from Amazon*
Check it out! This one’s even LONGER (and doesn’t even have any teethmarks on it). It’s gonna make a mighty nice *crack* on someone’s … erm … crack
*ahem*
Did anyone see that we had ~1,000 comments to the Public Speaker fail? Good job, FP friends!
Bullwhips … er … adult beverages of choice for everyone!
*wipes tear*
It’s so beautiful!
*sniff*
I did see that. I was wondering if that was a record or something, but it didn’t take long for me to arrive at the conclusion that a place like failblog must have a higher record than that.
ROFL! You know what’s sad? I have been living alone since I was 17 and I am still “Toilet Seat Trained”! I assume it’s a mental scar from the struggle of my upbringing. I had 3 sisters and 2 brothers. The battle of the sexes never happened. I guess it was already lost/won before I even got there.
I can honestly say I won that battle. I told my Mom and sister I would leave the seat either up or down. They tested me to see if I would leave it down, I did, they gave in. I come from a stubborn family… No one complained of a wet butt in my family though. Everyone learned to look before they used the toilet.
That’s the part I never got! If we can look down and even physically lift it, why can’t they so much as look down? I may be bringing the wrath of the women on me for saying this, but I’ll take a chance.
Did you happen to check my “Your avatar will burn in h*ll” clicky? Not to push a subject, but I can’t help but think of it every time I see your pic!
Only slightly off-topic: Somebody accidenty’d the urinal in the men’s room in my office and we had a flood. The clean-up conversation after we got it stopped went something like this:
Judy: (wrestling with mop bucket) “Shit!”
me: (taking bucket from her) “No, just a lot of water.”
Fred: (bringing a second bucket) “And a little pee.”
Hee…! Is that where you were playing hangman? I got it…I just couldn’t think of a suitably witty reply at that point, and then forgot to go back. Sowwy.
…Chocolate milk, anyone? *puts a hershey-squirt into glass of milk*
My brain isn’t running on all cylinders either. Unfortunately, I have to finish a bunch of work before I go home. I just did the hardest part of it — now I plug numbers into spreadsheets for the next hour or two.
*Summons Diabolos*
Go! Use Flamethrower! You too, Squirtle!
*Gets owned. Hard.*
I feel like a total nerd now. No girlfriend, no money, stays on the computer all day, and I can’t even beat the game I’m supposed to be good at!
*Cries in a corner*
And… That game is?
And there’s nothing wrong with being single, there’s actually great benefits! Like… Um… *Sigh*
*Sits in corner, back to wall of course*
Don’t worry, Qwaz. It’s been a hard week for me, too. I did miss you all week. I think FailBlog though was the only thing keeping me sane during my homework, ’cause I didn’t have enough time to play games.
I can’t think of anything, so I’ll quote Lighbulb on Graphjam
“When I was doing my grocery shopping the other day, a little kid planted his feet in the middle of the aisle and yelled ‘Feeeeeceees!’”
Most asian restaurant bathrooms I’ve been in have been like this… my korean ex-bf says it’s because communal bathrooms are common over there. I don’t know how true this is, but for me all evidence points to yes.
For the record I don’t even care if people sit in the bathroom with me, though. ;x It’s your funeral if it’s #2.
Alright, Super terrible goodbye letter begins… now.
Bloggers, It seems my time here has come to a close. Due to school starting in just two days, and the grades I’d made last year (Which were bad), I won’t be getting any computer time for QUITE awhile.
Interesting what impact a website called FAILBlog can have on a boy’s life, isn’t it? For me; it all started with a heart of evil, just looking for someone to make fun of (“Your mother” joke to Velvet, which I regret greatly). Now, It all ends with a heart full of pride and joy that I can find true, genuine companionship with complete strangers. Each and every one of you Regulars has shown me there’s decent people in the world, and I just don’t even know how to express it at all, it’s just that great. From the people here since practically day one like The Moomin, Avis and DW, to people who have just now hopped on board like Captain Obvious and even InvisibleShadow.
The past 3 months have been overwhelmingly crazy, with each day more mind blowing than the next (Except for weekends). Anti trolling, which is actually fun sometimes to come up with new ways to get rid of them; Brewski gave birth to a squid; Aiki got married, I know that’s not a FB thing, but I find it beautiful nonetheless; I powered a fail (I know no-one finds this impressive anymore but me, I just thought I’d toss it in there )
You all make great life coaches, that’s for sure. I mean, I could hardly type a correct sentence when I came here, now look at me! For what… that’s worth. I now know that if given a choice to take away a sense it would be smell, because that is something crucial to RL living.
Pretty much what I want to say is, I love you all. And I mean that to the greatest extent.
PS: Can we make sure the people who have left today see this? I would appreciate it.
PPS: I blame Arthur for every mistake in this letter.
PPPS: “It’s not the heat, it’s the humidity!!”
PPPPS: Dire Straits. Get’s the earworm. Remember it.
Final thought: *SUPAH DUPAH SQUEEZAMONGOUS*
With great, Great respect,
-Zane, Better known as Qwaz.
I don’t think we were properly introduced, which seems a shame now. Let’s hope that this is not a farewell but that in due time you will return to these grounds a happy and proud young man.
Bring some good stories with you.
The best of luck!
Hey Qwaz, I know we didn’t really talk much, but nonetheless, goodbye. You’ll be missed by many here, and good luck with your grades! Keep it cool, and represent our generation! And maybe even in a few months we’ll be seeing you here and there over here at FB.
But who is going to help out when it’s time to bring out the lawn chairs?
But seriously, it’s been great having you here, especially as you were you usually posting in the brief periods when I was able to get to Failblog. All the best mate, and I hope we see you again someday. Here’s a *squeeze* for the road.
Oh Qwaz, say it ain’t so!
Some of your comments cracked me up way longer than they should have. I’ll miss you and your sense of humor.
Good luck at school, and come visit when you can.
It’s has been the failpeeps’ pleasure to have met you, Zane/Qwaz. Best wishes for you. Please take what you’ve learned here and feed your love of learning at school. Do us proud and be a lifelong inquisitive and thoughtful soul.
Your next lesson: moderation and self-control. There is no reason why you have to be a total stranger. Learn to put what’s most important in your life first, and you will find that you can make time for a little blogging once in a while.
I’m not too sure how you did it, but with your advice you may have saved this blogger’s future as a… blogger.
I doubt I will ever get to meet you IRL, but if I do, I’d very much like to shake your hand, sir.
For now, all I can offer is a huge *SQUEEZE*
I’m not reading over 590 comments to see if somebody has mentioned this before, but that’s a family restroom, the extra toilet is so your 3 year old can go without having to wander into another bathroom alone and the chairs are so you can nurse a baby.
Ready for a tea party. Meh
Are you teh madhatter of Ghandi?
Actually, upon reflection on this not-so-wonderfail landing here through the lookingglass, I think I’ll pass on the potty party.
Please come to Boston for the teatime.
I’m stayin’ here with some friends and they’ve got lots of room.
I’ll take the seat on the left thanks
ouh i need to use the bathroom!
I Like a cup of apple juice or maybe some lemonade.
I’ll invite 2 girls, but I only have 1 cup.
I was in Boston on Sunday. Didn’t see this Fail there, though. I saw some Engrish, though. I was in Chinatown.
They must serve one hell-of-a prune danish with your tea.
Yes, made exclusively by Phillips.
bwahahahaha that was so good.
I’ve sipping a cup of green tea with a huge lemon slice from my lemon tree.
Don’t drink the yellow tea!
:ick:
Oh! So that’s what they make yellow snow cones from!
O.o
♫Watch out where the huskies go,
and don’t you eat that yellow snow!♫
does anyone else find it ironic that ‘tea’ and ‘pee’ rhyme?
Alanis Morissette, is that you?!
*hugs dilly*
sorry, thats all we serve here
but… all I wanted was a cola…
could u plz tell were the bathroom is?
i don’t quite know how to say this but… you’re in it
beside your table . o.O
Hey, Arthur! Here’s a thought: Suppose flushing either one causes the other to spray water up. Even more entertaining than a food fight, I’d say.
Entertaining?
Well, from the front-row table.
No?
What if the 2 people on the seats had on those glasses with fake mustaches.
Still no?
Help me develop this – I think I’ve got a show for Fox here somewhere.
Sell it as a reality TV type thing. Kinda like Big Brother. The members of the household must do everything together.
*wouldn’t watch that show for all the money in the world*
Is it really possible that no one’s referenced the old SNL commercial yet? (Gotta go – no pun intended – or I’d look it up, but it’s hard to find SNL video clips sometimes.)
The toilet for lovers? I had totally forgotten that one! That was hysterical!
Also? I think some company actually makes those things.
:ick:
Dangit…the blogmonster ate my nickie-clickie. Trying again…
homebuilding.thefuntimesguide.com/images/blogs/TwoDaLoo_double_sided_toilet.jpg
*falls onto fainting couch*
P.S Google Toilet Fail.
Yeah I Saw That! And No MRN Its Not Hard. (unless if your computer is as slooooow as a slug then,yeah its hard. it will probably take a day to see the SNL commercial)
So…
What would happen if both were flushed at the exact same time? Something explodes? Reality shatters? Or nothing?
No,You Flush And The Toilet Overflows And Soon It Explodes!
Is it Chinese tea?
I’m always ready for a pee party.
LOL
more like a “pee” party
How would u like it if people see you eating? this is so wrong! eating should be private!
OK, let’s meet in the break room…errr…..
I don’t think I’ll be eating any cake left in this break room.
Especially not chocolate cake!
*bleah face*
Ugh… Lurk, didja really have to? I just made a chocolate cake for dessert…
Does it have nuts in it?
*breaks out the halibut*
Quit it.
*thwack!*
NAAAAOOOOOOOOO
Pssst… he’s not a troll. Most of the time.
Hey I have a troll quota to fulfill.
I never said he was a troll. I *thwack!*-ed him because he’s trying to put me off of eating the cake I worked hard to bake.
Oh, Ok. Carry on.
Noooo…this is an improper use of halibut. Sorry, Shadow, but I’ll have to fine you.
Let him complete my coarse, first.
Don’t be too rough on him, now.
He’ll be ground into nothing in the penal system! He can’t handle a rough punishment. Surely Justice can the medium coarse today.
Hmm, refresh fail. I suppose I should have polished my reply a little more carefully…..
Don’t worry, Dragon, I’ll be sieval.
Showing Shadow some true grit are we?
Yeah, but ‘fess up – how many of you keep your toothbrush in your bathroom? I know, I know, it’s your bathroom, not a public facility, but still…
Ever heard of a medicine cabinet? Far away from the toilet!
Mine goes in a case before going into the medicine cabinet.
It’s my bathroom. I know exactly what goes on in there!
Avis, you only think you do. What happens when you…*dramatic music* leave?
I live alone, so I’m pretty sure I know what happens in there. Unless the spiders are getting together and having tea parties in there.
I try to keep up. But I have a three-year-old boy. I frequently find surprises in the bathroom…
I once read an article about a lady who lived with a family for some time without them knowing. She would hide around the house and come out when they left for work, school etc…eat food and such.
I know the story you’re thinking of! It was in Japan! And she lived in some guys closet (somehow) for quite some time. And he didn’t even know she was there! I saw something on TV about it.
Don’t forget Lazlo from Real Genius.
“Why do you wear that on your head?”
“Because if I wear it anywhere else, it chafes!”
Which Lazlo? From The T.V Show “Camp Lazlo”On C.N?*
*Cartoon Network
He’s a character from the movie Real Genius. Don’t worry, it’s way before your time.
Val Kilmer in his youth.
I was thinking of the immortal words of Socrates, who said, “… I drank what?”
It’s a moral imperative.
I saw a similar story in the morning news, someone “hid” in a families attic for months without them knowing. They caught on as he got bolder, moving things around the house and raiding their fridge and cupboards when they weren’t home. I think it was here in America, but I’m not sure where.
And I thought the damn squirrel in my attic was a pain in the ass.
You shouldn’t be putting him there.
Kinky
Armageddon!
I believe you’re thinking of potatoes. The squirrel is most definitely in my attic.
Well, I know what goes on in mine too, and keeping it clean is all well and good but Avis, at some point you’re just trying to polish a sh!t.
Small house – medicine cabinet is 2 1/2 ft from toilet.
The medicine cabinet has a door though, right?
We kept ours on top of the cabinet across the room (we are a very tall family) until we found one of our kitties just loves to chews da teeth brushes. Blech!
It’s easy to gross yourself out if you start thinking about things too much. Wasn’t it the Mythbusters who filmed the toilet plume? Sometimes you just have to forget about it and trust that what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.
That is why I never go into a restaurant kitchen.
maybe you forgot, that cats *need* to eat grass to stay healthy. and when no grass is in reach, they go for desperate methods. so it’s really your fault for not offering a meadow for your poor kitty.
So that’s what happened to my stash. Son of a . . .
Hey, what’s in this sh!t man?
Mostly maui-wowie, man.
Yeah?
But it’s got some cat in it.
I had to follow him around with a little baggie for three days before I got it back.
tsk tsk, should of used the cat as a bong.
No, you should have used the cat to vanquish evil. Haven’t you seen laser cats?
Fuzz is not frist, fer sher
*whips it good*
Okay.
*tapping foot*
How’dja do it? Inquiring minds want to know.
*sits on edge of seat waiting for potty humor*
Doodie…
*trys not to laugh*
*face turns red*
*bursts out laughing*
Because it’s a group activity.
“Twins, Max! …Can you imagine the mathematical possibilities?”
Wow, the filter kept that one for awhile didn’t it?
Yeah, and still about once a month I forget and use the !magine word!
Shockingly, the filter ate my clickie up there^^. It apparently doesn’t approve of a toilet built for two.
Where is your ímagination?
Obviously they had to put in a little bistro set to keep the Feng Shui in order.
It would be in the “friends” corner then?
*expected flowers too*
They’re in the cute little end table between the “stalls”.
*facepalm*
“On”…
*bukkit*
I think this is a bathroom for teenage girls. They tend to need company.
*thought of REALLY bad pop-culture reference*
.
.
.
.
It’s the Dugger family bathroom.
I know. I’m probably going to hell for that one.
I laughed so hard, I’ll have to get us matching handbaskets!
Oh good, company!
And we grew up thinking eight is enough.
But Three’s Company.
As long as we kept it all in the family.
I’ll have to ask my three sons.
Aahhhh, those were happy days….
Yes, I remember, not-so-very-long ago, life was all silver spoons and joy. Now it’s about men behaving badly.
*Has a little hart to hart with Key*
I was hoping to stay in the seventy’s
Are you trying to M.A.S.H. his creativity???
Key is lost because his script went out the window…better begin a paper chase.
Thanks Dragon! I can tell you know how to have Good Times.
I’m sorry, that wasn’t meant the way it sounded. I didn’t mean to sound like a bad Soap opera. I better word things more carefully, and just take things One Day at a Time.
Hee! Yeah, my Wild (Kingdom) side might come out. We could stage a Laugh-In, though, and that would lighten things up.
Three sons? You must be a family guy.
Why? Father knows best.
As long as you remember the 8 Simple Rules.
This is starting to sound like a very full house.
They’re taking things Step by Step.
Saved by the Bell…
2nd!
These ones aren’t colour coded. How are we supposed to know what to do
♪ East or West
Where’s the best
For romancing?
… ‘Cross the floor
Cheek to cheek … ♫
Lovin’ that affection Fuzz, now, once more with feeling!
Uh oh, the music just stopped!
*runs and sits down on the nearest seat*
*falls in the toilet*
Hey! Who forgot to put the seat down?!
Damn, damn, damn!
damnit!!
I’d like to order a number 2 with extra ketchup.
We’re out of ketchup! Sorry.
Some extra salt wouldn’t hurt either, just to spice up the taste..
now serving number 28
gross ^
Says the user with the name “boner salad”.
*Snickers*
You can’t be a Snickers. Snickers have nuts.
*runsawaywithaquickness*
Well, I always knew there was a way to have my pee parties!
Whoa, easy there R. Kelly. Where do you think you are, Failblog?
That reminds me of Dave Chappelle’s R. Kelly remix.
Clickie. NSW.
I’m sad he won’t do any more seasons…
Me too Tech, me too.
+1
Classic clicky
Or Me! The Failer!
Haven’t they ever heard the adage? “Don’t s*** where you eat?”
But what if you eat where you s**t?
In Russia s**t eats YOU!
…..Wait that’s the Amazon….
(Sorry I couldn’t help myself)
Dinner and a show?
Do you only tip once, since the server and the bathroom attendant are probably the same person?
It’s a helluva job so yes.
Of course. It’s a shitty job.
*oooopsie! adult language escape*
That’s it young man, I’m taking you to the bathroom to wash your mouth with soap. Want anything to eat while we’re there?
*reaches for nice, clean gun in purse*
Tech, clickie before I blow your brains out.
*waits patiently*
*looks at watch*
Time’s up!
*reaches for purse*
I looked I looked…please don’t blow my brains out. I rarely use it but still.
*rummages around in purse*
*looks around nervously for Leila*
Okay, you asked for this!
*whips out tissues and points between Tech’s eyes*
Darn, not again….
*headdesk*
Refresh Fail Bukkit, please.
We’re going to have to have a little talk about you and your gangster ways, young lady…
Can we just pretend I didn’t call you young man?
I mean I usually take the hands on approach to identify sex but it’s hard to do via interweb.
*sneaks tissues back into purse*
Sure, tech, no problem. Easy mistake to make. No worries.
*adds tech to the “watch” list*
I find waiting until someone else makes this mistake before referring to any gender related comments works well.
Well, at least you don’t have to walk far to wash-up after your meal. Dontcha love convenience?
They should have this setup at Stake N’ Shake. I swear, as soon as you are finished eating, you have to poo something fierce.
White Castle would be another venue this would be appropriate for.
Oh, wow, Star.
*please pass the TMI bukkit*
Bleh!
Sorry PP. Where’s that bukkit?
*kersplorch*
LOL, that’s the same sound…nevermind.
I can remember my uncle telling me how in the US Army a few decades ago had a similar setup. He made a point of trying to gross us out by telling us how they were “using the facilities” while sitting there talking to each other and shining their boots.
I don’t care what the times were like back then, yuk!
You don’t understand. This is the military version of male bonding.
Crap, this is going to require some movement.
*moves e two places to the left*
Nesting fail!!!
Moves comment up there ^^
*snork*
Now you need a double bukkit!
*Sits down for the show*
I heard it has a twist ending.
It’s a moving story.
*pulls up stool to listen*
Keymaster! You’re alive!
*See, Leila — I toldja I just grazed him.*
Urine trouble now for breaking the pun run.
PP!!
The seats are for the judges…it’s a _ _ _ – _ _ _ _ing competition.
I’ve tried every phone number I know in the blanks, and none of them make sense.
I’m just not privy to AA’s thoughts.
Hint: I wonder what a bull would be doing in a bathroom..
Oops I needed one more space. Somehow my mind actually thought there was another space there. I know I’m a little crazy, but that was different.
Try Jenny’s number MRN, 867-5309. That should flush out some ideas.
Jenny! I remember her. I got tanked one night, called her number, then we got high on pot. Wow.
It as easy as falling off a _ _ _.
C’mon, open that valve and let the humo(u)r flow!
You beat me to it. I was googling it because I wasn’t sure if I remembered it right.
I take it you’re a young-un. Otherwise you’d have that number memorized from having heard it play a million times a day on every radio station in America for months on end. If so, you were spared. Count your blessings. If not, then I apologize for bringing back a bad memory.
And you can whistle “Angel in the Centerfold” in your sleep.
You can not properly claim to have been alive during the 80s if you don’t know every word to “Livin on a Prayer.”
Let’s not forget Wham’s “Careless Whisper!”
(Which some tasteless band had done a remake of, so I can be tortured by it all over again.)
♫Take my hand and we’ll make it I swear♫
Hey, where are you going with that? Bring it back!
Those songs are very very faded in my memory. I was born in 1984. Lets see here… carry the two…..Oh yeah I’m 25. I actually forget my age sometimes. Just last week I told someone I was 23 when they asked. I just don’t think about it because I haven’t celebrated a birthday or any other holiday since I was 17.
Lurk I think you mean Seether “Careless Whisper” don’t you? I actually kind of like that remake. I can remember bits and pieces of Livin on a Prayer, but the other one all I got is the little jingle of the numbers themselves. It was on some phone commercial, T-Mobile maybe.
♫Whooooa, We’re half way there
Whoooooooa, Livin’ on a Prayer…♫
No Jon NO!!!
It’s all coming back and I can’t get it out of my head!!
RHSC, yes that’s who I mean. I haven’t listened to the whole thing. I usually shut off the radio or change the station when it comes on. Hearing it so many times in the ’80s gave me a tic.
*eye twitches*
Born in ’84 RHSC? Daaamn, I got my drivers license that year!
He He! Yeah that’s one way to put age in perspective, but don’t worry I am not aware of zombies aging. Not sure how you handle decomposition though…
People can never figure out my age on the phone when someone calls me at work for tech support unless they catch me like this reference did.
FYI, I some of us came up with “THE Ultimate Weapon” a few fails back. You need to go infect Check Norris. Now THAT’s a zombie I don’t want to mess with! lol
Dang forgot to change my name to the more personal one I came up with at work….
I fail yet again….
PP is still #1 in my book.
Awwwww!
:blush:
Thanks, Key!
Ha Ha! Pee Pee! Sorry I really can’t control myself sometimes. I think I even made a reference to the same thing somewhere around here. I have issues the same way others hear voices in their heads… ” You’re just jelous because the voices won’t talk to you!”
Of course pee pee is number one, poo poo is number two, and safety is number three. These are basic rules of life that everyone should already know! Man I guess failblog already went totally dead hours ago becasue it seems like no ones here. I just managed to get off the floor after lauging so hard it hurt watching “Blazing Saddles”. For hte record, I was specifically told to wait to see tyhe “campfire scene” or something like that and NOT to google it.
It tortured me for a whole day not to do it, but it was sooooo worth it! The best part is that the fact I was waiting and wondering why I was told of some sort of scene made it three times as funny. I know posses triple the appreciation for the film that many more “mature” failers have for the movie.
My sides still hirt. Failblog Fail… Individuals from around the world reside here and it seems I am still the only one still here.
*sighs over loneliness, but still keeps randomly laughing about newly discovered movie”
This is like epic stock trading baby puking and going “woah!”
Poo Poo!!
Ooooopsie!
Here, let me make it up:
Q: Why does Tigger have that not-so-fresh smell?
A: You’d be stinky, too, if you played with Pooh all day!
Oooh, we’re telling jokes?
Q: What kind of phone do turtles use?
A: A shell-phone!
Q: How do you communicate with a fish?
A: Drop him a line!
I’m trying to think of something witty and relevant …. but I got nuthin’.
Just say poop and move along.
Or, if both toilets are occupied, just say “move” and poop along.
2poops1pot?
2 cups 1 table
2 spectators 1 embarrassed bathroom user?
1 embarrassed bathroom user would only need 1
cuptoilet, so what’s the other one for? To far away to get sick into …*pats on the shoulder*
It’s okay, nightshayde, we all know how glib you usually are.
*extrasquoosheesquozeeFridayhug*
Thanks — you made me smile IRL. *giggle*
Hellooooooo, Failpeeps! Did I miss the cuddle puddle? I know we had a pre-Friday cuddle puddle yesterday, but I’m hoping that wasn’t a replacement.
We had an early one in the last fail, but I don’t see why we can’t have another one here…
Woot!
The Cuddle Puddle is now open!!! Now we just need a volunteer to open the bar.
*strips down to her undies & dives into the puddle*
Quick someone get a camera!
*click*
*cuddlesqueezes Chan and Nightshayde*
Here’s as good a place as any!
*snaps fingers*
Garçon! Drinks all around!
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I guess I did more damage than I thought on that overpass and that curb.
If you use the ‘code’ html tag it will preserve spacing.
COOL!
*Cuddlesqueezes Nightshayde and Ms. B and anyone else who wants in on the cuddle puddle*
I don’t see Garcon… Could I get you something?
*squeeeeeeeeeeeeze*
I’ll have a girly, fruity drink please!
Me too please.
Why is nightshayde in her undies … and stuff?
Well — I don’t have my bathing suit with me & I didn’t want to get nekked. What was I supposed to do? Hmmm?
Hey! You got the Arthur thong! Sweet!
His face is like right ‘there’ and stuff. Watching…
*looks over her shoulder trying to see the back of her thong*
A little help here, please?
*spins around and around*
*falls down*
Depends on what exactly you need help with.
Getting up, silly! I just fell down.
I didn’t even get an adult beverage before I fell.
*heaves dramatic sigh*
*helps nightshayde get up*
Here, I’ll get you something. That way you can fall down again without shame.
The…point? That you were just going to stand there and do nothing if she needed help OTHER than getting up?
No, I’m pretty sure she got that.
Nah, it was sort of a failed attempt at innuendo. Kinda burned itself out at this point.
*giggle*
*squeeze*
Oh, goodness. The nasty customers have made me remiss in my duties!
*Squeezes for all*
*Mixes delightful girly drinks for DW and Leila*
Can I just have a beer Chani? I really need a beer, a hammock, and a nap.
Hi Chani. Sorry to crash the party, but can you spare a beer for this needy passerby?
There’s always beer!
*Points at new never-empty beer fridge*
Help yourselves!!
*snags a beer*
*passes out in the hammock*
*flops back in the puddle*
I’ll take one of those girly drinks, please.
AAAaahhhh!!! Thank you thank you.
*grabs 2 beers, one for each hand*
Now if I have to pee twice as bad, while drinking 2 beers, and using 2 toilets, I’m all set. Unless I get double vision. Then… lessee, 2, carry the four… then I’ll see 8 toilets?
*busily makes Ms B a B and B*
Hrm… Due to my inability to remain at the computer for any length of time, I’ve devised a simple, magical system. When you want drinks, think of them, and they will appear in your hand, at the appropriate temperature and perfectly mixed.
I hope that this works, in my back-and-forthiness.
I first saw that as frothiness. Now that’s a drink!
Oh, and thanks, Admiral.
*squeeze!*
Make mine a margarita, please.
*squeezes everybody*
And I’ll have another martini.
Shaken not stirred… to waltz time.
Oh yeah
*squeezes Lurk*
I’ll have a badass girly drink, please!
I’d like something sweet and dessert-like, such as a grasshopper, white russian, or chocolate martini, but I would love to be surprised! Please and thank you, and you can bet you’ll be getting a big tip!
Well, when I said I’d like to be surprised, you too me at my word, didn’t you?
I’ll have to try it, but there are few bars where I’d feel comfortable ordering something with that name!
*Tosses a “k” up in to the previous comment*
*Takes her drink and tries to remain steady on bar stool*
Well, they may or may not be aware of the drink – but I do seriously recommend it, on ice.
Yummers
The names of these things.
The horror.
*sips*
Early chat rooms.
There were just as sh*tty no?
That’s because people started dumping on each other.
Too much?
Then everything would go down the drain?
Yeah that’s about the time I realized things were starting to stink.
Ofcourse, everyone was so full of hot air in those chat rooms.
I know I’d piss the day away in there.
Sad as it may be, I have to go away for probably a good part of the day today. I have a house in dire need of a cleaning, and this fail only makes me want even more to make sure my house is sanitized for my protection. Soo…
*squeezes for everyone*
Have fun children. Be good while I’m gone.
*squeeze*
I’ll be watching you.
CUL8TR, Shadow!
*squeeze*
The family that shits together sticks together.
*drives by in splortscar*
*throws *squeezes* to all her FB friends*
*drives through part of the Cuddle Puddle, splashing everyone*
*tosses sham-wows to all in need*
*exits, stage left*
Get back here and join us!
*pouts*
We never see her anymore.
*backs up into thred*
Yeah, I know. I’m in the middle of major stress at work and have a fair dose of it non-workwise as well. I barely have time to play with my ICHC friends these days.
BTW, we are having a big event on ICHC (“lolcats” to you guys) on Monday 8/31. I will see to it that you guys get an official invite closer to the day so you can mark your calendars.
*drives off, sad that she can’t stay now, but looking forward to playing later*
*checks pocket for keys*
Hey, my keys!! They’re gone!!
Damn, she’s good!
*awed*
She stole the shiny right off my nail polish!
My shiny is there but she took the sparklies out of mine. *pouts*
That takes true talent.
Then why can’t she freaken take that vampire guy!!!! I didn’t mind the movie so much, but that part was downright retarded.
Don’t Worry Keymaster I’ll Get Them! *Gets On His MoterCycle Chopper* I’LL BE BACK!
*watches Failer pedal away on a pink Huffy complete with streamers, basket and horn*
My, my, my, he does have an active !magination doesn’t he?
*snork!*
Take your time, Failer. I’ll be here.
He needs a big orange flag.
SHUT THE F!@$ UP JIMBO!
Now now, no need for over-reaction.
Nice Huffy! I mean… Chopper.
Nice rack and pinion steering on your splortscar.
*covers own and other ladies’ racks*
ROFL!!! My mind went straight for that one!
*wipes her face with a ShamWow*
Who was that masked driver?
Eww! Don’t wipe your face with that! Do you know how many nasty that thing is? It’s only been washed once that I know of and that was a while ago.
No no no. I know LCB. She would never give me a sub-standard, disease-inducing ShamWow. Those are saved for the tee-arr-oh-ell-ells.
Hmmm… it must be time to break out another box of ShamWows from the cabinet.
*gets two boxes out of cabinet, places them on the table (NOT in the break room)*
Here we go, fresh ShamWows!
Oh I see. So maybe it’s not school starting back up that got rid of all the tee-arr-oh-ell-ells after all.
Failblog bio-weapon win!
So…how many nasty IS that thing, RHSC?
*sigh*
I thought I had gotten away with my poor editing skills. I changed my wording and messed it up. I should have known it wouldn’t escape your notice.
I have to confess I am a horrible speller too.
*Hangs head in shame*
It’s okay, we still love you.
*squeeze*
Wow that felt strange, I’ve never been squeezed before.
*Squeezes back*
In that case…
*squeeze*
*holds sign saying “FREE SQUEEZES”*
*smiles at passersby*
*SLAMS THE BRAKES*
*Backs up and grabs all the free squeezes*
*sneaks up behind Keymaster*
*tacklesqueezeey*
No hard feelings about shooting you earlier today, I hope?
‘course not! *squeeze!*
But you may want to ease up on that itchy trigger finger a bit. Your fellow bloggers may start to shy away if they feel they must fear for their lives when you’re around!
Thanks for the squeeze.
*squeezes RHSC*
Don’t worry, you’ll get used to getting squeezed by dudes soon enough.
Ah so you are psychic and knew what I was thinking. While OK with others choice in different lifestyles, it was still enough to make me apprehensive. Here I thought I was different from the stereotypical uptight American.
Same thing about the cuddle puddles, but I’ll get used to it. Especially when people like Nightshayde are jumping into them in their underwear!
Perhaps so. Some people here have a hard time keeping anything on.
Thing is, I don’t believe there is any visual proof of their actions. Dragon has a pic now and were going to make copies.
*pats NS*
You were. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in the altogether.
*squeeze*
Hey! I resemble that remark, RHSC!!!
Your apprehension was a normal feeling. I figured you fealt that way, because I too felt wierd the first time Brewski *squeezed* me. Our society has put a stigma on heterosexual men displaying any closeness to one another. Failblog has helped me examine that apprehension and understand how unnecessary it is. I thinks it’s cool that we are free to *squeeze* one another without knowing (or caring for that matter) what their sexual orientation is. The real world could learn a lesson from Failblog. Now cuddle puddles on the other hand are best kept here, as my wife would have a problem with me mixing it up with nekkid girls and boys IRL.
*With a sly mischievous smile*
Reaaaallllly?!?
Hope I didn’t offend you nightshayde I was just playing around. I know you’re taken.
Ha Ha! Starfish that is a very good way to sum it up.
Even once I’m used to it I still may worries a little with Brewski. You never know what that guy will do if he’s been drinking. It’d probably be fun to play drinking games with him. He’s crazy, but you got to love him.
Brewski’s the best. I wish I knew a guy like him IRL.
*sigh*
*ponders “splortscar”*
*decides it was a drive-by typo*
*doesn’t correct*
*Fridaysqueeze* lolcatburglar!
It wasn’t a typo. But it also doesn’t need correcting.
I like that splortscar. Hey now about that fail. So I have a shy bladder so watching me will kill my bladder.
You wouldn’t last very long in the US Army. They do random drug tests every month. When your name comes up, they take you to the bathroom and put their face about 2 feet from your *ehem* and have to watch you fill the cup.
They c u p?
*Shudder* yes. I drank about a half gallon of water when my name came up. Wait forever in line, then when it came to my turn I had a 5 Eagle moment. I was in literal pain for hours.
!!Disclaimer: Mention of my toilet habits involved. Read at your own risk!!!
I have the least shy bladder in existence. I make a point when I drink of peeing on every tree in whoever is having the party’s yard. I once peed on a parked car in downtown Cincinnati. I only make foolish and illegal decisions about my bladder when I’m not entirely sober, but I’ve never had a drug test issue. I just don’t care.
Well, you’ve just insured that you’ll never get invited to a party at my house.
I did put up a disclaimer. These type of decisions are the reason I’ve stopped going to parties. Everything seems like a good idea when I’ve had a few too many. I’m the guy who thinks climbing things is funny when he’s drunk too. That usually means unexplained injuries the next day.
Have you appeared in front-page fails?
He’s a closet fail I think. That must be why his name says he needs a day off. That’s when the heavy drinking occurs.
Hey Jimbo I found you a party buddy. Skip to about 1 minute and 5 seconds to see the funny part.
*CLICKY*
Jimbo, don’t get me started on drunk urinal games. I once had a car I … um … didn’t respect. We’d take it off road late at night, drink bottles of Everclear and/or cases of beer, climb up on the hood and use the windshield as a urinal cake. While people were making out in the front seat (also drunk, of course).
I know folks, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. Booze, testosterone and youth can sometimes be a silly combination.
We did something similar, and similarly stupid, some years ago. I had a rental car which I hated, it was late November, and we had been drinking a lot of beer. So, long story short we decided to empty our bladders against the outside of the car all night. We neglected to think about the temperature. It was about 10 below freezing that night. (read about -4 if you’re across the pond) When I woke up and went out to drive home I realized the funny gag from the night before was now a solid coating of yellow ice. Literally the entire car was covered.
:ick:
He’s proud as a pee-cöck about it, too.
Well, you can do that when you “just don’t care” about any else, yanno?
Dragon, I don’t know if you’re still around but let me know what you think of this clickie I have here. The difference of Insured, Ensured, and Assured.
Technically I believe you still are right, but isn’t that the less acceptible one?
I realize I certainly have no room to talk when it comes to proper English or spelling though..
Oh so YOU”RE that guy who keeps killing my plants and trees. At least I get the comfort of knowing that your avatar will burn in h*ll.
*CLICKY*
You’d be quite handy in case of a small, say, kitchen fire.
*notes Jimbo’s pee-pee ability for next small kitchen fire*
Jellyfish sting, too.
I have a friend who told me from personal experience that that doesn’t work.
:ick!:
Actually this is something I hadn’t heard before. Sometimes it does work apparently.
(Click to see the source of the following paragraph)
“Hopefully, this is on a clothing-optional beach. Ooh! Cover your eyes, honey! Urine only works if it is acidic. Depending on diet, urine is not always acidic. Therefore, urine does not always work. Vinegar, however, always works. Moral of the story: use vinegar.”
Actually, RHSC, I’m with you there – use vinegar. I live at the beach, and I have to say, I’d rather run up to someone’s beach house looking like a psycho and asking for vinegar than getting a friend to pee on me.
Also, for fire ants, use a base – baking soda or very, VERY dilute ammonia.
Only if you’re R-Kelly Keymaster
Yeah Bearly but I doubt too many people are going to have a bottle of vinegar handy that are close enough to treat it in time. As I understand it, you have to do this fairly quickly to get the best fix.
I’ve heard the fire ant one too. Learned it the hard way. When I was deploying to Iraq we went to Washington state for urban combat training. They have these fire ants that are huge. Their ant hills are as tall as some people and they attack in masses. Painful freaken things!
Careful he may only screw things up even more. Think about it, super strenght jet stream will only spread a grease fire everywhere. Speaking of super powered Jimbo, it makes you wonder how other bodily functions may not work so well around “normal” people.
I mean a BIG — BIG kitchen fire. That’s what I meant to say.
*fleesawaywithakindaquickness*
(In the old Mortal Combat voice of Scopion)
Hey!, “GET OVER HERE!”
…Good thing I’m used to everyone having a gun.
*circles back in splortscar, gives Avis an extra drive-by *squeeze**
*squeeze*
I hope your day/week/whatever gets less stressful!
*seconds that*
We’ll miss you until then!
*thirdz that which has been seconded*
Seems like this week has been rough on a lot of people.
*fourths that which has been thirded which has been seconded*
*Needs a fifth*
OK
*takes a deep breath*
*fifthesth-th-th that which has been fourthed that has been thrided which has been seconded*
The sixth sheik’s sixth sheep’s sick, but the sixth sheik and sixth sheep sixthes it too.
ACKTTHHLLLPPPTTT!
…Erm…thome help, pleathe? Mah tong ith ing a gnot!
*pats DW on the back*
Here…have another girlie drink. It will wash the ACKTTHHLLLPPPTTT! right down.
Dragon, I’ve been practicing the cherry stem maneuver you taught me for just such a misevent.
*smooches and unties*
Good one Keymaster, that one is even hard to read silently.
Aaaaaaaaaaaah. MUCH better! Theng-kew, Admiral.
*tries to tie tongue in knot again*
*Toilet humo(u)r mode: Activated*
*Flush*
Player two has left the game.
You look downright flushed with excitement, Qwaz.
The excrement never stops around here.
I keep expecting somebody to put a lid on it. But everybody has their minds in the sewer so it never happens.
…and stuff
Like totally!
hey, did you check out that movie trailer?
But of course! Looking forward to seeing that one sometime soon!
its a spectators sport
But sometime you have to push to get out
I bet that’s the finals room for a very shitty contest!
Just popping in to say that I had one drink too many and that this is the ideal opportunity to let you all know that stumbling onto FB last year was one of the milestones in my lif eand that I wish that I had more time to spend here (esp. on the CET evening fails) nd that I love you all!!!
*SQUEEZE*
First,GrannyCatFlap,Then,czuhc Man, Its Like A Family Reunion!
Man, Last Time We Saw GrannyCatFlap Was When I first Came To The Fail Blog Comments And I Was With MRN,czuhc,Brewski,Leila(with her E-kitty), Ms B, And Sponge Betty! and It Was All On Gumball Machine Fail Google it To See It
Hee! Aww, drunken Czuhc is a sweetie!
*Squeezes tightly*
AWww!!!
*gives Czuhc a big dragon-squeeze*
We miss you, too!
Awwwwwwwww CZ – good ta see ya!!
*randomly POUNCES on WN*
Just because…
*manly sailor hug*
*another manly bear hug*
*followed by a beard hug*
If you have to ask you wouldn’t understand. It’s a beard thing…
I first read that as you were pooping in.
*feels czuhc looks strangely familiar*
*feels warm inside*
*wonders if it’s the triple-martini that’s responsible*
That was really nice, czuhc.
Hee! I love you man!
*Squeeze*
Awwww! You’re so cute!
*squeeeeeeze!*
*squeeze*
*squeeze*
Yeah, well, what he said.
*squeeze*
I thought new years eve is the perfect moment for emotions like that?
(I feel the same way!)
Family that eats, pees and poos together stays together.
Especially when they do it all in the same place and have an arrangement with the local cemetery.
Enlighten me oh dead one … what sort of arrangement could you possibly have at a cemetery?
Google Cemetery Fail Than You Can See His Cemetery And The Name He Chose For It.
Funny you should ask, my Ma has a plot with her family in her hometown. Fortunately for me it’s on the other side of the continent and in another country, that’ll make it convenient for me when she kicks off.
Many families make arrangements to be buried together long before it comes time for a shovel. My grandparents own plots where their parents and siblings are buried and my parents have plots there too. This is actually extremely common. I worked as assistant caretaker of a cemetery for several summers. (My Grandfather was the caretaker, so I never thought it was weird.) We dealt with this kind of thing on a regular basis. Often times it was heartbreaking because what brought someone in was a tragic death and the family needed to make arrangements to be buried with their loved one someday. Knowing that they would be laid to rest beside the person they lost helped many families.
So, if your spouse cannot account for his absences from office he’s not having an affair but taking a crap elsewhere?
(Did that make any sense at all?)
Nope.
Try again.
But then I am in need of a serious nap since I was kept awake by a very bright spotlight. *yawn*
Teehee.
*looks at Leila sternly*
No more slapping…okay?
*squeeze*
Ooops! The electric bill is going to be a little high this month.
*turns off spotlight*
*squeeze*
*writes “haven’t seen any all month – will not pay” on bill*
*returns to sender*
I did the same thing with my X…ZING!
PS: I would offer to help you pay for the electricity but I spent all my $ on gifts and stuff…
*squeeze*
Really? Hmm. I had some mean mommy drag me into a dark corner when I first confessed to being a RedHeadedStepChild. She never let me out either. I’m already as white and pasty as the Irish get!
Wait..
Spent all your money on gifts… Where’s MINE!?
Tell you what, go get one of those photos Dragon got and I’ll accept that.
Lounge chairs in the bathroom… major no no.
Picnic time! Uh oh, that baloney sandwich didn’t sit well. Excuse me, I’m going to head to the other side of the room for about 10 minutes, and it could get ugly.
All right, front row seats!!! I hear this one is going to be a real shit show.
Is this better or worse than a girl using a urinal?
Better. It’s a family affair.
This isn’t a fail. It’s a restroom set up for women to nurse. They’d need the table to either set up the breast pump or the diaper bag. You don’t see enough restrooms like this and there should be more of them, it’s extremely considerate.
*facepalm*
*sighs*
Yes. Yes, it is the table that is the fail in this pic. Indeed.
Reminds me of when I nursed my baby while taking care of other business, you know, multitasking…
…extremely considerate indeed.
I thought the fail was they were playing poker and were short of couple of chairs, so they used the bathroom.
Two flushes and a pair lose to a full house.
HAH!!!!
*squeeze*
You made me laugh.
I knew I was feeding someone a straight line.
The pair of you have always treated me like a royal.
*Squeezes*
…because you never splash the pot.
*SQUEEZE!*
Hee! I always check for position.
*wonders why a nursing room would need a second toilet*
Let it go sweetie.
In case the baby has to go too?
In order to make room for women to have a sitting area to nurse, you can tell they chose to take out the stalls to make one big room instead of a room with two stalls. You can tell from the rails on the wall, that was probably the handicapped stall. Yes, it looks tacky and you’d think it was odd if you were walking in but it would be a fail if their intention from the beginning was to build the bathroom with two toilets next to each other.
I’ve been invited over for a dinner and a communal shit. I’ve heard they cheer each other on, “shit shit shit!”
I don’t think I’d want to sit in ANY chair in that room.
Could be worse. Never liked those double-seater toilets. They never really caught-on but there’s still a few around here….
Random complaint of the day.
I got home from work and went to make myself a baked potato for lunch. I go to grab the butter out of the fridge, and it’s not there. Weird because I had just opened a new tub. I call my husband, and he lets me know that his sister took it with her to work yesterday and forgot to bring it home. Who takes a whole tub of butter to work with them?!
Oh SuzieQ!!!! You’re needed!!!!
If you want it whipped, PP has a whip. But she gave it to fuzz.
I think Suzie’s going to avoid me for a while!
If there’s a potato missing too I think we know why the butter has gone.
No no. I didn’t touch the butter, but dang it no one touches my Irish potatoes!
Unless they’re suggesting some sort of naughty stuff…
This fail’s posts are perfect for me. My mind is so far down the gutter it ended up trapped in the sewers.
Yes, and he was most ungrateful, too.
*orders another bullwhip from Amazon*
Check it out! This one’s even LONGER (and doesn’t even have any teethmarks on it). It’s gonna make a mighty nice *crack* on someone’s … erm … crack
*ahem*
No No PP (ha ha I said peepee) the teethmarks ADD to the value. Unless I missed something.
Oh gosh, how do you reply to this without sounding incredibly inconsiderate?
Ins…ins?? Insured?? Overly insured people are more paranoid than insecure..
You would think that they fix that whole “cut off” frame issue. I’ve done web design and it really isn’t a hard thing to correct.
Kill her! Who eats butter you should be eating margarine cheaper.
When the margarine folks claim that butter kills, they don’t mean using butter should incur the death penalty.
Ms B; today it’s take your tub of butter to work day.
Or is it take your child to work day?
Depends, if you’re in the US some of our kids ARE a tub of butter.
Lunch in the ladies room? Yes, let’s.
I have nightmares like this….
Did anyone see that we had ~1,000 comments to the Public Speaker fail? Good job, FP friends!
Bullwhips … er … adult beverages of choice for everyone!
*wipes tear*
It’s so beautiful!
*sniff*
Its ok Perpetually Perturbed
*hands hanky to P.P.*
A 1,000 eh? we done gooder.
*takes hanky proffered by 5E*
*dab, dab, dab*
Thanks!
I noticed!!!
That whip really works doesn’t it?
I did see that. I was wondering if that was a record or something, but it didn’t take long for me to arrive at the conclusion that a place like failblog must have a higher record than that.
Yup. We’ve topped a thousand on numerous occasions!
Mmm – cosy…
never mind – broke rule #1
*goes to bed*
Not # 2?
Rule #1: seat should be up.
Rule #2: seat should be down.
Rule #3: safety!
No. No. No. No.
Rule #1: seat should be down
Rule #2: see Rule #1
Rule #3: see Rule #1
Rule #3.1: safety
ROFL! You know what’s sad? I have been living alone since I was 17 and I am still “Toilet Seat Trained”! I assume it’s a mental scar from the struggle of my upbringing. I had 3 sisters and 2 brothers. The battle of the sexes never happened. I guess it was already lost/won before I even got there.
I can honestly say I won that battle. I told my Mom and sister I would leave the seat either up or down. They tested me to see if I would leave it down, I did, they gave in. I come from a stubborn family… No one complained of a wet butt in my family though. Everyone learned to look before they used the toilet.
That’s the part I never got! If we can look down and even physically lift it, why can’t they so much as look down? I may be bringing the wrath of the women on me for saying this, but I’ll take a chance.
Did you happen to check my “Your avatar will burn in h*ll” clicky? Not to push a subject, but I can’t help but think of it every time I see your pic!
2canpoo
Sounds like a dish’s name @ a Thai restaurant.
I’ll stick with the pad thai and fried tofu, please.
some deep dish humor maybe
This is the table you get when you order pad see ew.
For people who are inappropriately close to their friends??
“I can’t pee alone! Come with me and sit at the table so we can talk!”
To whom it may concern: Have a wonderful weekend!
*logs off*
Only slightly off-topic: Somebody accidenty’d the urinal in the men’s room in my office and we had a flood. The clean-up conversation after we got it stopped went something like this:
Judy: (wrestling with mop bucket) “Shit!”
me: (taking bucket from her) “No, just a lot of water.”
Fred: (bringing a second bucket) “And a little pee.”
*giggle-snork*
I like the open floor plan…it’s very zen…ya know what would really sell it? I really big window in that wall to bring in the light.
Clickie!Nice place to sit down and have good conversation on just about any subject (Except bad odours…LOL).
Sweet, thanks! Never before have I had so much fun unrolling and then rolling back up a TP roll.
Oh Draaaagggoooonnnn!!!!! You need to check facebook…
Did you put up a frightening Bejeweled score?
I am friends with you and DW, NS. Could one of you give me a friend suggestion for Ms B? Thanks!
*sniff*
She’s not my friend.
Hopefully, DW can help (maybe she can help both of us). *has a hopeful*
I just asked her. *crosses fingers*
*not sure whose fingers, though*
She said Yes! She said Yes!
sregnif dessorc htiw steehsdaerps no krow ot hguot s’tI ?kcab esoht evah I nac – mU
Oh, sorry. My bad.
*snorkity*
I also recommended you guys to Judy and JennyIsBusy.
Thanks!
*admires shiny new FB friends on FB*
Woot! Thank you, DW.
Did they diarrhea?
*head desk*
Well-played, LCB!
Sorry. I couldn’t control myself.
*snerk*
I’m not encouraging this pun-run.
It’s ok.
I’m no longer in teh immodium.
*changes subject*
That’s a lovely shart you’re wearing, LCB!
….*is ashamed of self*
The two of you are going to bowel me over with your wit.
*is more ashamed of log rolling joke nobody got up there^^^*
Hee…! Is that where you were playing hangman? I got it…I just couldn’t think of a suitably witty reply at that point, and then forgot to go back. Sowwy.
…Chocolate milk, anyone? *puts a hershey-squirt into glass of milk*
:ick:
This toilet humor is a bit rough(age) on my tummy.
Yeah, NS. You do look a little flushed.
I just couldn’t bring myself to write that joke out earlier, so I cut it off. It seems quaint in hindsight.
That’s odd: Most men don’t know how to put the lid down.
I’m not ruthless; if someone floats a good idea I’ll go along.
I love to sit down with friends and just talk about poo
Not good at 4pm when Britons try too see you poo in PUBLIC! *I have a bad case of Diarrhea Song Plays*
I HAVE A BAD CASE OF DIARRHEA (4x)!
I don’t know why, but my brain just isn’t functioning today. I guess it’s because I’ve been lacking my FB fix all week.
So, Since I have nothing witty, creative, or funny to say; I give you a random quote pulled from the archives of my Junk Brain.
“There can be only one”
Hiya, Qwaz!
*squeeze*
My brain isn’t running on all cylinders either. Unfortunately, I have to finish a bunch of work before I go home. I just did the hardest part of it — now I plug numbers into spreadsheets for the next hour or two.
Me neither. The most creative thing I could come up with was the fish joke.
Just to put it in there, I forgot to squeeze Qwaz, Alice and NightShayde as I came in.
*squeezes all*
Still wearing the Master Quest crown, I see?
I are proud!!! *squeezeall*
Well, I probably should take it off.
It’s rather stylish. Goes with any outfit.
Listen, I’ve been wearing that crown for a few weeks, so for now, I’ll give it a break.
I didn’t say you were condemned to wear it forever and always, just that it’s shiny.
I KNOW THAT!
*Backs…Away…Slowly*
*Throws wallet* Take it! It’s got $40, a bus pass, a picture of my lady friend, and a Gamestop Giftcard!
*Runsawayinapanic*
Why are you leaving? Was it something I said or something I did? Did my words not come out right? *takes wallet*
♫ Don’t want your love.
Don’t want your money.
All I want is the key to your Ferrari! ♫
*Asks Alice for a share*
Qwaz, you use muffins, not wallets! But thanks anyway.
…
On an unrelated note, I feel like a total nerd now.
*gives CO 20 dollars*
Reminds me of the last two days before my science project is due.
*Plugs random data he doesn’t really care about into spreedsheet*
Ca-Can’t… Sleep…
Consider your friends here to be cellmates.
Very nice cellmates who like to *squeeze everyone*, but not in a creepy manner.
*squeeze*
… and yes, I got the “cell” thing. Unfortunately, I got nuthin’.
*spreads sheets on the floor*
Time to play Twister!! Woohoo!
Left foot, Dragon’s face!
That wasn’t very nice.
*gives Alice a stern look*
Let her try it…she’ll have a charred stump to show for it.
Why did Alice just put her foot on the back of my head?
*smooooch!*
I just sent you an e-mail, DW. Nothing crucial – just finally thought to send it.
*tries it*
FB REG NIGHTSHAYDE challenges you to a battle!
Go! PIDGEOTTO!
Use FALCON PUNCH!
*has Pokemon – but they’re at home*
Ok, but can we finish this later?
Hmmmm. I’d summon Fenrir, but my SMN is only level 11. *sigh*
I NOT HAS A SMN LEVEL!!!!!!
Wait wait wait. You wanna summon a weapons bike? Or am I thinking of a different Fenrir?
You’re thinking of a different Fenrir. Mine is a glowing black/blue/purple wolf-dog thing. Pretty puppy!
Ladies and Gents, The Fenrir my mind has given me.
Ladies and Gents, The TRUE Fenrir NS’s mind has given us all.
Close — it’s the FFXI Fenrir rather than the FFIX Fenrir. Excellent effort, though!
Gah! Two games off. I won’t post another video I promise.
*Summons Diabolos*
Go! Use Flamethrower! You too, Squirtle!
*Gets owned. Hard.*
I feel like a total nerd now. No girlfriend, no money, stays on the computer all day, and I can’t even beat the game I’m supposed to be good at!
*Cries in a corner*
And… That game is?
And there’s nothing wrong with being single, there’s actually great benefits! Like… Um… *Sigh*
*Sits in corner, back to wall of course*
Final Fantasy? Personally I could care less about the others except Seven and Eight.
*Prays NS has truly left by now*
I thought FF X was fun.
OOOH! You Should Bring Poke’mon The Bloger!
*panics*
Nuuoooooohhhhhh!!!! Don’t mess those up or I’ll really be here all night!!!!
My turn at Excel Twister…
*foots to the bottom line*
Hmm, maybe I should rethink this…
Please don’t break my spreadsheet, dear sir. The end of my work night is in sight.
Let’s go, NS, let’s go!
*cue disturbingly awful dance moves*
*giggle*
Thanks, Shadow — that helps!
Your cheering worked — I’m done! I likely won’t be here again until Tuesday (I have Monday off), but I might pop in and surprise you all on Monday.
Have a good weekend, everyone!
DW: How could I forget Ms B?!
Erm…DID you forget Ms B?? I sent her an invite to be friends with you on Facebook.
Oh, and YAY for being finished with work!!!
*squeezie*
Don’t worry, Qwaz. It’s been a hard week for me, too. I did miss you all week. I think FailBlog though was the only thing keeping me sane during my homework, ’cause I didn’t have enough time to play games.
I can’t think of anything, so I’ll quote Lighbulb on Graphjam
“When I was doing my grocery shopping the other day, a little kid planted his feet in the middle of the aisle and yelled ‘Feeeeeceees!’”
It’s one thing to hide out in the bathroom. It’s another to start making it comfortable and homey. They’re getting suspicious.
Most asian restaurant bathrooms I’ve been in have been like this… my korean ex-bf says it’s because communal bathrooms are common over there. I don’t know how true this is, but for me all evidence points to yes.
For the record I don’t even care if people sit in the bathroom with me, though. ;x It’s your funeral if it’s #2.
Alright, Super terrible goodbye letter begins… now.
Bloggers, It seems my time here has come to a close. Due to school starting in just two days, and the grades I’d made last year (Which were bad), I won’t be getting any computer time for QUITE awhile.
Interesting what impact a website called FAILBlog can have on a boy’s life, isn’t it? For me; it all started with a heart of evil, just looking for someone to make fun of (“Your mother” joke to Velvet, which I regret greatly). Now, It all ends with a heart full of pride and joy that I can find true, genuine companionship with complete strangers. Each and every one of you Regulars has shown me there’s decent people in the world, and I just don’t even know how to express it at all, it’s just that great. From the people here since practically day one like The Moomin, Avis and DW, to people who have just now hopped on board like Captain Obvious and even InvisibleShadow.
The past 3 months have been overwhelmingly crazy, with each day more mind blowing than the next (Except for weekends). Anti trolling, which is actually fun sometimes to come up with new ways to get rid of them; Brewski gave birth to a squid; Aiki got married, I know that’s not a FB thing, but I find it beautiful nonetheless; I powered a fail (I know no-one finds this impressive anymore but me, I just thought I’d toss it in there
)
You all make great life coaches, that’s for sure. I mean, I could hardly type a correct sentence when I came here, now look at me! For what… that’s worth. I now know that if given a choice to take away a sense it would be smell, because that is something crucial to RL living.
Pretty much what I want to say is, I love you all. And I mean that to the greatest extent.
PS: Can we make sure the people who have left today see this? I would appreciate it.
PPS: I blame Arthur for every mistake in this letter.
PPPS: “It’s not the heat, it’s the humidity!!”
PPPPS: Dire Straits. Get’s the earworm. Remember it.
Final thought: *SUPAH DUPAH SQUEEZAMONGOUS*
With great, Great respect,
-Zane, Better known as Qwaz.
A nesting fail present for you.
Hello Qwaz,
I don’t think we were properly introduced, which seems a shame now. Let’s hope that this is not a farewell but that in due time you will return to these grounds a happy and proud young man.
Bring some good stories with you.
The best of luck!
Have fun learning, I hope to see you from time to time!
*squeeze*
There’ll always be a place for you when you return.
Good luck with the school year!
Looks Like I Better Get Packing!
Hey Qwaz, I know we didn’t really talk much, but nonetheless, goodbye. You’ll be missed by many here, and good luck with your grades! Keep it cool, and represent our generation! And maybe even in a few months we’ll be seeing you here and there over here at FB.
-Halifax
But who is going to help out when it’s time to bring out the lawn chairs?
But seriously, it’s been great having you here, especially as you were you usually posting in the brief periods when I was able to get to Failblog. All the best mate, and I hope we see you again someday. Here’s a *squeeze* for the road.
*farewell-for-now squeeze*
Get good grades so you can come back soon.
I like you, Qwaz, even though you’ve made everything I type now come out in a Semi-French accent.
_()_
Oh Qwaz, say it ain’t so!
Some of your comments cracked me up way longer than they should have. I’ll miss you and your sense of humor.
Good luck at school, and come visit when you can.
It’s has been the failpeeps’ pleasure to have met you, Zane/Qwaz. Best wishes for you. Please take what you’ve learned here and feed your love of learning at school. Do us proud and be a lifelong inquisitive and thoughtful soul.
Your next lesson: moderation and self-control. There is no reason why you have to be a total stranger. Learn to put what’s most important in your life first, and you will find that you can make time for a little blogging once in a while.
*SQUEEZE for my fellow failpeep*
This is long overdue.
I’m not too sure how you did it, but with your advice you may have saved this blogger’s future as a… blogger.
I doubt I will ever get to meet you IRL, but if I do, I’d very much like to shake your hand, sir.
For now, all I can offer is a huge *SQUEEZE*
I’m repeatedly impressed with how thoughtful and considerate you are at your young age.
Musical chairs!
This is handy for beer drinkers they can wait while someone else finishes :0)
buba® finds that cool; people can sit down and take a coffee, instead of waiting in the lineup for a free basin.
The problem is, Drunk people would use the wrong chair…
Those chairs are actually for the constipation support team.
voyeur double win!
You can reach it! *falls while trying to reach it*
i thijnk its some sick fetish O_o
good lord this is like a nightmare come true
Ah, reminds me of 2leep’s “Only in Russia” segments.
It’s the preferred table of the restaurant’s most incontinent guests.
what a nice view while eating at least when ya got 2 go its only three feet a way
Hey Mom! Watch this!
I’m not reading over 590 comments to see if somebody has mentioned this before, but that’s a family restroom, the extra toilet is so your 3 year old can go without having to wander into another bathroom alone and the chairs are so you can nurse a baby.
That, or perhaps the second one is a bidet?
It’s like in my nightmare, spooky.
crisis
Oh how nice of them to put chairs for the people waiting in line…
That was actually a high-class toilet, that you can even have a tea after you pee (Rhyme?)
wow…not only 2 toilets with no doors, a table too!!!
sweet i wish i hada bathroom like that that way i could have a conversation wile pooping
oh my god! I know where this is! I remember seeing this and laughing hysterically!
i see 2 fails first the chairs and second the fact that there is no wall in between the 2 toilets
I’ll have a glass of lemonade and a hotdog! =)