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Barney?
I wish that happened to Barney.
I try to deny Barney’s existence and you two aren’t helping.
*plugs fingers in ears*
*re-tapes silver dollars to eyes*
*tries to say “la-la-la-la”, but it just comes out as indiscriminate moaning*
If your fingers are in your ears, how can you type?
Oh. Wait. You never said they were your fingers.
Carry on!
As a bonus, his fingers are detachable.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeecelent.
Smithers, detach the fingers!
;Mr. Burns;
barney wasn’t a velociprator!!!!
He was a triceratops.
You noobs. Barney was a Lieoplerodon.
WIN!!!
I love the raptor, I’m from Toronto and I went to a game. He’s like that on purpose, it’s hilarious to watch!
Oh… well… that’s less fun… thanks for ruining it… b-b
Now, my wife is half Filipina. I don’t know whether that’s funny or sad.
33.
21
Hey man, Filipina girls r sexy, so I for one don’t blame you.
THAT is DESTINY!
Barney is a dinosaur, worthy of assassination.
When he’s tall, he’s what we call, A great big irritation!
♪ Joy to the world, Barney’s dead
We barbecued his head
Don’t worry ’bout the body
We flushed it down the potty
Round and round it went
Round and round it went
And rou-ound and rou-ou-ound and round it went ♫
Weeeeeeeeee!
*flushes Marius’ “Weeeeeeeeee” down the potty as well*
Hygiene first!
Hey there — not to be so off topic as it were — but i was just sitting here looking for a picture of Matt for my sister in law and it just hits me – -my baby is really truly dead. i mean I knew it befiore obviously but for some reason it has really popped me one..
He is the reason I even know about this blog, or whatever — he loved looking at all the new fails especailly the crash and smash videos — he would have really really loved this video — the way the mascots mouth opens up just before he hits the floor.
well – gotta work or something… love you guys
Awwww! *SKA-WEEEEEZE!*
Thanks for sharing, Elsa_Mama. We love getting glimpses of Matt through your eyes.
*squeezes*
Dunno the history, don’t need to. Loss is loss. And it sucks.
We love you, too.
*squeezesEMtight*
*supersqueeze*
*Squeezes*
Oh, sweetie.
*big, long, tight squeeze*
It can sneak up on you like that sometimes. We love you, too.
Trying to get leaky eyes under control so I can open my door and go to the bathroom — everyone here knows obviously, but I still have to appear “under control” no one likes a leaky lawyer (well maybe they do, but only if they put in the holes that are leaking)
OK — better. Matt’s pre-school is doing a spare change drive to raise money for the leukemia/lymphoma society in Matt’s honor. My sis in law’s (my bro’s) kids go there now. She asked me for a picture to use on the poster …
His pre-school — he was almost 15! Drat — gotta close the door again.
*squeeze*
I don’t know what to say, so I’ll just keep to the *squeeze*s.
Yea — thanks!! Not much to say. I try not to be a downer … I will say this however:
ATTENTION!! ATTENTION!!
Please take time to donate blood regularly and sign up to be a bone marrow donor!!! Blood is needed not only for accident situations, but also for the very sick people. My baby boy (all 6’4″ 200 pounds of him) needed blood almost everyday for the 10 months he fought AML and some days he had to wait until the new supply came in. Donate Donate Donate. Its easy and even has health benefits forthe donor..
Thank you – that is all ….
You aren’t being a “downer”, silly lady!
*hands Elsa_Mama the tissues and some eyedrops*
You’ll be just fine.
*squeeze!*
Oh, Elsa-Mama, don’t worry, you’re just fine. Pain is easier to bear when you let others in. *massive squeezables*
I am a firm believer in donating blood. I regularly nag others here in the firm when the “bloodmobile” comes to town. When I was hospitalized last June, I was a recipient. On my way out of the hospital after being discharged, I passed a room where the hospital was seeking donors. I walked in and said thanks to them all.
I’ve got two gallons under my belt so far. I was inspired by a loss. I’m sorry that you have to feel pain right now. I offer my sympathy. If it helps, I can tell you that, while it will never go away, more and more often, the good memories will inspire only wistfully sad smiles instead of the mighty wallops you’re receiving right now.
*sending EM love and comfort and offering prayers*
*pins an “I’M A HERO!!” button on all who have ever donated blood*
OW!!!
Could ya pin it on my clothes next time?
Now I’m bleeding. 
But…but…donating blood…two birds…one stone.
*sigh*
I’m sowwy.
*trudges dejectedly away*
I received a passel of blood when I was in back in May/June. About 27 various types of bags I think the sheet said. I understand that is very small potatoes to most. Well over a hundred is not uncommon for a transplant.
Giving blood is the purest form of being nice. The one/ones that you help will never know your name. You could pass them on the street or even be related and never know it.
Humorous donation story time. My college is having a blood drive. I talk a couple of potential first timers into doing it. Tell them that I had never felt much of anything. I lay on the table. They watch and wait. The needle is applied. I levitate a foot or three and vocalize. More attempts are made with the same results. Blood is all over my arm. The tip of the needle is bent. A new needle works fine. The two first timers have faded into the brickwork, never to be seen again.
To those who donated and thus saved by scaly backside, thanks. You gave me A+ attitude.
I would give blood if mine was acceptable. It is not. A wonderful combination of anemic (enough) and genetic disorder. My good deed intentions are thwarted.
*grumbles*
Mine (what there is of it) is probably a big no-no now as well.
*squeeze*
Elsa,
I know how you feel. It sucks, and nothing makes it any better. Friends and hugs are comforting, but nothing changes the pain or makes you feel less lost or alone.
I lost my younger and only brother on 2/11 to an extremely rare and agressive stomach cancer. He was 22 years old. Everyone knows that someday they will lose parents and grandparents, but I always thought I would have my brother to help me through those hard times.
Little brothers and children are supposed to be forever. No one should ever have to suffer that loss.
It’s not fair, but I’m going to be strong, because he was strong and he was brave, and anything less from me would be letting him down.
SLAKSTRONG forever.
*hugs*
*squeeze*
I’m so sorry for your loss.
*SQUEEZE* thanks Steve
…..Sorry to hear about your loss, nothing I can really say. :\
I’ll just keep folding@home and donating blood.
I just got back from the store and there were a couple of ladies collecting for the L and L Society. I gave them a couple of yellow roses for a thank-you.
I didn’t know you then, but I can certainly give you a big *squeeze*!!! DW’s right…those moments can catch you off guard. Just know we’re all here for you…and support you…
*ginormous SQUEEZE*
*squeeze*
What you need is something I can’t give. A genuine pair of arms around you and a real shoulder to cry on. I can only write inadequate words.
All that I can think to say right now is that I am here to listen if you need me.
*gigglesnork*
*LGB squeeze*
hm Nelson?
Barbecued head –> Mc Donald’s
that’s not a raptor,that’s a failosaurus
FAIL AT FIRST
Agreed!
WOOOO-HOOOO, LIL’ MARSHMALLOW MAN!!!
*releases elebenty hundred helium balloons*
*starts the hot chocolate fountain*
*Drags in the huge oversized graham crackers*
*eyes flame under the hot chocolate fountain speculatively*
We do NOT eat our failfriends!!!!
And … *squeeze!!*
*puts up a barrier to keep our dear Moomin safe*
Awwww, can I just dip him in the hot chocolate and lick him?? He might like it!!!
If you do it, then the rest of us will do it. Too much of a good thing, and all that.
Erm … you’d have to ask him. Whatever is between consenting adults is fine by me.
Moomin??? — hey Marshy Baby, wanna get in the hot tub??
*flees, very very very very very fast*
*wobbles and falls around with his mouth open*
*POUNCE!!!!*
*squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze*
You looked a bit like Mr. Blobby just there!
Sorry, that was “blobby blobby blobby’, not “wobbly wobbly wobbly”
*wheels in confetti cannon*
*overloads it with marshmallow shaped confetti*
*
safety**packs in some more*
*lights fuse from a distance – dives underground for cover*
KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!
*the ground shakes – a white out condition exists for a while*
*peeks out from grave when shaking stops*
Congrats Moomin!
Day: 3652
Zombies are getting smarter. Watched as one zombie filled a cannon with confetti and fired it. Device makes for an excellent smoke cover projector, may be useful to acquire.
Don’t tell me you’re in Malton. If you’re one of the breathers that has been revivifying me I’ll eat you alive.
Hey there ZA — been wastin time with a bunch of Zombie on my iPhone — they keep tryin to eat my brains and I beat them back with a bunch of plants … man, I can waste time very productivley now that the office went to AT&T and iPhones — WHOOT!!
I have yet to break down and get an iPod Touch (I refuse to have a self-absorbed toy that demands my attention at random; don’t get me started), but when I do that will likely be the first thing I install on it. I’ve seen reviews on that game and it looks like a “hoard” of fun.
*sees her opportunity*
Um …. “hoard” is wrong if you’re describing a large group of something (zombies, for instance). To hoard is to stock up on something by amassing more than you actually need.
I believe the spelling you want is “horde.”
He’s been hoarding that horde, I think that’s why he calls them his “hoard”.
Maybe NS hasn’t noticed the size of the group lately, or that I won’t let anyone else have them. She sees a horde, not realizing I’m hoarding them.
*adjusts elebenty loudspeakers*
*turns volume to 11*
*ignores rule #3*
WOOHOO MOOMIN!!!Key-riced!
*Chases after hat*
Congrats Moomin!
Waaaaa-HOOOOOO!!!
Hats off to Moomin!!!
*sticks marshmallows in ears*
YAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!!
*licks ear-marshmallows*
Wooo hoo!!!!
Ichth!
SLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP!
*thunk, huge glob of ear mallow lodges in the fluffy throat*
Cheese and rice! What ever made you think of using an abbr tag like that?
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Genius.
Last week we had a More Moomin Protest, and now he powers a fail?!
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
Yay Moomin!
This is his Moomint. I’m sooo proud!
*sniff*
Woohoo! Congrats Moomin!
*passes out sparklers*
*pops two bottles of champagne*
*stuffs the corks in ears because Arthur is still here*
*can’t hear a thing*
OK…WHO WANTS CHAMPAGNE??
¡ǝɯǝɯǝɯǝɯǝɯ
Ummm, thanks, but no alcohol for me today.
GREAT! HERE YOU GO, SCOTTY!!!
*hands Scott an enormous glass of champagne and ssɐןƃ s,ןɐɹıɯpɐ ǝɥʇ ןןıɟ oʇ sǝoƃ*
:p
*sǝssɐןƃ oʍʇ ʇno spןoɥ*
*¡ʞuıןɔ* *¡ʞuıןɔ*˙˙˙ʎpɐǝʇs
Cheers!
*toasts the Marshmallow*
*not like that*
Does it feel like someone took a sledgehammer to your head and tongs to your tongue?
Hehehe
Not so much, but I can’t seem to chase the headache away.
Totally worth it, mind you.
Try Aleve. For some reason it’s the only one that works for me.
Thanks Avis. Tylenol works fine for me when it comes to hangovers. It’s just unusual for the headache to still be there when it runs out. It’s nothing too painful, I’ll live.
Tylenol is made with an ingredient that is really hard on the liver, and when mixed with alcohol it gets exponentially worse. Aleve is probably hard on the kidneys, but those are easier to replace than livers.
Did I miss something?
*GS squeezies*
Just a little over indulgence on my part last night.
*butterysqueezes*
*writes down helpful hangover advice in preparation for trip to Boston in April*
Here’s my best tip Judy.
Gatorade of some other sort of sports drink with potassium before you fall asleep that night. It’ll fight the dehydration, and replace some of the electrolytes lost metabolizing alcohol.
… and Gatorade (or similar) the next day if you forgot the night before. Most of the headache is from dehydration, so drinking LOTS of water should help, too.
@GS: I see…
Would you believe I have been hungover once in my life…and it wasn’t from drinking?
*feel better squeezies*
I’ve never had a hangover. Never.
*runsawaywithaquickness*
Take the doctor’s advice: jam, pepper, salt, figs, a piece of soap from Beirut, an unplucked chicken, honey, chili peppers, curry, black pudding, eggs and pomme granates. Boil in a kettle.
I always heard if you sacrificed a virgin goat on the altar before passing out it would prevent any hangover. Unfortunately I can never find a virgin goat when I’m drunk.
Well, thank goodness you don’t actually have to drink it! :p
HAHAHAHAHA.
Where do we take it to czuhc?
You don’t take it somewhere. You should throw it over a pub.
Is it free? I don’t have any money. Would you accept tokens that say “30 Days, keep coming back!”?
*starts bubble machine*
*holds out glass for champagne*
Sorry, sweetie…didn’t mean to leave you hanging!
*¡ƃnןƃ ƃnןƃ ƃnןƃ*
*dragon-sized squeezes*
*sips champagne daintily*
*RAWR*
*biff*
Halp!!!
How did I do?
Needs some cowbell. Otherwise, perfect!
*beams*
*sticks a great big *FACEPLANT* in nightshayde’s original post*
*steps back, tilts head and examines it*
*nods*
There you go! *squeeze*
lol — I thought the *biff* covered that.
Perhaps *splat* would have been more appropriate?
Oh…*snork!* I always associate “biff” with someone punching someone else, a la the old Batman TV show.
…As opposed to “piff!” which is the sound a snowball makes when it hits you in Calvin and Hobbes.
mmmmm, Methinks you might also need an OMNOMNOMNOM … as he was tring to chomp the floor as he hit …
Let’s put it right before DW’s great big FACEPLANT…
Well, yes — that’s something I probably couldn’t have guessed without seeing the darn thing.
*wishes she could see streaming video from all sources at work*
I feel you NS. I was able to watch today, but this is the first time since I started lurking (long before I ever commented) that I was able to watch the show. It was lovely. Truly. The disaster prone dino was wearing in-line skates. LOL
At least he had his costume to soften his *faceplant*.
The floor is slippery like butter, but it’s parquet. . .
Which is infinity better than linoleom.
Yes, but trying to eat either one can cause asphalt.
It’s Parkay? I can’t believe it’s not butter.
Shhhhh! Keep a lid on it, Scott.
Eeep! Talking butter!
Yes???
Bwahahahaha!
That should keep Ms B up at night.
Slightly OT, but relevant to this thread:
I got a little munchy on after dinner last night, and so decided to nuke a tortilla and then swipe some margarine on it (yummm!). I reached into the fridge to pull out the (giant Costco-size) tub of margarine, but somehow only managed to grab part of the lid. As I was taking it out of the fridge, the lid suddenly came off, and the tub landed upside down on the floor. When I went to pick up the container, the whole freakin’ wad of margarine separated from it and fell out onto the floor. For several seconds, all I could do was just stare at it. It’s like, WTF? How the HELL am I going to clean THAT up??!
ShamWow to the rescue?
Elbow grease?
Kinda ruins the snack, doesn’t it?
You really only have to get rid of the layer that’s touching the floor. >.>
Of course, picking up the rest of the margarine would depend on how cold the fridge is. Picking up runny margarine would be rather problematic.
More tortillas and some hungry friends?
Well, since you bought margarine at CostCo, you probably also bought paper towels there. You might need three of the elebenty rolls that come in a package though.
… or perhaps just a few cats.
Dogs would come in handy at a time like this, too…
Or cats, in my experience. Never leave a stick of butter on the counter unattended…just sayin’.
My little Dusty loves margarine. She insists on “washing” the margarine spreader after each use. She ate some small bits of pancake the other night — I’m sure it’s because they had margarine on them. Mashed potatoes (with margarine and milk) work for her, too.
We have a cat that likes all kinds of non-cat food. He also likes to dip his paw into things before he eats or drinks. Picture paw shaped coffee stains across top of a couch. Grrrrr!
My mother’s cats will not eat anything but their cat food. And only one flavor of the canned stuff at that. They have zero interest in fresh fish, chicken or anything like that. Fresh beef gets their attention, but it’s not their food- so they just sniff it and walk away.
I think they should be studied.
Really? Those are some odd cats…or VERY well behaved. I made the mistake of leaving a pound of hamburger on the counter…took it out for dinner. Needless to say, the cats ate before we did…and I was not a happy camper.
My aunt’s dog was particular like that. She would only eat one brand of food and one brand of treat. The food had to be seperated. Like Kibbles and bits? The kibbles had to be removed. She would refuse to eat at all if you put her food in her dish while it was still all together.
Spoiled doggy.
My cats never have the opporknockity to have more than just their food, but they sniff the smells of what we eat anyway. Your mother’s cats definitely need to be studied.
We can leave stuff out and never worry that they might get into it. We worry that they might knock it down, or worse, sit on it, but not that they’ll eat it. They are indeed odd cats.
And no, they aren’t all that well behaved.
Mine get booted outside when we’re not home, or put in the basement (which is their room). One of them thinks he needs to be an indoor kitty 24/7, but we think otherwise. Anyway, we do that because otherwise they get into everything. I’ve never seen them eat our food, though, so maybe my cats need to be studied, too.
My cat’s a definite indoor kitteh. My sister’s, not so much.
But they’ll both go for anything we’re eating. Smudge (mine) has a penchant for Ham, and Sparky (sister’s) will eat whatever we’re having.
Avis, those are odd cats! Smudge tries to steal food from me as I eat, let alone left unattended.
Skimble pays no attention to meat or poultry, but fruit, veggies, seafood, and Bloody Mary mix are not safe when he’s around.
Squeak will sample anything he can get his paws on. He likes dipping a paw in food, or grabbing a bit with his paw & then licking the food from his paw. He tries to be really slick about it, which is incredibly amusing to watch.
Timmy will inhale meat or poultry.
I have to physically hold Dusty back from brie cheese. She’ll merely ask for other types of cheese (well – she’ll insist – but she won’t climb all over me to get to them), and must always sample the milk before I serve it to anyone or mix it into anything. She has only recently started checking out people food (other than dairy).
Ty and Spot don’t tend to get involved with people food at all.
Basically, the only time I can leave any food out is if Ty & Spot are the only ones who are awake. Other than that, someone will attack anything that’s left unattended.
I’ve tried to GIVE my mother’s cats other foods, kitteh treats, bits of chicken, ANYTHING! They just don’t want to have anything to do with it. It’s really weird.
You coulda just tossed on a dozen eggs, 10 pounds of flour, some salt and stuff and mixed up a giant margeriney biscuit!! Scooped it all into the pan and cooked all the germs away!!!
Oh, we’re gonna need Jam.
I’m outta jam. I got some applebutter?
Hi failbloggers! This is my favorite site! I love reading all your funny comments on here when I am supposed to be working!
It looks like he is wearing ice skates.
Hiya, Buttface! Nice of you to comment!
*squeeze*
Looked to me more like he was wearing the floor.
Okay, Marius, that’s officially my favorite comment today!
*squeeze*
*Squeeze*
“Why did the dinosaurs go extinct?”
“Because you touch yourself at night.”
It was the palm pilot’s fault?
♪When I think about you, I make dinosaurs extinct.♫
Take your stinking palms off me, you damn dirty ape!
You Maniacs! You beat the pud! Ah, damn you! God damn you all to hell!
PDA’s: The ruin of man.
rawr
Rar?
I prefer the video of him eating the cheerleader…but this is more of a floor win
I don’t know. That dinosaur looks like a lumbering brute.
There are many such videos, but the one of him eating the cheerleader with the TV guy saying “WHOAH!! DEVOURED!!!” is EPIC WIN MATERIAL!!L11!!!!!11!!
Hey Phil — At first glace I thought your avatar was two earrings!!
The two silly peeps are better ..
And really, wouldn’t they make cute earrings??
I had some earrings that looked similar. I wore them when I was preggo with my twins (who are 11 today! *sniff, sniff*). One boy and one girl…and I wore them on the corresponding side so people would know which side each twin was on. Boy…that brings back memories…
(How did you know which side…???)
11! Elebenty!11! Happy Birthday to your twinnies!
Tell the twins Happy Burpday from all the Fail Peeps!
What did you have for their birthday lunch?
HAPPY BIRFDAY, Buttacalves!
Yea for the Buttacalves!!! Elebenty years old!!! Almost teenagers — *snerk*
Yeah…don’t remind me! I have one already…
*sigh*
Such is the curse for having my children so close together…
My two are only 16 months apart — such fun!!! And if anyone asks — yes you can get pregnant while nursing and taking the “mini” pill —
There’s 2 years between my oldest and the twins, but 19 months between the twins and my youngest. I don’t think I need to tell you how my home will become hormone haven before I know it…
HAPPIEST BEE-DAY BUTTACALVES!
8)
Happy Elebenty Birthday Buttah-kids!
@Judy: Ultrasound…I had enough of them…
@Gracie: Happy meals from McD’s…their request. I try to do something special for them on their birthdays. My 13 yr old even had me come eat lunch with him…shocker, I know!
Thanky, everyone! They like the blog, so I’ll be sure to show this to them…
*buttery squeezes for the buttacalves*
My oldest is already counting the days until she turns 13. She turned 11 last month.
*sigh*
*buttasqueezes for SuzieQ’s twins*
Ahhh, I remember 11. ‘Twas a good year.
My oldest was that way…now he’s counting the days before he turns 14…he desperately wants his driving permit. Lord, help me…LOL!
Same reason I’m looking forwards to 17.
*grumblegrumblestoopitUKdrivinglaws*
Mine is looking forward to make-up. I told her she could start wearing it when she’s 13.
I remember my 11th birthday still. It was a good time, I hope yours enjoy theirs!
*squeeze*
Well at 17 I can drive, then 18 I can finally get my own life.
Off to Uni, and freedom for the first time in my life.
winRAR?
Tryranasaurus Wrecks
Trying to execute a Diplodocus maneuver.
It looks like he broke is ankylo(saurus).
Now he’s a staggersaurus.
And since no one can figure out how it happened, he’s become an enigmosaurus.
The pain has turned him into a gryposaurus.
he’s definitely gotasaurass.
He definitely needs to feel some raptor.
I think he also smashed his face and broke his nose, so he is a Rhinoplastyosaur
and, possibly a orthodontiasaur
He was drinking too much the night before and became chungkingosaurus.
Blowinchunksoasaurus?
I think I was at that game. How did I forget being at a fail like that? I fail.
Well, it looks like you hit your head pretty hard. We’ll give you a pass this time.
I like how he just laid there for a second, soaking in the fail.
Someone needs to shoop this into a clip about a dino eating somebody. In the last few seconds, it looks like he’s biting the ground.
You called?
Enough of this tomfoolery, Shoop. Getcherself an avatar and become one of us:
ht tp://en.gravatar.com/
You will never get me alive! *Jumps off a bridge*
*attaches bungee cord to Shoop’s ankle*
Ffff- Okay then, fine. I’ll do it.
You don’t have to change your name, sweetie. Only your avatar is linked to your email addy. You can still be Shoop!
♫Shoop. Shoop-beh-doop. Shoop-beh-doop-beh-doop-beh-doop.♪
♫Whoa, in the still of the night. . . ♫
*welcomes Shoop to the hoard*
Well, this is weird. I used a capital Z and the name decided to do as it likes.
Hey, I think I’m Shoop again.
Maybe not.
Where it says “Name (required)” just enter “Shoop.”
NOW it has to work. If it doesn’t I fail.
Make sure the email addy you used to start your gravatar account is the one you enter in the “Email (required – never shown publicly)” box! And clear your cache (temporary internet files). Sometimes it can take a few minutes to see your avatar…
YAY!!!
*orders sign from signage shop*
*waits two weeks*
*receives sign*
*plugs in*
*sparkle*WELCOME, SHOOP!*sparkle*
Horay for me.
You’re hoarding us? O.O
ha! he was moving waaaay too fast in that suit.
wackosintheworkplace.wordpress.com
Please, for the love of all that is holy, stop spamming the blog.
Maybe he’s looking to attract angry zombies to his stupid self-absorbed blog. An apocalypse, if you will.
Problem is, I’m not interested. Should I get interested, I’m certain he’ll be sorry.
Not his fault. His previous meal was drunk.
*snork*
…Thank you for that…
If only they could have rigged the suit so he pooped her out the other end.
Should she also become afro-american then?
DEVOURED!!
I think he broke his face.
Did he dive?
Yes, he dove.
It was a meteoric fall.
He Dove? Dove like a bird or Dove like the chocolate. (I know which I prefer)
What about Dove soap?
I love the commercials for their new line of mens products, they’re cute!
The products, or the men??
The commercials. I like the Old Spice commercials. Those things are cracking me up.
“I’M A MAN AND I SMELL LIKE A MAN.” ROTFL
And even if your man is not buily like me, at least he can smell like me and you can close your eyes and !magine that he is me!!
Gosh Golly Jeepers, I thought I fixed that buily …
*snatches silly buily and tosses him overboard, replaces it with a properly built “built”*
Ooh. I like your built.
*wink wink*
I’M A ZOMBIE AND I SMELL LIKE A ZOMBIE.
Yes!
Speaking of men, and going totally OT, how are things going with Rooster?
Oh things are going very well! I went to his place last night and rode in on the bus with him this morning. We made spaghetti for dinner. And watched Forrest Gump. Again.
How sweet! How was the
sexspaghetti? Spicy?
Yup!!
Great spaghetti is always best when made together!
Indeed!
We’re coming up on a major milestone soon. Dinner with my folks. He asked me to pick out his outfit for the night. I had to stop him from wanting to wear a tie.
Dinosaurs became extinct because they can’t rollerblade?
Nah, I think it’s because they all broke their faces. Just a theory of mine tho.
You stole that from Miss Ann Elk!
*Ahem*
*Amen*
*hears the distant sound of gun shots…*
Oh. Oh dear. I’m not sure I can rollerblade.
*panics*
I know I can’t rollerblade. And somewhere I have the x-ray films to prove it!
I can’t roller blade and I’m not extinct. Yet.
We’ll just give you a minute.
Bring out yer undead!
Here’s one.
This explains the mistery of how the dinosaurs went extinct.
~Yes, I miself was mistified by that mistery for quite some time…~
I think he/she meant “ministry.”
yes, yes the religion regarding the decision of the dinosaurs to go extinct — what is that called —
Dinotology – the diety is a space creature that brought the dinos to earth and then returned for them as the were needed on Extinct … the remaining earth creatures were left to continue their pursuit of prefection and will be collected and sent forth as they reach the pinnocol of of of, well of something … that all I know…
*golf claps*
Golf Clap: An exaggeratedly quiet clapping intended as a show of sarcastic support or disdain.
Yes, yes I did have to look it up — I am a dork. But I wonder, is LGB showing “sarcastic support” or “disdain” and are those two things the same?? More misteries to solve *sigh*
I actually like the sound of the gallery clapping at a golf tournament; it’s soft and muted. Really, for me it’s an understatement. Also, it’s more diginified than a *snork*.
Which just goes to show you cannot trust Wikipedia!! Harumph!!
*still wondering how “sarcastic support” and “disdain” can mean the same thing*
No, no EM.
Golf clap:
1) A show of respect in the form of exaggeratedly quiet clapping used during golf tournaments.
2) What is obtained upon close contact with Tiger Woods.
instantrimshot.com
Is something “diginified” after it has had a bunch of holes dug in it?
Or is it the end result of drinking too much gin?
in which cased it would be De-ginified?
I really deginified that bottle last night. It was full and not it is empty….
Why is all the Gin gone??
I was going for die-ginified. But I can help you out.
*Calls gin-mill*
Why can’t some things be holy AND dignified?
Not that I am dignified or anything, but that’s just a result of mad zombie disease.
Ummm… you like the dignity of golf clapping, which is why you always spell it as “gold crap”???
(crap.. that was supposed to be “golf crap”… bukkit please… )
*hands fluffy bukkit*
ht tp://failblog.org/2009/10/26/awareness-fail/#comment-654226
What’s your point? That you can’t read? Let me remind you of a couple of times in which you couldn’t type:
ht tp://failblog.org/2009/12/23/doctor-name-win/#comment-724534
ht tp://failblog.org/2009/11/02/club-sign-win/#comment-662523
Seriously, claiming to be “dignified” while poo-pooing the Dragon’s *snork* and using the term “golf crap”.. it ain’t workin’, sistah.
Not quite sure why you’re attacking me, fluffy. We all make typos from time to time. I’ve asked for the bukkit plenty of times myself.
I don’t poo-poo Dragon’s *snork* — I use it myself, just like everyone else on the blog. It’s cute. And funny. I consider *golf clap* to be more dignified than *golf crap* any day. I only say it to be funny, specifically in reference to the comment I made to AE.
*squeeeeze*
*sends Fluffy an unrepentantly undignified *snork**
*puts some marshmallow Fluff on Fluffy*
*SLUUUUUURP*
Well, LGB, you’re getting on my nerves. That’s why.
You feed the trolls (yes, yes you do. You can take that off your to-do list), you throw welcoming parades to random noobs (I mean… do you really think that someone who calls himself “buttface” is a good addition to the blog???), you send innocent people to get avatars (what’s this obsession with avatars, anyway? If they want one, they’ll ask for it), and today you insulted the Dragon, whether you meant to or not.
~Yeah LGB, those welcome signs are draining our budget. With the economy the way it is today, we really need to scale back on those. At least find a local distributor so we can save on shipping costs.~
Oh wait, what’s that you say…the signs don’t cost anything? You mean they’re just words written in a post that welcome people who want to contribute? You mean they’re just a nice gesture and they don’t necessarily enlist anyone into a higher echelon of FB commentators?
Well, in that case I really don’t see what all the fuss is about.
If people can’t keep up with the humor or contribute to the blog, they’ll get weeded out or lose interest regardless of whether they have and avatar or were ceremoniously welcomed by LGB. Trust me, the group of regulars that you guys have had for however long is in no danger, and people who don’t respect regulars don’t last long here.
On the flip side, if welcoming people and helping them out makes them feel comfortable and allows them to contribute more then that’s a good thing. I guarantee if ‘Buttface’ continues to come back, it won’t be long before someone convinces him to change his name.
I don’t think it’s fair to call LGB out on feeding trolls when everyone else does it sometimes and plenty of other FP’s do it all the time.
*squeezes the lil’ mush man*
*plants tiny smooch on cap*
*tickles gills*
Thanks, sweetie. I couldn’t have said it any better myself.
*Squeeezies LGBeezies*
Well a bit of it seems to have been cut off at the end, but the meat and potatoes are there.
Anyway I’m glad you were so nice to me when I first arrived even though I was avatar-less and blandly named, so I’d hate for other people to miss out on that.
*Signs deal with contractor for elebenty billion more welcome signs to be shipped upon request*
I dunno, he/she probably meant ‘miniseries.’
Maybe it came on before this basketball game and ended with a cliffhanger like, “no one knows how dinosaurs became extinct.’ Then BAM! video evidence right before his/her eyes.
On second thought, I think he/she meant “miseries.” Poor witto dinosaurs saw it coming!
yes, Quad-M I too have been mistified by that misterious mistery, one wood think they wood have choosen to go somewheres else … they we could speculate on the mistery of why oh why the dinosaurs went to Mars. (no ~~’s required I am truly mistified)
The grimaces are nearly as good, as those of Jim Carrey. And nearly as funny. ^^
lmao. what the heck?
Hai guise. I am a part of your fail community now.
*squeeze*
*sniff.sniff*
It’s a beautiful thing.
Nix the lolspeak and I’ll even give you a cookie.
Okeh, naow I can has</DEL a cookie?
Ahem. . .
A bukkit of cookies?
Would you like a pail of milk with that?
Tanks.
*watches Marius scuttle away*
*Goes pail*
That churns my stomach.
Careful — keep your curds down!
Okay then. From now on I’ll be a grammar-nazi.
*nods*
It’s for the best, really. Just be careful who you nazi.
Why does it have to be one extreme or the other?
It doesn’t. He could just be a grammar-samurai. Devoted and honorable, but also fair and open-minded.
And also one with the force.
So maybe a grammar-Jedi-samurai.
If he was also at the top of his skills, he’d be a grammar-Jedi-samurai-master.
Ohmigosh.
he would do so good at fixin frases; And sentense’s?
*twitch*
There, there, NS — lil’ mushy’s just having a bit of fun.
*puts blindfold on kitteh*
*escorts kitteh from thread*
*gives nice bowl of milk and toy to play with*
Aww shucks, mama warned me not to play with poor spelling and syntax.
It’s all fun and games until someone loses an irony.
I love your aqueous humo(u)r!
I laughed because that joke wasn’t cornea[t] all!
*purr purr purr*
*bat bat bat*
*chase chase chase*
*bat bat bat*
*lick lick lick*
*purr purr purr*
*zzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz*
*curls up next to nightshayde*
*snores*
I’d still rather be a knight elf Mohawk.
Why would you equate the display of proper grammar to an ideological nightmare?
NO COOKIE FOR SHOOP!!!
*omnomnom*
Umm, oops. Sowwy, Gracie.
*pouts*
Here, Gracie…have a butter cookie…
*buttery squeezes*
*takes cookie*
*sticks tongue out at Ms B*
*noms cookie*
Why don’t I get a cookie?! I am the all so might Grammar-Jedi-Samurai Master.
Impostore!
*goes to ImpoStore*
*buys elebenty Impos*
Well, this should be fun…
Tis better to succeed by not trying very hard, rather than fail by trying too hard.
Now DW — what’s a little Guise between friends? THAT, my dear, is NOT lolspeak. in lolspeak his post would have been:
Ohai yoos guise. Eye emz a party ub yous fale cummoonity now. OKthankzbye
*slams head against wall*
*re-read*
*safety*
*still looks painful to read*
*walks away dazed*
I actually understood that. Maybe I’m more fluent in lolspeak than I thought.
Have you been playing over at ICHC???
*waves hand*
I have. I can now read lolspeak (though it is at about 1/5 of my usual reading rate (though that’s fast))
Jon; – might I ask — why is your name Jon; and not Just Jon???
Yes, why the semicolon?
There used to be a message following the semi-colon.
Then I changed my name to thus for a bit when it reached the point of minimum effort.
And then, voilá. Jon;.
Although I really don’t like people using the semi-colon when referring to me, I think it adds something slightly different to an otherwise bland name.
Sometimes I lurk. When I have time. But I always look at the pics. Every day. Loves me the kittehs.
Completely dependent on dialect, accent, and the typist’s speech patterns, of course.
I don’t think I’ll attempt to add any variations, though.
Did that hurt?
You bet Jurassic did!
*Rimshot*
*Bongoshot*
*Bonghit*
*Dangit*
*Bangit*
*Gongit*
*Bringit*
*Blingit*
*Blotit*
*Sodit*
*Sortit*
*Bongoscold*
The bongos, they are cold?
I think she meant the bong goes cold.. you know, if you just let it sit there. Now take a hit and pass it on.
*takes a hit*
*passes out*
*looks around*
*doesn’t see anyone*
*draws a sharpie mustache on LGBee*
*doesn’t say where*
*hides in the nearest flower pot*
Watch out, mushy, somebody might poo on yoo.
[homer] mmmm, fertilizer… [/homer]
How many tons would you like?
You’re sh!ttin me…
That’s awesome!
We mainly deal with liquid, though. No sh!t involved. Except the loads the drivers try to feed us.
*Snickers*
No, Baby Ruth …
Failblog diet? Why yes. I would like to go on the FB diet.
It’s not really up to one to decide for themselves whether to go on the FailBlog Diet. That just sorta happens on it’s own.
Drat. I forgot my tildes.
*hurls ~~ up into previous comment*
I think that eating tildes might also lead to an involuntary diet, good think you hurled them up Triple-B
Yet Another Failblog Fail.
it’s part of the mascot’s skit for crying out loud!
It took a lot of comments for someone to get it.
Man that cat has really got a hold of that guy’s lip.
Wait….
This isn’t right.
Where am I?
What’s today’s date!?!?
How far in the future have I come!?!?!
Far enough to find yourself asking inane questions to a zombie.
I think I got an avatar
This is a test comment to see if it worked.
Yay, you did it!
*orders another sign from signage shop*
*waits two weeks*
*receives sign*
*plugs in*
*sparkle*WELCOME, BUTTFACE!*sparkle*
*looks at sign*
“Welcome, Buttface”?
*sighs*
*walks away, shaking head*
“Uh-oh, you have but-face.”
Yay for me!
*puts on rollerblades to do a victory lap*
*Faceplant*
You mean *Buttplant* ??
Well, yes. The screen name is a bit, shall we say, problematic. Everyone’s going to think we’re being mean to her/him.
Yeah, and i wouldn’t want to be thought of as his/her worst enema.
And I am a guy. A sexy buttface guy!
Is there any other kind of buttface guy?
Well, there’s the regular ordinary buttface guy.
Wait a second here … Ben Affleck?
Sexy buttface? Non sequitur?
No thanks, I’m fine for now.
Finer than frog hair?
Right as rain, thankyaverymuch.
Diggity-boo?
Zippity-Doo-Dah.
Zippity Ay!
WTF? Bloggy ate my last two posts to this!
*kicks Bloggy’s butt*
Hey! Butt out, Bloggy!
I hope you’ll understand if I simply call you 42, er, Buttface42.
Why would you call the Quad-M 42? Or, Buttface for that matter??
Indeed mushy!
You can change your screen name back to “Buttface,” Buttface. Where it says “Name (required), just type-in “Buttface.” Your avatar is driven by the email addy you used to create your Gravatar account, not by your screen name…
[drill sergeant] A butttt FACE!
Forwarddd MARCH! [/drill sergeant]
[drill sergeant]Fall out![/drill sergeant]
[drill sergeant]Stand up straight, privates![/drill sergeant]
Drill sergeant.
What was he before that? A Staff sergeant?
Wow.
Whatever he was, he worked in the penal system.
And he was the cream of the crop.
Don’t you mean he got the cream with the crop??
Um, Buttface, what just fell out on the floor? I’m not cleaning that up!
And, yes, I see that his privates are standing up quite straight, must be the result presents of (from) our lovely <GB …
No shame LGB, you cannot help your natural feminine gifts …. or their affect on certain Buttfaces
You guys crack me up!
That would explain your supposedly …different…face.
dammit!
Clear your cache.
Clear your cache and refresh. Then you should be able to see it.
We need a lake here!
I thought he was just celebrating. Hip, hip, dammit? right?
Hooray, this can get confusing.
Dammit, hooray!
That performance extinct.
That performance was poor enough to explain why Barney had to become extinct.
I’m trying to figure out how to log in… Hmm… Maybe I’m already logged in..
Aha! It seems like I was online! Such handy dandy things they make these days.
You don’t have to log in. It’s not a requirement.
I see. Well, now I know, and knowing is half the battle. Aye?
Eye!
Gee!
Insurance, woohoo!
What’s the ohter half then?
Taking action, man!
I though it was something like making money on educational kids programs.
And that’s one to grow on.
*Shoop, you might like a song by Z-Trip called “The Breakfast Club”.
Where did that come from?
Yo, Joe!!!
WT…?????
did anyone notice he fell with his mouth wide open? lol DO THE BROKEN JAW!!
Now do the mashed potato.
Would you like some funky chicken with your mashed potatoes?
Hold the funky chicken. That’s too tough to eat with his loose watusi.
He’ll be on a frugal diet for some time.
No Twisted ice cream for dessert then.
And he probably won;t be able to ride the pony either …
*wonders — is that right? ride the pony?*
*wonders again – why am I such a dork?*
*holds the funky chicken between his legs*
*click*
Hrm … that just might lead to some Dirty Dancin czuhc
*puts hot salsa on the chicken*
*does undefined dance*
how do you do that? >.<
Everything has already been said. Let’s talk about the things we like in life. I like rainbows and puppies and rainbows and kittens and rainbows.
I only like the rainbows in Ireland.
*sighs in happy remembrance*
They didn’t have rainbows in the sprinkler twenty years ago.
It’s a conspiracy!
*panics*
*buries self 18′ down*
Go Toronto!
It looks like he tried to eat the floor.
another one bites the dust
I almost died laughing… lmao
Haaah, I love the way his inflated head spasms wildly whilst he tumbles. XD
Jackpot!
Mmm, tasty floor.
Omnomnomnom
The slow motion talking fits perfectly with the slow motion dino fail. It almost sounds like the dinosaur is the one talking as he falls.
ain’t this that mascott who ate that chick?
Yes.
In your face.
Another one bites the dust.
Dammit. Duplicate.
Face plant!
GROARRR! *Thwump!*
epic face plant!
Rewatched that 20 times it made me LOL so hard!
OMNOMNOM tasty floor
To quote myself, from up there:
“Mmm, tasty floor.
Omnomnomnom”
Did he die?
Look at him just….DEFLATE.
I so love how he eats the floor as he goes down.
That just sounds dirty, and kinky.
You would think not to put mascots on roller blades after what happened to the mariner moose.
I just laughed so pretty hard at this and I don’t even know why .-.
lol I bet that guy was drunk at the time
Funny as hell.
its batney’s retarded cousin
crazy mascot
)
jajaajajj OMFG! its the corky barneys.