Whoa, you got one of the EXTRA FUN CRAZY ones and you didn't even get hurt! My crazies threaten to punch me in the stomach while circling me on their bicycles, and they don't even have any cool shit to say. So jealous.
You are the luckiest guy I know.
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You ought to be all jelly belly. You don't got da look, that's why you're getting all those punch threats. Sigh
p.s. I've confirmed that @dandays cannot read upside down, isn't that freaking hilarious? Must be an ahem-wink sausage loses to bonus pocket deal.
Ooooo, blaming the victim, that's my favorite thing in the whole wide world!!
Not favourite.
@dandays I can't write anything upside-down but maybe we can practice doing headstands at the gym when your phone gets fixed.
Deal, headstands. Until then, I'll sit on my hands.
The plan was to say "just don't sit on this" and post a gif of a whoopie cushion, but, man, you'd be surprised how shitty all the whoopie gifs are. So I'll just leave this comment unanswered (which apparently is a dying art anymore).
Oh, you came back briefly from the teeth. Wow.
Nor mine. Would it alter your perception if I told you I allowed someone to crush my hand (the one that causes me pain every day now) in an elevator recently and intentionally did not retaliate? Thought for a moment I might go up with the elevator, like some cartoon character.
An observation about blame... it's one way to abdicate self-responsibility.
I gave up on that green eyed pink princess, he's gotten all like lost in daddy's G dog, may he rest in peace with big teeth.
Holy fuckouch!!! That's not only painful, it's terrifying. How the fuck... no, I don't want to know. Same reason I don't follow the news.
Self-blame is still victim blaming.
Gdawg princess boy can't respond right now, as he's currently sitting on his hands.
Yes you do. It's such a great story (so funny I laugh-cried when I reiterated the entire story to a friend). It even includes a happy ending for two people unrelated to the elevator hand crushing incident. Timing is everything.
Not self-blame (those days are so over for years). I knowingly allowed it to happen (complicated). There are reasons for that (also complicated).
I'm wondering how you know where his hands are at the same time as I'm thinking I don't want to think-know where his hands are.
Scroll up a little, it will all become clear...
I see said the lost context person to the snarky person. Btw, that story has poo indirectly in it, still don't want to hear it?
Lucky, everywhere I go, bang bang bang just firing lucky shots at everything like yesterday when my new phone came and it has a defect I figured out after spending more than half the day trying to connect to wifi but it doesn't connect so I have to send it back today, wait for the return to register, then order another one and I won't have a phone for like a week which means I can't leave the house or I might die. Can't go to the gym, that's for sure. Finding a new park is outta the question, I mean, is it gonna rain? I have NO clue. I don't even know what time it is without a phone! Can't do anything. Appointments are all off, literally like literally's supposed to be used. I mean, an iPhone with a broken WiFi connector whatever it's called, have you ever hearda such a thing?!?
Bang!
Bang!
wtf, apple? I've had iphones with bluetooth fail on me twice, but I thought that was because I'm working with da healing energies and I get shocked by flowers. Now I'm starting to think it was the minimac all along...
Get well soon, phoneless wonder. Sending electric flowers.
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