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What is the most random thing you have ever done?

I'll start..

Today on the ride home from school I was talking to my friends and I just turned to look out the window and said "Oh my god! MEXICANS!".. what? Don't look at me like that.

That's not really random...

I once kidnapped a cat, got it groomed and took it back home.

oh, and also, I got kicked out of Walmart at 2am once for doing my stand up comedy routine on top of a picnic table.

What is the most random thing you have ever done?

I'll start..

Today on the ride home from school I was talking to my friends and I just turned to look out the window and said "Oh my god! MEXICANS!".. what? Don't look at me like that.

I'm not looking! I'm pretending I don't know you!

One night I discovered the way to keep panhandlers from asking you for money. I asked each panhandler I passed if he had a dollar before he could ask me. Ok, it's not random, but it works.

In a lacrosse game, I'm the goalie and the ball was perpetually at the other end of the feild, so i was fairly bored. So, to pass the time, i burst out into song, choir music, disney, chorus and random rock. It was a good time and they never scored on me. Guess its lucky. :p

Well, it depends whether or not the universe is deterministic or not. Either way, I think all my actions have equal randomness...

What is the most random thing you have ever done?

I'll start..

Today on the ride home from school I was talking to my friends and I just turned to look out the window and said "Oh my god! MEXICANS!".. what? Don't look at me like that.
:eek: You're right!! Listen closely; they're speaking in their secret code. They call it "Español".

I've managed to crack the code and infiltrate their clandestine society. They even have a nickname for me now; El Gatito. It means...

Well it's meaning really isn't that important. The important thing is that I've been working under cover for quite some time now. Whenever you spend alot of time working with a backward cult like this, you start to get confused.

They play all sorts of head games with you. Ya know what I mean.

A couple of times, one of them almost convinced me that Mexicans are people with hopes and fears just like you and me. It's a scary thought, isn't it.

i don't know... ask glitziness. she brings out the random/silly side in me :P

i don't know... ask glitziness. she brings out the random/silly side in me :P
dear god... threesomes with gary moore.... ducks flying in the air during kisses.... that poppadom thing.... "save me boob!".... the musical teeth theatre thing.... where do i start?? :p :D

dear god... threesomes with gary moore.... ducks flying in the air during kisses.... that poppadom thing.... "save me boob!".... the musical teeth theatre thing.... where do i start?? :p :D
told you ;)
though i'm not totally at fault here... :fluffle:

edit: you forgot randomly laughing at pidgeons...
:-(

Umm...Well, I used to say "Quack" alot, on purpose...Yanno for things like roll call and when I was bored and stuff, but...Now, it's happening on it's own. >_> I once tried to say "hello" and it came out "quack". I'm slightly worried by this...

When my best friend and I were 16 or so, we went out onto the street with cushions on our heads, waving a curtain pole and uttering intonations that sounded something like "eeee....eeee".

Freaks.

Seems I'm the only one here concern with the classical vs. quantum physics issue.

More importantly, is it possible to be "more" random? Surely something is either random or deterministic...

I think you people overanalize the simpilest questions.
As for me, the most random thing I've ever done was I shot the president. But he lived, and only suffered brain damage (but no one noticed)!:0

Umm...Well, I used to say "Quack" alot, on purpose...Yanno for things like roll call and when I was bored and stuff, but...Now, it's happening on it's own. >_> I once tried to say "hello" and it came out "quack". I'm slightly worried by this...

ok. . . well, right quack, er back, atcha!

random? lets see. playing the video game console in a store and doing the play by play really loud.

people can be confused by yelling, it seems.

I became briefly convinced that the squirrel that lived outside our kitchen window was evil. That thing stared at me for hours. Ok, not random - just paranoid. The cat was in on it too.

I pitched my tent in the kitchen today as well. No particular reason, just felt like sitting there cooking on a camping stove for a change.

When's LG coming on-line?
Now HE's someone I want to hear from for this thread.

What is the most random thing you have ever done?

I'll start..

Today on the ride home from school I was talking to my friends and I just turned to look out the window and said "Oh my god! MEXICANS!".. what? Don't look at me like that.

The most random thing I've done? I gave my psychology notes to this random guy I met on the bus who I think was a university student. He received my lowly high school based psychology notes not an hour after my exam. Poor guy...for being on the same bus as I was.

When's LG coming on-line?
Now HE's someone I want to hear from for this thread.

Here I am. :)

Jesus, I don't even know where to begin!

Um...

I showed up for my best friend's wedding( I was Best Man) in a tux covered head-to-toe in mud.

When I was twelve I went skunk-hunting one evening and caught a skunk. I had it in a pet carrier on the deck when my mother came home. When she asked me what was in it and I replied, "It's a skunk! I'm going to sell it to a pet store!" She did this ventriloquist-like trick where she screamed at me without moving her clamped together teeth..."Get it the fuck off my porch!!!" Suffice to say, I never got a chance to sell the skunk. :(

To win a $500 bet, I took three kicks to the groin from a blackbelt martial artist and stayed on my feet. I lost 'double-or-nothing' on the fourth kick. :(

Sometimes I tackle bushes. I'm not sure why. Not all bushes, certain bushes just look like tackling bushes to me. If I see a tackling bush, I tackle it.

I've been known to jump into mud just for the hell of it when passing by some. That's how I came to be covered in mud at my friend's wedding.

I once tackled a total stranger to make a new friend. He's still my friend. :)

In a high school production of 'Harvey', I played Mrs. Ethel Chauvenney, a sixty year old woman.

In college, some of my pranks included: Making a dorm room disappear, filling another dorm room with crumpled up newspaper, freezing a mattress solid, replacing a dickhead's door lock with one that everyone in his building's key would work in, a failed attempt to duct-tape someone to a ceiling(what a disaster that was!) and stealing everything cloth someone owned while he was in the shower.

One Halloweeen night when I was sixteen, I ran around the neighborhood wearing nothing but underwear and decorated with glow-in-the dark liquid from several cut-open lightsticks.

I once ducttaped a fellow high school student naked to a toilet.

I have engaged in an extensive stun gun war with several close friends last year. Eventually, that gave way to wooden and bamboo practice swords that leave the most delightful welts and bruises.

About six months ago, I compiled a list of all the times I have been struck in the groin. It was 143. I'm now over 160.

Last weekend, I depantsed a friend after a mud volleyball tournament. He repaid me with a punch in the groin.

Sometimes I chase squirrels around the neighborhood in various states of undress.

I've been shot with the Poo Cannon.



Need I go on, or are you starting to see the pattern? :D

About six months ago, I compiled a list of all the times I have been struck in the groin. It was 143. I'm now over 160.

You remember all the times you've been hit in the groin? HOW?

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amazing. if i were your groins, i would be pissed...

You remember all the times you've been hit in the groin? HOW?

i think every guy remembers every time he was hit in the groin. it is beyond just pain, its emotional scarring...

You remember all the times you've been hit in the groin? HOW?

I'm not even certain if it's an accurate number, and there were several incidents that I'm not sure count(I racked myself pretty badly during one wrestling match as the recipient of a maneuver called a ball-and-chain. I more or less got my balls crushed by my own wrist.). But over several days, I tried to remember every incident I could, and I categorized them. That's how many I came up with.

I'm not even certain if it's an accurate number, and there were several incidents that I'm not sure count(I racked myself pretty badly during one wrestling match as the recipient of a maneuver called a ball-and-chain. I more or less got my balls crushed by my own wrist.). But over several days, I tried to remember every incident I could, and I categorized them. That's how many I came up with.

Yeah...for a number that large, I would not be able to remember all the occasions...emotional scarring or no.

I'm not even certain if it's an accurate number, and there were several incidents that I'm not sure count(I racked myself pretty badly during one wrestling match as the recipient of a maneuver called a ball-and-chain. I more or less got my balls crushed by my own wrist.). But over several days, I tried to remember every incident I could, and I categorized them. That's how many I came up with.

Ouch. Here I thought zipping your pants up a tad too quickly was painful.

*winces*

Here I am. :)
good God, is there a magnet buried in this link? :)

Sometimes I tackle bushes. I'm not sure why. Not all bushes, certain bushes just look like tackling bushes to me. If I see a tackling bush, I tackle it.
try it on the leader of the free world. i'm sure the men in black suits would love it. :)
Sometimes I chase squirrels around the neighborhood in various states of undress.
squirrels wear clothing?
I've been shot with the Poo Cannon.
o_0


random is having a physical handicap (coughmecough) covered in ketchup running through a mall screaming.

What is the most random thing you have ever done?

I'll start..

Today on the ride home from school I was talking to my friends and I just turned to look out the window and said "Oh my god! MEXICANS!".. what? Don't look at me like that.
Not to nitpick, but are there degrees of randomity? It either is random, or it isn't.

squirrels wear clothing?

I was really hoping someone would ask that. :)

Ouch. Here I thought zipping your pants up a tad too quickly was painful.

*winces*

Oddly enough, I've never done that. I'm very careful with my zipper. :p

I was really hoping someone would ask that. :)
i find it my duty to step into any word traps i may find.

especially ones set by The Mudded One.

Not to nitpick, but are there degrees of randomity? It either is random, or it isn't.
*points to LG*

Also, humans cannot truly be random. Even when you do something which is 'random', you decided to do that thing, and as such it is planned, not random. The only exception to this is those who suffer from intense mental illness, to the point that their thoughts and actions reflect the jumbled chaos in their brain.

Also, humans cannot truly be random. Even when you do something which is 'random', you decided to do that thing, and as such it is planned, not random. The only exception to this is those who suffer from intense mental illness, to the point that their thoughts and actions reflect the jumbled chaos in their brain.

:)

Also, humans cannot truly be random. Even when you do something which is 'random', you decided to do that thing, and as such it is planned, not random. The only exception to this is those who suffer from intense mental illness, to the point that their thoughts and actions reflect the jumbled chaos in their brain.

killjoy.

*raspberry*

Oddly enough, I've never done that. I'm very careful with my zipper. :p

Well I suppose that carefullness hasn't stopped the unfortunate from happening anyway. :D

Oddly enough, I've never done that. I'm very careful with my zipper. :p

I feel more secure in my whitie tighties.

Also, humans cannot truly be random. Even when you do something which is 'random', you decided to do that thing, and as such it is planned, not random. The only exception to this is those who suffer from intense mental illness, to the point that their thoughts and actions reflect the jumbled chaos in their brain.
I like eggs.

I feel more secure in my whitie tighties.

Goofball Trivia: No two pair of underwear I own are exactly the same style and color.

:)
Why I find this funny.. I do not know.. do you like eggs?

Goofball Trivia: No two pair of underwear I own are exactly the same style and color.
I think this is not true.. in the begining..

Why I find this funny.. I do not know.. do you like eggs?

For eating or throwing?

Goofball Trivia: No two pair of underwear I own are exactly the same style and color.

Oh my...now I can claim I know...things about LG's underwear! ;)

For eating or throwing?
For putting in the microwave and watching them go "boom" of course.

Oh my...now I can claim I know...things about LG's underwear! ;)

It's not exactly an exclusive club. Do you know how many people have seen my underwear? :p

For putting in the microwave and watching them go "boom" of course.

It's so depressingly contained, though. I thought you meant dissolving the shell in vinegar and throwing soft bags of goo at passing joggers.

It's not exactly an exclusive club. Do you know how many people have seen my underwear? :p

Do you happen to keep a list for that too, or is it too hard? :p

For putting in the microwave and watching them go "boom" of course.

Cleaning them up afterwards must be fun.

Do you happen to keep a list for that too, or is it too hard? :p

Way too hard. :p

It's so depressingly contained, though. I thought you meant dissolving the shell in vinegar and throwing soft bags of goo at passing joggers.
Oh, I like this idea.

My mother is going to be very mad at you soon..

*evil thoughts*

Cleaning them up afterwards must be fun.
Cleaning? WTF is cleaning?

Cleaning? WTF is cleaning?

its when you pay someone to wash/pick up stuff...

its when you pay someone to wash/pick up stuff...
I'll bet that someone pays Ruffy to wash/pick up his stuff. :p

its when you pay someone to wash/pick up stuff...
Is there any other way? :p

I'll bet that someone pays Ruffy to wash/pick up his stuff. :p
:eek:

Here I am. :)

Jesus, I don't even know where to begin!
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Thank you so much for restoring my faith in wierd, obvious disturbed but very amusing part-time clowns.

Thank you so much for restoring my faith in wierd, obvious disturbed but very amusing part-time clowns.

My Pleasure. :)

Not entirely random, but i bought the van behind me a 20-pack of tacos since i felt they were pissed about how much time i was wasting at the drive up window. They were on tour from the old Russian settlement about 120 miles away. I told the guy at the window not to tell them why, and to tell them there wasn't anything wrong inparticular with the tacos. Then i drove off smiling, while they were glaring at me, before they got their tacos.
Also, i was in line at some restaurant or food joint somewhere, and my friend in front of me pointed over my shoulder and behind me, and i kept looking at him while i used my right hand to point the direction he was pointing. My hand went up behind me & to the side ... and lightly inserted my index finger into the guy behind me's nostril.
People actually do ROFLMAO IRL.
The guy took it well but my friend utterly bereaved me of any dignity i might otherwise have been able to plod away with. That was pretty random.
Needless to say - although it crosses my mind when the situation of "pointing" comes up - that isn't likely to happen again.

Not entirely random, but i bought the van behind me a 20-pack of tacos since i felt they were pissed about how much time i was wasting at the drive up window. They were on tour from the old Russian settlement about 120 miles away. I told the guy at the window not to tell them why, and to tell them there wasn't anything wrong inparticular with the tacos. Then i drove off smiling, while they were glaring at me, before they got their tacos.
Also, i was in line at some restaurant or food joint somewhere, and my friend in front of me pointed over my shoulder and behind me, and i kept looking at him while i used my right hand to point the direction he was pointing. My hand went up behind me & to the side ... and lightly inserted my index finger into the guy behind me's nostril.
People actually do ROFLMAO IRL.
The guy took it well but my friend utterly bereaved me of any dignity i might otherwise have been able to plod away with. That was pretty random.
Needless to say - although it crosses my mind when the situation of "pointing" comes up - that isn't likely to happen again.

It's impolite to point. :p

This one time, all the atoms in my body aligned in such a way that I fell through the floor.

I once tried tomato pancakes; we have some cousins who live in Texas. Oh, whoops, I think I just turned into a penguin. Pardon me for not smoking.

:gundge:


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Probably that.

This one time, all the atoms in my body aligned in such a way that I fell through the floor.

How'd you get back out of the Earth's core?

How'd you get back out of the Earth's core?
Osmosis?

I once turned to my fencing coach who was goind CRAZY in the middle of a match I was REALLY winnig for my team (it was epee' for you curious ones) and said out of my mask: "keep your nickers on!" He never was very fond of me before or after that, quick to condem, but he was obviously going through a praise shortage.
Earlier, he said: "Go out there and loose us some points!" and "STALL FOR TIME!" Boy did I show him beating the guy who slaughtered him. 3-1 I beat that fellow, and I'll never forget it.:D

Osmosis?

The breaststroke?

How'd you get back out of the Earth's core?

Turns out the Earth really is hollow. Some friendly lizard folk showed me the exit.

I once turned to my fencing coach who was goind CRAZY in the middle of a match I was REALLY winnig for my team (it was epee' for you curious ones) and said out of my mask: "keep your nickers on!" He never was very fond of me before or after that, quick to condem, but he was obviously going through a praise shortage.
Earlier, he said: "Go out there and loose us some points!" and "STALL FOR TIME!" Boy did I show him beating the guy who slaughtered him. 3-1 I beat that fellow, and I'll never forget it.:D

That's not random.


...unless it was a boxing match. :eek:

Turns out the Earth really is hollow. Some friendly lizard folk showed me the exit.

Why do people disparage lizards? everybody I know who ever has a chance to get to know them has nothing but good things to say about them. :)

Why do people disparage lizards? everybody I know who ever has a chance to get to know them has nothing but good things to say about them. :)

I blame a biased media.

I once shouted 'Did you ever rape someone' at a woman on the otherside of the road. She didn't see the funny side.

It's impolite to point. :p
Hey, you're married, right?
Doesn't your wife like it when you point and/or when you have a point?

*exit entendre*

As is, i may have helped the guy. A lot of people don't necessarily notice the clingers.

Why do people disparage lizards? everybody I know who ever has a chance to get to know them has nothing but good things to say about them. :)
I have a *GREAT* anecdote about an adult iguana, a small rock, and Yasser Arafat.
Thanks for reminding me. Of course, were i to post it, it wouldn't be particularly random. But it was pretty funny.

I have a *GREAT* anecdote about an adult iguana, a small rock, and Yasser Arafat.
Thanks for reminding me. Of course, were i to post it, it wouldn't be particularly random. But it was pretty funny.

Unless you think it's worthy f it's own thread, feel free to share it here. I know I'm intrigued.

most of the really random things i've done have been when i was v. v.v drunk so i don't remember. i'm told i once passed out on a bonfire after walking over it repeatedly. is that random or just stupid? this was several years ago. not that my behaviour has improved at all. :p

The other day I was coming home from school on the bus with my friends. When one of them decided he'd put his tie out of the window (:confused: ) and closed it so it wouldn't fall out; and when the bus accelerated the tie caught wind and started flapping about. For some reason, I started laughing hysterically at the tie and couldn't stop until the tie went down and when it went up again, The same happened. Insanity or randomness? I like cheese.

Unless you think it's worthy f it's own thread, feel free to share it here. I know I'm intrigued.
I actually snagged your attention?
Arrrh.

It's not worth a thread. Soooooo...
I lived with a couple other dudes about nine or ten years ago, and one guy had an adult iguana, and not a particularly friendly one. It had associated the bathroom with just that... a bathroom. So whenever it got out of the cage (helped or otherwise), it would go climb into the tub and squirt out a few poignant remarks. Then it would attempt to climb out, but was largely unsuccessful at first, thus smearing it all over the tub and eventually on the floor. Then it would spread it out all over the floor.
So the place would stink like that. One time, the iguana finally decided, after not being let out any more, to actually use the corner of the cage. I walked in on the room and surprised him, just slightly, and he turned his head in a slight amount of embarassment and shame, and as i watched him do that, followed by a slight head-cocking, his rectal sleeve started to retract fast. The think is, he was on some of those giant chunks of aquarium gravel, and the sleeve was in contact with one of the stones. "Shlup" is the most applicable sound for what came next. Then, the look on his face was absolutely priceless. He held on to it for quite a while, squirming and wriggling around the cage, climbing the walls and attempting what appeared to be lizard-yoga. I was literally laughing to tears, which made him more agitated. Especially moreso when he fell down from the side of the cage. It was cruel and funny at the same time, since i knew the lizard didn't like or know me well enough to let me help (not that i really knew what to do, other than use some tweezers and some liquor) - how do you relax an iguana enough to get it to loosen its sphincter (or whatever's up there) enough to pull a rock out of it (or whatever else ...)?
AFAICR, he didn't drop it. It wasn't partially sticking out, it was all-the-way-in.
So i'm in line at the store a little bit later, and i notice the cover of some current magazine, with a picture of Arafat on it, taken when he was a bit PO'd about something, and immediately i laughed at the striking similarity in expression 'twixt he and the iguana.
-cont'd-

-cont'd-
My raucous laugh got the attention of the fella behind me, who might have thought i was laughing at his barely-noticeable thin hair on the top of his head *shrug*, so he leans in and says "What?"
I point to Arafat and say "That's the exact same look my iguana gave when his butthole swallowed a boulder."
The guy looked at me just a little perplexed, looked away, looked at his watch, and then left his items on the moving counter, walking away in a brisk fashion, with his eyes intensely fixated on the far door, about 40 or 50 feet away.
No, just kidding. He actually said "What?" again, with a different intonation.
So i told him about what the lizard did and explained myself a little better, and he started laughing too. He was wearing a thin black shirt with sleeves (like thermal underwear sorta) and blue jeans.

He might not ever forget that. I won't. Actually, it appears more and more every day that i might, but i'd like to think that i won't forget.

-cont'd-
My raucous laugh got the attention of the fella behind me, who might have thought i was laughing at his barely-noticeable thin hair on the top of his head *shrug*, so he leans in and says "What?"
I point to Arafat and say "That's the exact same look my iguana gave when his butthole swallowed a boulder."
The guy looked at me just a little perplexed, looked away, looked at his watch, and then left his items on the moving counter, walking away in a brisk fashion, with his eyes intensely fixated on the far door, about 40 or 50 feet away.
No, just kidding. He actually said "What?" again, with a different intonation.
So i told him about what the lizard did and explained myself a little better, and he started laughing too. He was wearing a thin black shirt with sleeves (like thermal underwear sorta) and blue jeans.

He might not ever forget that. I won't. Actually, it appears more and more every day that i might, but i'd like to think that i won't forget.

I love you:fluffle:

-cont'd-
My raucous laugh got the attention of the fella behind me, who might have thought i was laughing at his barely-noticeable thin hair on the top of his head *shrug*, so he leans in and says "What?"
I point to Arafat and say "That's the exact same look my iguana gave when his butthole swallowed a boulder."
The guy looked at me just a little perplexed, looked away, looked at his watch, and then left his items on the moving counter, walking away in a brisk fashion, with his eyes intensely fixated on the far door, about 40 or 50 feet away.
No, just kidding. He actually said "What?" again, with a different intonation.
So i told him about what the lizard did and explained myself a little better, and he started laughing too. He was wearing a thin black shirt with sleeves (like thermal underwear sorta) and blue jeans.

He might not ever forget that. I won't. Actually, it appears more and more every day that i might, but i'd like to think that i won't forget.

My god, that's something you'd never see on Crocodile Hunter, huh?

*chuckles*

I love you:fluffle:
Funny how many times i hear that after talking about iguana anus. :D
Thanks, now i know what to get us for anniversary!

My god, that's something you'd never see on Crocodile Hunter, huh?

*chuckles*
Wouldn't that depend on Sweeps Week?

Although I cannot compete with Lunatic Goofballs I will try my damndest.

Got a bright red mohawk.....for Christmas.:eek:

Bought myself some Tony Romas ribs, then bought some more, had them boxed up and then gave them to some random dog as I walked home.

Jumped my parents car. (Let us hope they don't find this thread)

Hmmm....I know I've done more but my memory is terrible. Oh well.

lol seriously man .. u gotta teach me how to jump a car.. neva kne someone else had tried it b4 me .. ;)

Although I cannot compete with Lunatic Goofballs I will try my damndest.

Got a bright red mohawk.....for Christmas.:eek:

Bought myself some Tony Romas ribs, then bought some more, had them boxed up and then gave them to some random dog as I walked home.

Jumped my parents car. (Let us hope they don't find this thread)

Hmmm....I know I've done more but my memory is terrible. Oh well.

Most of the people who can compete with me are either dead, disabled or have their own TV show by now. :p

Running for Student Representative on the School board.:D

Randomness is observed by us, not done by us.

It is only a mere perception of how you choose to look at things.

It is only a mere perception of how you choose to look at things.
Well, in my opinion there is nothing "mere" about it. Randomness, like coincidence, is a very powerful perception of how we do look at things.

We have this antique car, a Graham Paige, and back in August, we were taking it to a car show at the Williamson County Agricultural Centre. Daddy, however, didn't want to have to stand by it the entire time, but because it's a rare car, very few people know what it is, so we decided to make signs. I threw something together in InDesign and picked out a page in a car catalogue from 1929 that I wanted to have enlarged and then took it to Kinko's.

At Kinko's, some new guy was helping me and he said he wasn't sure if he would be allowed to copy from the catalogue because it might be under copyright. I assured him that it was not because it had no publisher information, and besides, it was beyond the point where a copyright would have mattered. We attracted the attention of his manager, however, and she came over to us and got all snarky.

'Yeah, we can't copy this unless you have express written permission from this person,' she said as she pointed at the name of a surely long-dead car salesman.

'This was published in 1929. I have a feeling that he's dead by this point.'

'Well, I can't copy it for you. That's a federal offence.'

Without even thinking, I responded with what is probably the most famous thing I've ever said to anyone.

'Well, your face is a federal offence.'

I'm pretty sure I'm not allowed back in that Kinko's.

We have this antique car, a Graham Paige, and back in August, we were taking it to a car show at the Williamson County Agricultural Centre. Daddy, however, didn't want to have to stand by it the entire time, but because it's a rare car, very few people know what it is, so we decided to make signs. I threw something together in InDesign and picked out a page in a car catalogue from 1929 that I wanted to have enlarged and then took it to Kinko's.

At Kinko's, some new guy was helping me and he said he wasn't sure if he would be allowed to copy from the catalogue because it might be under copyright. I assured him that it was not because it had no publisher information, and besides, it was beyond the point where a copyright would have mattered. We attracted the attention of his manager, however, and she came over to us and got all snarky.

'Yeah, we can't copy this unless you have express written permission from this person,' she said as she pointed at the name of a surely long-dead car salesman.

'This was published in 1929. I have a feeling that he's dead by this point.'

'Well, I can't copy it for you. That's a federal offence.'

Without even thinking, I responded with what is probably the most famous thing I've ever said to anyone.

'Well, your face is a federal offence.'

I'm pretty sure I'm not allowed back in that Kinko's.
Yay! :D
That's certainly an interesting anecdote - but not exactly random. Perhaps if you jumbled the sentences somewhat, it would appear more random. ;)


Admittedly, mine was quite belaboured. But i pointed out that the guy i was talking to in the store was pretty much the random factor. And, perhaps, a few of the circumstances.

My impromptu and public Invader Zim impersonations top my list. Also announcing my horniness.

I don't know if this qualifies, but here goes anyway. One night, I had gone to sleep with my bedroom window open, on account of the fact it was rather hot that evening. The window in question overlooked a roof with a slight pitch to it, and since it was some 15 feet or so above the yard below, it was my habit to let my cat have the run of this roof, as there was nowhere for it to go, and I though I'd allow the cat THAT much freedom at least. Well, while I was asleep, thunder had then woken me up because apparently a storm had moved in, and the wind was now blowing fairly hard out there. I got up, stumbled to the window in the darkened room to close it before the rain began, counting my good fortune and timing and as I did so, and just as I had closed it, the cat bounced off the glass from the outside.

Now that's random.

I let him back in, but not before I had laughed my *ss off.

I don't know if this qualifies, but here goes anyway. One night, I had gone to sleep with my bedroom window open, on account of the fact it was rather hot that evening. The window in question overlooked a roof with a slight pitch to it, and since it was some 15 feet or so above the yard below, it was my habit to let my cat have the run of this roof, as there was nowhere for it to go, and I though I'd allow the cat THAT much freedom at least. Well, while I was asleep, thunder had then woken me up because apparently a storm had moved in, and the wind was now blowing fairly hard out there. I got up, stumbled to the window in the darkened room to close it before the rain began, counting my good fortune and timing and as I did so, and just as I had closed it, the cat bounced off the glass from the outside.

Now that's random.

I let him back in, but not before I had laughed my *ss off.
That's an absolute keeper. Although, it's not exactly random so much as improbably ironic. But it works.
It might even work on Sarkhaan and i's upcoming thread. *spolier*

I caught a cat rather suddenly. I believe it fell out a window somewhere, though I can't be sure. Scratched like a motherfucker & ran off... Random & quite surprising, but not terribly interesting.

I've occationally found myself waking up in a forign country, but though it feels random when it happens, I suspect it's more to do with alcohol's tendency to blurr my memory.