NationStates Jolt Archive

Howdy folks.
This thread has a relatively simple premise: getting to know everyone a little better. Whether it be in a fashion of honesty and veracity, or a play on words that lets the best confabulators and bards spin their yarn fantastic ... the idea of this thread inparticular is to provide a personal experience from a word-association initiator.

I'll begin with a particular topic, and anyone who sees fit to share a personal anecdote about the topic, or a highlighting aspect of the anecdote given, can do so, and in theory the thread shall flow henceforth.

There are liable to be several overlaps at some point, which is fine, i'm sure equilibrium shall come at some point or another.

The topic initiator shall be :
Medical anecdotes
I have agreed to be the first "victim" in this thread, so i shall post accordingly here in a moment.

I have had quite a few medical issues over the years, and one of the more painful and humiliating ones was my kidney stone. I'd developed it over a while, but the first 1/6 of it broke free in 2001. I worked the whole day while it was passing through, and when i'd finally had enough (couldn't sleep), i opted to attend the local walk-in physician, who, 5 inconclusive X-rays later, determined that i'd already managed to do the work myself. I got a prescription for ibuprofen and they sent me on my merry way, $1,600 later.
I can relate the passing in comparison to something i believe many are familiar with - kinked hose.
Also, there's an old trick with gas tanks and ping-pong balls which suits this comparison nicely.
Also, it feels particularly strange to have a jagged chunk of material bouncing around in the bladder.

...

That was part one.

Part 2:
So the second part cut loose of my kidney, and that experience was one i thought i might make it through on my own. WRONG.
Bile, when its fresh, is a peculiar neon colour, btw. So much intestinal disturbance results in so much bile, really.
Anywho, i had to make it to Anchorage since none of the locals were going to be able to help me, and i went to some specialist.
The humourous (terrible, just terrible pun) part of this great voyage had to do with me being wheeled into the operating room. Three women, three men IIRC. A nurse grabbed my arm for a shot, and i asked what it was they were smackin' me with, and they snickered. I said, "What?"
They said "properol" (or something like that, i don't know how to spell it), and snickered again. I said, "So, you figure i'm not gonna remember this, huh?" They nodded and beamed. I explained i was one of the lucky folk who can actually feel when a new agent is making its way through my bloodstream, even though they tried to distract me with different pressure points - so i tracked the saturation of the anaesthesia until it reached my neck, where i lost track of it. They wanted me to lie my head down, so i started to. Then my thinking started to feel a little clouded, and i started to explain it. As soon as i attempted to do so, my mouth started doing different things than i was telling it to, and all i could muster was "Wow, this sh*t is POWERFUh" - and then my tongue flopped sideways onto the corner of my mouth. I immediately felt what seemed like several G's pressing my now concrete-esque body into the operating table. The last thing i see is their grins.
Next thing, they're pulling the oxygen stimulator mask off my face, and i'm sitting upright.
"Properol!" (or whatever i thought it was) i exclaimed.
"What?" said the nurse, looking quizically at my wife. She always acts like she's not in on the joke so i have to explain myself, then she interrupts anyway - but this time, she really wasn't in on it.
"Properol!" i said again ... "You guys didn't think i'd remember!"
The nurse just looked at me.
"The anaesthetic. Everybody was convinced i wouldn't remember that. Well, there you go."
"Oh," she said, and asked how i felt, not really caring about my topic of interest (quite common).
I said pretty good considering i had some guy fondling my genitals on a table in front of some folks with smirks disproportionalizing their faces.
Then she asked if i was ready to get up, and then asked me to take note of the string that was hanging out of my goodies, taped to my inner thigh.
She said it was important that i didn't let that string retract, it's hella hard to get the stint out if you don't have the lead.
I gulped, and they explained what they're about.


BTW, post roll! WooT!

Yay, I've been sigged :D
:fluffle:

I would reply on topic, but I'm not quite sure what you're asking for, do these anecdotes have to be medical, or can they be about anything?

Yay, I've been sigged :D
:fluffle:
Thanks to you m'dear. *bows*

I would reply on topic, but I'm not quite sure what you're asking for, do these anecdotes have to be medical, or can they be about anything?They don't HAVE to be medical, it's just a matter of whether you have an anecdote that relates to that topic or something specific in the post. If so, go ahead and put the topic in your post title! :)

Part 3:
So i had the stint in for an extra long time, making sure there was a full release of the leftover stone material ... the bill was $16,000 or so, but about $10k got dropped - one of the best presents i ever got.
And for quite a while, i had dysuria, and although a doctor might tell you that just a little foam is indicative of blood, this was basically the same color and texture as grape juice. That went on about a month, when the pyuria started, for which i'd had enough, and propped myself in a tub of tepid water and toked down a naproxen and whatever the other painkiller was - and i pulled it out myself, excruciatingly, over about a half-hour. Now it's useful as a bracelet memento.

So, i figure that, one of my many medical anecdotes, ought to kick this off well.
Don't feel too intimidated to divulge!


Also: BBL.

Yowch. Remind me that if I ever get a kidney stone to kill myself.

Yowch. Remind me that if I ever get a kidney stone to kill myself.
Well, i only had a one-in-ten chance of passing it without several internal damage on my own.
I decided it was okay for them to touch me in a rather personal fashion.
Really, it doesn't feel so very good, but there IS worse.

As per medical, i'm sure there's plenty of folks out there who have some circumstances which might make a funny or at least evocative anecdote here - Cutty Sarkhaan's supposed to pop in some time, as well as a few others.

I also have a few other ones but i'll save 'til later.

This is the thread I've been antisipating? :mad:

Medical?

Like.. lemme try and fail horribly.

Em.. nevermind.

Wait.

I'm having surgery tomorrow.

What tha fuck?


:confused:

Wow, I didn't know Sarkhaan and Straughn formed a production company. Kind of like Old Gringo Productions.

This is the thread I've been antisipating? :mad:

Medical?

Like.. lemme try and fail horribly.

Em.. nevermind.

Wait.

I'm having surgery tomorrow.

What tha fuck?


:confused:So that's the hand surgery? Should i revoke your Kari Byron pix? ;)
Well, perhaps your anecdote is about why you'll need surgery - some funny circumstance you'd care to relate?
Good luck btw.
And, you'll have to TG me first to get that evil you were inquiring about.

Wow, I didn't know Sarkhaan and Straughn formed a production company. Kind of like Old Gringo Productions.
It started with a few thread 'jacks, and eventually, this occurred.
So, do you have a risible medical experience you'd like to share?

It started with a few thread 'jacks, and eventually, this occurred.
So, do you have a risible medical experience you'd like to share?
I have a few, but they didn't happen to me, but people I know. I'm afraid it's a you-have-to-have-cancer to know what it means kind of thing.

So that's the hand surgery? Should i revoke your Kari Byron pix? ;)
Well, perhaps your anecdote is about why you'll need surgery - some funny circumstance you'd care to relate?
Good luck btw.
And, you'll have to TG me first to get that evil you were inquiring about.
Yessir, teh hand, pix0rz eh? :D

I will think about an anecdote, maybe I'll have a better one after lunch tommorow, while I'm high on painkillers :D

Luck? I'm Irish!

You want me to TG you? We are both lazy. I'll try to get the stregnth.

*gets it*

Straughn, babe, there's no nation. I am going to cry. Making me do more effort demanding stuff :(

Well, i only had a one-in-ten chance of passing it without several internal damage on my own.
I decided it was okay for them to touch me in a rather personal fashion.
Really, it doesn't feel so very good, but there IS worse.

As per medical, i'm sure there's plenty of folks out there who have some circumstances which might make a funny or at least evocative anecdote here - Cutty Sarkhaan's supposed to pop in some time, as well as a few others.

I also have a few other ones but i'll save 'til later.
:eek: I remember passing my first Kidney stone. I was pissing then I felt rather... blocked. So I tried harder and suddenly there was a metalic Ping as something shot into the toilet bowl... Looking into the bowl was a blood red stone. tear shaped (which was probably why there was no pain.) but it still scared the shit outta me.

So does the Anecdote have to be mine or can it be something I witnessed/happened to a third party?

:eek: I remember passing my first Kidney stone. I was pissing then I felt rather... blocked. So I tried harder and suddenly there was a metalic Ping as something shot into the toilet bowl... Looking into the bowl was a blood red stone. tear shaped (which was probably why there was no pain.) but it still scared the shit outta me.
Pissing rubies!

And Straughn, *cries*

I feel lime a n00b. How do I TG you ? :confused: :mad: :(

Pissing rubies!

And Straughn, *cries*

I feel lime a n00b. How do I TG you ? :confused: :mad: :(
go to your nation. click on "The World" and type his name in the block for nation.

i.e. Type in Junii if you want to telegram me.

then at the bottom of his Nation's fact page you will see the telegram screen. type and send.

oh and you need to be logged into your nation.

go to your nation. click on "The World" and type his name in the block for nation.

i.e. Type in Junii if you want to telegram me.

then at the bottom of his Nation's fact page you will see the telegram screen. type and send.

oh and you need to be logged into your nation.
Hm. It said he didn't exist the first time.. typed it right too.. worked now tho.

:fluffle:

urmmmm...*attempting to think of on-topic things to say*

I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow? For which I have to pay $50 just so he can fill out a check-up form for me and I can work in the summer. Even though we have universal health coverage in Canada. How the hell does this work?

urmmmm...*attempting to think of on-topic things to say*

I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow? For which I have to pay $50 just so he can fill out a check-up form for me and I can work in the summer. Even though we have universal health coverage in Canada. How the hell does this work?
We think alike.

I have a few, but they didn't happen to me, but people I know. I'm afraid it's a you-have-to-have-cancer to know what it means kind of thing.
Already had my first run in w/my wife. :(
The good news is that there's some pretty good vaccine and treatment getting approval as we type. :)

So you don't even have a funny dentist story? I've got one. The kind that makes people not go to dentists :eek: while revelling in the musical aspect from Little Shop of Horrors.

:eek: I remember passing my first Kidney stone. I was pissing then I felt rather... blocked. So I tried harder and suddenly there was a metalic Ping as something shot into the toilet bowl... Looking into the bowl was a blood red stone. tear shaped (which was probably why there was no pain.) but it still scared the shit outta me.
Did you save it? I have the first one in a little plastic cannister, that i rattle every now and again for percussion accompaniment on a gig.

Did you also alter your ingurgitative habits after that?
Most people get them, but usually they split off early enough that people don't generally get a lot of discomfort from them. Not so much with me, or my dad (who i claimed most of my physical problems from) - seeing as how he had to have one of his kidneys removed for same reasons.

go to your nation. click on "The World" and type his name in the block for nation.

i.e. Type in Junii if you want to telegram me.

then at the bottom of his Nation's fact page you will see the telegram screen. type and send.

oh and you need to be logged into your nation.
Hey, thank you! *bows*
:)
I'm saving that info (EXTREMELY bad memory)

urmmmm...*attempting to think of on-topic things to say*

I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow? For which I have to pay $50 just so he can fill out a check-up form for me and I can work in the summer. Even though we have universal health coverage in Canada. How the hell does this work?
Well, as you'd alluded in the other thread, if you're of relatively pristine constitution, there might not be so many funny medical stories ... so the form is admissive to a job? Do you have to do the pee test?
(Oh, btw, that pee-test issue is probably a good anecdote source for a lot of posters here {looks in Ill Rufferto's direction} :)

Wow, I didn't know Sarkhaan and Straughn formed a production company. Kind of like Old Gringo Productions.
I think we decided to try to not hijack every thread we're in with anecdotes, so we've decided to do a thread of them.


hmm...okay I think the foot story shall be told. Sadly, I have to run after this, but I shall be back soon-ish.

So at this time, I was but a little tyke. We were out shopping one cold winter day, looking for a new bed frame, iirc. Me, my mom and dad, my sister, and my sisters friend went to Sears. I was wearing rubber boots because of a) the snow and b) my mothers love of clothing items that she knew would one day make me hate every picture that was taken before the age of...well...yeah...all pictures. So anyway, we're on the escalator, and I'm rubbing my foot along the side to make a high pitched squealing noise. Suddenly, my foot is no longer on the side, but actually within the escalator (as in, between the stagnant side metal piece and the black moving step). As it would turn out, the friction melted the rubber, which then solidified under the step, and slowly pulled my foot in. This was an old escalator, so the shutoff was a bit hidden. My dad was holding me up, my mom screaming, my sister and friend were crying. I was pretty much in shock, and was completely calm. So some employee comes along and shuts it off. So now, I'm still stuck, but it isn't moving, and so no longer pulling me in or crushing the bones. Some drunk guy comes up with a pocket knife to cut me out. My mother grabs the knife from him and gives it to my dad. What does he do? accidentally stabs my foot.

So I get cut out. The foot looks okay, except for the stab wound. We go, fill out insurance forms (all the while, my foot is swelling). An hour later, they get me a boot (girls and several sizes too small). The cram my foot into it. We go to the ER, my dad pulls some strings, I get in fast. Turns out, three broken bones, which no longer lined up, no thanks to the damn boot they insisted on putting on me, despite the fact that I told them it hurt.

To this day, when I'm harassing my dad and he tells me to be quiet, I mention the fact that he stabbed me when I was a kid. I know. I'm precious.:D

Already had my first run in w/my wife. :(
The good news is that there's some pretty good vaccine and treatment getting approval as we type. :)

So you don't even have a funny dentist story? I've got one. The kind that makes people not go to dentists :eek: while revelling in the musical aspect from Little Shop of Horrors.
Hmm, I have an interesting dentist one.. kinda. I think.

Hmm, I have an interesting dentist one.. kinda. I think.
so tell it.

I think we decided to try to not hijack every thread we're in with anecdotes, so we've decided to do a thread of them.


hmm...okay I think the foot story shall be told. Sadly, I have to run after this, but I shall be back soon-ish.

So at this time, I was but a little tyke. We were out shopping one cold winter day, looking for a new bed frame, iirc. Me, my mom and dad, my sister, and my sisters friend went to Sears. I was wearing rubber boots because of a) the snow and b) my mothers love of clothing items that she knew would one day make me hate every picture that was taken before the age of...well...yeah...all pictures. So anyway, we're on the escalator, and I'm rubbing my foot along the side to make a high pitched squealing noise. Suddenly, my foot is no longer on the side, but actually within the escalator (as in, between the stagnant side metal piece and the black moving step). As it would turn out, the friction melted the rubber, which then solidified under the step, and slowly pulled my foot in. This was an old escalator, so the shutoff was a bit hidden. My dad was holding me up, my mom screaming, my sister and friend were crying. I was pretty much in shock, and was completely calm. So some employee comes along and shuts it off. So now, I'm still stuck, but it isn't moving, and so no longer pulling me in or crushing the bones. Some drunk guy comes up with a pocket knife to cut me out. My mother grabs the knife from him and gives it to my dad. What does he do? accidentally stabs my foot.

So I get cut out. The foot looks okay, except for the stab wound. We go, fill out insurance forms (all the while, my foot is swelling). An hour later, they get me a boot (girls and several sizes too small). The cram my foot into it. We go to the ER, my dad pulls some strings, I get in fast. Turns out, three broken bones, which no longer lined up, no thanks to the damn boot they insisted on putting on me, despite the fact that I told them it hurt.

To this day, when I'm harassing my dad and he tells me to be quiet, I mention the fact that he stabbed me when I was a kid. I know. I'm precious.:DOh YEAH, that's one for the anecdote thread!

Well, as you'd alluded in the other thread, if you're of relatively pristine constitution, there might not be so many funny medical stories ... so the form is admissive to a job? Do you have to do the pee test?
(Oh, btw, that pee-test issue is probably a good anecdote source for a lot of posters here {looks in Ill Rufferto's direction} :)
No pee test. All the doctor needs to do is sign a one page form and basically say I'm healthy enough to do the occasional heavy labour. He doesn't even have to stick a needle in me or anything. Being charged $50 for it when my medical is supposed to be free does NOT feel good.

teehee. Hey, Ruffy, can you pass a pee test right now? ;)

so tell it.
Tell it I shall, with pictures to make it look bigger.

No pee test. All the doctor needs to do is sign a one page form and basically say I'm healthy enough to do the occasional heavy labour. He doesn't even have to stick a needle in me or anything. Being charged $50 for it when my medical is supposed to be free does NOT feel good.

teehee. Hey, Ruffy, can you pass a pee test right now? ;)
*thinks*

Monday; bowl. Tuesday; joint. Wensdesdeay; roach from Tuesday. Tonight; n/a :eek:

It's a no.

Teehee

So does the Anecdote have to be mine or can it be something I witnessed/happened to a third party?
It would still be your anecdote if you experienced it in some fashion - or at least, participating in telling it. :)

No pee test. All the doctor needs to do is sign a one page form and basically say I'm healthy enough to do the occasional heavy labour. He doesn't even have to stick a needle in me or anything. Being charged $50 for it when my medical is supposed to be free does NOT feel good. So this job is different than others in your work history? What're you doing?

teehee. Hey, Ruffy, can you pass a pee test right now? ;)I see you got my inference. :D

I work for a Health care organization. one of the claims to pass my desk was for a man who had a... sexual augmentation device, attached to a member of which said augmentation device was supposed to be on when properly used. however, the chrome ring, which was it got stuck and couldn't be removed. The reports said it had to be cut off... the device, not the member.

the woman who put that on my desk was confused as to why a ring would go there and what it's purpose was.

I simply replied. "I have no Idea."

One day, over a year ago, I went on a vist to the dentist. The nurse went "Hmm, that's weird" took some exrays; a few days later I get a call, a call that turned me into a freak.

I have been told I need to come in, in to confirm the freak that I now am.

You may be asking "What what what?!"; same as I, on that very day.

The nurses stared, giggled, and smiled. Fore what they knew, they had no idea what to think.

I walk in, sit in the chair, and wait; wait for my verdict. Nurse walks in, exrays in hand, smiles and tells me she never saw such a thing before. She puts the picture on the light, this is what I see:

http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y79/Goomg/cell%20phone%20pics/6da87476.jpg

http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y79/Goomg/cell%20phone%20pics/83fc6d3e.jpg

Yep, that's right, my wisdom tooth ran away, away to the jaw. Not only did I never even know it existed, but it has a friend. An extra tooth.

Surgery to rip the fuckers out; June 24th
High on painkillers; Priceless.

Hows dat?

Did you save it? I have the first one in a little plastic cannister, that i rattle every now and again for percussion accompaniment on a gig.

Did you also alter your ingurgitative habits after that?
Most people get them, but usually they split off early enough that people don't generally get a lot of discomfort from them. Not so much with me, or my dad (who i claimed most of my physical problems from) - seeing as how he had to have one of his kidneys removed for same reasons.
I remember fishing it out, washing it and putting it into a jewelry container.

can't remember where it went after that.

Knowing my luck, someone will find it to make it the most embarrasing time for me.

...You'd think after about fifteen random stabs with the numbing agent, you wouldn't feel the pain of have the four teeth pulled, but nooooo.

I work for a Health care organization. one of the claims to pass my desk was for a man who had a... sexual augmentation device, attached to a member of which said augmentation device was supposed to be on when properly used. however, the chrome ring, which was it got stuck and couldn't be removed. The reports said it had to be cut off... the device, not the member.

the woman who put that on my desk was confused as to why a ring would go there and what it's purpose was.

I simply replied. "I have no Idea."
And THAT's another anecdote keeper!
:)
So what did they get it off with? Does chrome cut easy? *thinks acetylene torch*

My personal touch ... i was given three "customary" fittings for Xmas back in 2000. :eek:
The novelty works out quick :p

One day, over a year ago, I went on a vist to the dentist. The nurse went "Hmm, that's weird" took some exrays; a few days later I get a call, a call that turned me into a freak.

I have been told I need to come in, in to confirm the freak that I now am.

You may be asking "What what what?!"; same as I, on that very day.

The nurses stared, giggled, and smiled. Fore what they knew, they had no idea what to think.

I walk in, sit in the chair, and wait; wait for my verdict. Nurse walks in, exrays in hand, smiles and tells me she never saw such a thing before. She puts the picture on the light, this is what I see:

http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y79/Goomg/cell%20phone%20pics/6da87476.jpg

http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y79/Goomg/cell%20phone%20pics/83fc6d3e.jpg

Yep, that's right, my wisdom tooth ran away, away to the jaw. Not only did I never even know it existed, but it has a friend. An extra tooth.

Surgery to rip the fuckers out; June 24th
High on painkillers; Priceless.

Hows dat?
Wow :eek:
That is ANOTHER keeper. I've never heard of this happening to anyone - i can see why they would be a tad surprised. Did you suspect anything amiss before that check-up? I got my wisdom teeth yanked but not after they damaged my gumline and compromised the other teeth. :(
And yeah, there's two stories to that.

...You'd think after about fifteen random stabs with the numbing agent, you wouldn't feel the pain of have the four teeth pulled, but nooooo.
That was one of my dentist anecdotes - the guy missed the vein on my left cheek (face), so he both squished his thumb into my face for grip/tension (?) while simultaneously jabbing the needle in and out, just bumping the vein in question, which, if you've ever had that done, you know how relatively unpleasant an experience it is. I clenched my fists and started rising up out of the chair with him still hanging on my face. He backed off me, panting. It was weird, almost like a rape. Never went back.

Well, as you'd alluded in the other thread, if you're of relatively pristine constitution, there might not be so many funny medical stories ... so the form is admissive to a job? Do you have to do the pee test?
(Oh, btw, that pee-test issue is probably a good anecdote source for a lot of posters here {looks in Ill Rufferto's direction} :)
lol..

Didn't see this post.

Mommy found a pipe on my desk in the fall, she woke me up and asked what it was.. I mummbled "i'll be right up" thinking she was waking me up for school, she shook me again. "fgmfdhdsfmsdasdasd be right out".

*smack*

"what"

What is this?

I couldn't think of anything else but "i smoked leftover tobacco from it"

Man.. I was so fucked up.

And THAT's another anecdote keeper!
:)
So what did they get it off with? Does chrome cut easy? *thinks acetylene torch*

My personal touch ... i was given three "customary" fittings for Xmas back in 2000. :eek:
The novelty works out quick :p
the report never said. "Whistles innocently"

lol..

Didn't see this post.

Mommy found a pipe on my desk in the fall, she woke me up and asked what it was.. I mummbled "i'll be right up" thinking she was waking me up for school, she shook me again. "fgmfdhdsfmsdasdasd be right out".

*smack*

"what"

What is this?

I couldn't think of anything else but "i smoked leftover tobacco from it"

Man.. I was so fucked up.So she couldn't smell the difference, or did she decide not to argue with you about it? ;)

resin

Wow :eek:
That is ANOTHER keeper. I've never heard of this happening to anyone - i can see why they would be a tad surprised. Did you suspect anything amiss before that check-up? I got my wisdom teeth yanked but not after they damaged my gumline and compromised the other teeth. :(
And yeah, there's two stories to that.
I didn't even feel it :eek: still can't :eek:

I wanna hear these two stories!

...You'd think after about fifteen random stabs with the numbing agent, you wouldn't feel the pain of have the four teeth pulled, but nooooo.
then add that the numbing agent only lasts a couple of hours while the pain stays for days... :p

the report never said. "Whistles innocently"
I would want to know ... i mean, you never know when that kind of thing will come up! Jaws of life? :eek:
(BTW - i have five of the eight or nine in The Worst Case Scenario Survival Guide series ;) )

So she couldn't smell the difference, or did she decide not to argue with you about it? ;)

resin
Both!

mmm resin

She took it and hid it.. I found it in under the drivers seat of her car, what an idiot.

"mam?"
"yes?"
"is that a pipe?"
"uhh, it's my sons"
"you have the right to remain silent"
"fuck."

I didn't even feel it :eek: still can't :eek:

I wanna hear these two stories!
The first one i opted not for the "deluxe" anaesthesia. So your imagination can run wild on that one ... my first regular infusion of an opiate from that point on. I was useless to talk for a day, so i was left alone at the house to watch cable shirtless on the couch (watching "Ripley's Believe It or Not", the old show) with a six pack o' Henry Weinhard's "Private Reserve" Root Beer and some yogurt.
So my sense of smell came back a little while later, and i could smell the root beer, and i thought, mmmm, that'd be good. Then i felt something weird on my chest, and looked down. Then fresh drool and blood poured out of my mouth and on my torso. I laughed almost immediately, which didn't help, so it splattered a bit. Then, of course, a package comes to the door for my brother in law (his house), and i have to get up to get it. I just give up on cleaning and answer the door like that - and the guy just looks it me quizzically. I shrug, point to my jaw and take his pen to sign it. In the background is Ripley's, which probably had some circus freaks or something on it at the time :) He looked at me a little strangely, but wasn't interested in small talk, and he hoofed on out kinda quick. No pix, sorry.
The second one will take a little longer.

urmmmm...*attempting to think of on-topic things to say*

I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow? For which I have to pay $50 just so he can fill out a check-up form for me and I can work in the summer. Even though we have universal health coverage in Canada. How the hell does this work?
Must be witchcraft.;)

The first one i opted not for the "deluxe" anaesthesia. So your imagination can run wild on that one ... my first regular infusion of an opiate from that point on. I was useless to talk for a day, so i was left alone at the house to watch cable shirtless on the couch (watching "Ripley's Believe It or Not", the old show) with a six pack o' Henry Weinhard's "Private Reserve" Root Beer and some yogurt.
So my sense of smell came back a little while later, and i could smell the root beer, and i thought, mmmm, that'd be good. Then i felt something weird on my chest, and looked down. Then fresh drool and blood poured out of my mouth and on my torso. I laughed almost immediately, which didn't help, so it splattered a bit. Then, of course, a package comes to the door for my brother in law (his house), and i have to get up to get it. I just give up on cleaning and answer the door like that - and the guy just looks it me quizzically. I shrug, point to my jaw and take his pen to sign it. In the background is Ripley's, which probably had some circus freaks or something on it at the time :) He looked at me a little strangely, but wasn't interested in small talk, and he hoofed on out kinda quick. No pix, sorry.
The second one will take a little longer.
Absolutly terrific!

One day, over a year ago, I went on a vist to the dentist. The nurse went "Hmm, that's weird" took some exrays; a few days later I get a call, a call that turned me into a freak.

I have been told I need to come in, in to confirm the freak that I now am.

You may be asking "What what what?!"; same as I, on that very day.

The nurses stared, giggled, and smiled. Fore what they knew, they had no idea what to think.

I walk in, sit in the chair, and wait; wait for my verdict. Nurse walks in, exrays in hand, smiles and tells me she never saw such a thing before. She puts the picture on the light, this is what I see:

http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y79/Goomg/cell%20phone%20pics/6da87476.jpg

http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y79/Goomg/cell%20phone%20pics/83fc6d3e.jpg

Yep, that's right, my wisdom tooth ran away, away to the jaw. Not only did I never even know it existed, but it has a friend. An extra tooth.

Surgery to rip the fuckers out; June 24th
High on painkillers; Priceless.

Hows dat?
Lol
That's great.

...You'd think after about fifteen random stabs with the numbing agent, you wouldn't feel the pain of have the four teeth pulled, but nooooo.
Two were pretty bad; I can only imagine four.

Absolutly terrific!
The second one was dealing with the issues that came up from not having my wisdom teeth taken care of in time.
They'd impacted a bit in the back, obviously - so an already tight set of teeth had to accomodate, which gave a couple of them gumline fractures (tiny ones) that i could neither floss nor get to regularly with a brush - so the top right quadrant had an impact where it gave a place to catch real small stuff - and it did, and the cavity formed between the two teeth there.
I noticed on my b-day party a year ago, eating at Don Jose's. I thought i got a chip in there, which i may have, but i poked it a lot trying to get it out.
Inflammation .... infection at some point.
Don't waste time when that happens - the nerves off the top line go ALL OVER THE FACE. For a little while i could just apply anbesol or whatever that stuff was on the end of a toothpick, but the infection basically took "root" :p , and it moved into the nerves all around there. Eventually the nerves from the hinge of the jaw, underneath it, up along the side of the nose, the temple, and even behind my eyeball were all reacting to the infection, so i'd have these little sweaty palsy fits where it was hard to concentrate on anything other than hoping for the next naproxen.
Anyway, i called 'em up, and they said "3 days" ... so i popped a penicillin (it was an infection after all, it's what i had, and a version of what they'd have given me, and i usually don't take anything for anything if i can help it).
They bitched me out about that and i pointed out that they were taking their time to get around to it and it was serious.
So i got my root canal - and they've finally dvp'd the topical anaesthesia (they didn't have when i got my wisdoms pulled!), and the doc is finding it kind of amusing to place that mouth guard on (the elastic ?) in a way that barely let me breathe. I'd had my jaw dislocated by a clarinet case when i was younger, so i had to kind of unhinge my jaw a little to let them work on it, that also didn't help.
But in the background, he's listening to a series on the founding fathers, and this one was pointing out how much of a fraud the legacy of George Washington was. It had a couple of discs in the series, and he made sure his nurse kept the discs going in order, so while he's working on me, he has her change discs!
But they were otherwise pretty professional. I almost fell asleep during the process. When i didn't let that nagging terror of suffocation and people with sharp metal enter foremost in my mind. :)

this one was told to me by one of the participates of the Jailbreak.

this isn't a medical one but I laugh whenever I think of that story.

at our state Quarenteen office, I notice a model of a coconut crab husking a coconut with it's claws. One older man walking by saw me looking at the display and related to me this story.

"One day they confiscated a batch of Coconut crabs that someone brought to the Islands. One idiot who didn't know what they were decided to store them in several Chicken wire cages."

{at that point, my eyes widened and he grinned as he knew what I was thinking.}

"yep... as you can see, the Crab tears apart the coconuts rather easily. so imagine, that night the crabs get active and bump into this chicken wire fence. they think "huh? what's this?" and proceede to shred the cage and go exploring."

{By this time, I'm laughing and he's chuckling.} "The next morning, me and some other guys open up the wharehouse and it was like a jailbreak, crabs everywhere! we spent the entire morning hunting down the crabs, and the rest of the week hunting down that idiot."

for those of you who don't know what a Coconut Crab is... it's a crab that eats coconuts. they peal and husk the coconut to get to the meat inside. I hear that the crab meat is awsome but as of yet, I never got a chance to try it.

pics of a coconut crab.
http://www.marineprotectedarea.com.vu/_images/crab2.jpg

http://www.crabstreetjournal.org/species/Birguslatro/BirgusNikuIIII_earhart.jpg

this one was told to me by one of the participates of the Jailbreak.

this isn't a medical one but I laugh whenever I think of that story.

at our state Quarenteen office, I notice a model of a coconut crab husking a coconut with it's claws. One older man walking by saw me looking at the display and related to me this story.

"One day they confiscated a batch of Coconut crabs that someone brought to the Islands. One idiot who didn't know what they were decided to store them in several Chicken wire cages."

{at that point, my eyes widened and he grinned as he knew what I was thinking.}

"yep... as you can see, the Crab tears apart the coconuts rather easily. so imagine, that night the crabs get active and bump into this chicken wire fence. they think "huh? what's this?" and proceede to shred the cage and go exploring."

{By this time, I'm laughing and he's chuckling.} "The next morning, me and some other guys open up the wharehouse and it was like a jailbreak, crabs everywhere! we spent the entire morning hunting down the crabs, and the rest of the week hunting down that idiot."

for those of you who don't know what a Coconut Crab is... it's a crab that eats coconuts. they peal and husk the coconut to get to the meat inside. I hear that the crab meat is awsome but as of yet, I never got a chance to try it.

pics of a coconut crab.
http://www.marineprotectedarea.com.vu/_images/crab2.jpg

http://www.crabstreetjournal.org/species/Birguslatro/BirgusNikuIIII_earhart.jpg
:eek:
That's one intimidating motherf*cker. Why would someone let one hang on them?!?!?!? :confused:
Maybe it was dead ...

when you first said "coconut crab", i thought this:

http://www.newscientist.com/blog/shortsharpscience/2006/03/hairy-lobster_08.html

:eek:
That's one intimidating motherf*cker. Why would someone let one hang on them?!?!?!? :confused:
Maybe it was dead ...

when you first said "coconut crab", i thought this:

http://www.newscientist.com/blog/shortsharpscience/2006/03/hairy-lobster_08.html
if you look carefully at the first pic, the crab is actually holding itself up from stick or something that the person is holding. there was another pic of a crab on someones backpack...

:eek:
That's one intimidating motherf*cker. Why would someone let one hang on them?!?!?!? :confused:
Maybe it was dead ...

when you first said "coconut crab", i thought this:

http://www.newscientist.com/blog/shortsharpscience/2006/03/hairy-lobster_08.html
that's one purty lobster... :D

some conditioner... a scrunchie or two...

that's one purty lobster... :D

some conditioner... a scrunchie or two...
HAHAHAHA! *FLORT*
Only the best ...

if you look carefully at the first pic, the crab is actually holding itself up from stick or something that the person is holding. there was another pic of a crab on someones backpack...
Oh yeah ... still, by crikey, it's WAAAAAAY too close to the nipple, IMNSHO. *thinks Demon Knight*

:eek:
That's one intimidating motherf*cker. Why would someone let one hang on them?!?!?!? :confused:
Maybe it was dead ...

when you first said "coconut crab", i thought this:

http://www.newscientist.com/blog/shortsharpscience/2006/03/hairy-lobster_08.html
When I saw the thing without reading the post I thought it was some sort of huge tick-like parasite. Doesn't look that delicious to me. Ugly little blighters.

When I saw the thing without reading the post I thought it was some sort of huge tick-like parasite. Doesn't look that delicious to me. Ugly little blighters.
AND the cage they were in. :eek: No small animals 'round that area, i hope.

Ah well, maybe they have sweet personalities.

Oh yeah ... still, by crikey, it's WAAAAAAY too close to the nipple, IMNSHO. *thinks Demon Knight*
LOL

When I saw the thing without reading the post I thought it was some sort of huge tick-like parasite. Doesn't look that delicious to me. Ugly little blighters.
Little.... LITTLE :eek:

AND the cage they were in. :eek: No small animals 'round that area, i hope.

Ah well, maybe they have sweet personalities.
Yeah, I bet.

AND the cage they were in. :eek: No small animals 'round that area, i hope.

Ah well, maybe they have sweet personalities.
they only eat coconuts... but I'd imagine they opened a cage or two while they explored a wharehouse full of animals awaiting clearance...

http://www.marineprotectedarea.com.vu/_images/crab2.jpg
holy crap! that thing is huge. wouldn't want one of those escaping in my house!

Damn. Is this the thread I've been waiting for? I don't have doctor stories. I never go to doctors. The closest I've got is the time, when I lived in NYC, there were 7 different flu viruses in town, each so different that getting one gave you no immunity to any of the others. At that time I worked for a stupid bitch who had a baby in day care. The baby caught every one of those viruses, and she caught them from him, and rather than stay the hell home, she came into the office and infected everyone there. (I used to come back from the bathroom and find the germy sow using my phone for no damned reason.) The end result was that I was sick on and off for nearly 7 months straight, and one night during that time, as I was lying awake listening to my closed up lungs desperately rasping for breath, I figured I'd better go to a doctor. I saw more of doctors in those 7 months than in the whole rest of my life since infancy. My GP referred me to a bunch of specialists -- I had a whole team working on me. And every single one of them, looking over my meager medical records, asked me "How come you don't go to doctors more often?"

Me: "Because I haven't been sick."

Them (to a man): "Good. Keep that up. The more you stay away from doctors, the longer you'll live. Don't quote me on that."

So they spent the 7 months testing me for absolutely everything that might account for why I kept getting sick and why, in addition, I had constant migraines and why I broke out in a rash that didn't respond to any treatments and why my blood pressure kept bouncing up and down like a super-ball. They tested me for everything from AIDS to TB to cancer and allergies. Every test was negative. So the GP started questioning me about my personal life and my job and taking notes which he then reviewed with his colleagues.

Final diagnosis? Stress.

Treatment? The doctors advised me to quit my job and break up with my boyfriend.

I did that and was completely cured and given a clean bill of health in less than a month.

Little.... LITTLE :eek:
When I hear of a crab beating bear in single combat, I'll acknowledge it as big. These things are only the size of a small dog. It's not like it's some sort of Godzilla-size crab. If Godzilla doesn't adequately portray exaggerated size, perhaps King Kong?

holy crap! that thing is huge. wouldn't want one of those escaping in my house!
Oops....

Final diagnosis? Stress.

Treatment? The doctors advised me to quit my job and break up with my boyfriend.

I did that and was completely cured and given a clean bill of health in less than a month.
So... you got sick because you were worried you were going to get sick...

somehow that seems soo... ironic.

Damn. Is this the thread I've been waiting for? I don't have doctor stories. I never go to doctors. The closest I've got is the time, when I lived in NYC, there were 7 different flu viruses in town, each so different that getting one gave you no immunity to any of the others. At that time I worked for a stupid bitch who had a baby in day care. The baby caught every one of those viruses, and she caught them from him, and rather than stay the hell home, she came into the office and infected everyone there. (I used to come back from the bathroom and find the germy sow using my phone for no damned reason.) The end result was that I was sick on and off for nearly 7 months straight, and one night during that time, as I was lying awake listening to my closed up lungs desperately rasping for breath, I figured I'd better go to a doctor. I saw more of doctors in those 7 months than in the whole rest of my life since infancy. My GP referred me to a bunch of specialists -- I had a whole team working on me. And every single one of them, looking over my meager medical records, asked me "How come you don't go to doctors more often?"

Me: "Because I haven't been sick."

Them (to a man): "Good. Keep that up. The more you stay away from doctors, the longer you'll live. Don't quote me on that."

So they spent the 7 months testing me for absolutely everything that might account for why I kept getting sick and why, in addition, I had constant migraines and why I broke out in a rash that didn't respond to any treatments and why my blood pressure kept bouncing up and down like a super-ball. They tested me for everything from AIDS to TB to cancer and allergies. Every test was negative. So the GP started questioning me about my personal life and my job and taking notes which he then reviewed with his colleagues.

Final diagnosis? Stress.

Treatment? The doctors advised me to quit my job and break up with my boyfriend.

I did that and was completely cured and given a clean bill of health in less than a month.
So you're single now?

Must be witchcraft.;)
but but...if it was witchcraft, I would've sensed it!

*pulls out massive spellbook and checks "sadistic money-grabbing doctor"*

nope, nothing. :(

Damn. Is this the thread I've been waiting for? I don't have doctor stories. I never go to doctors. The closest I've got is the time, when I lived in NYC, there were 7 different flu viruses in town, each so different that getting one gave you no immunity to any of the others. At that time I worked for a stupid bitch who had a baby in day care. The baby caught every one of those viruses, and she caught them from him, and rather than stay the hell home, she came into the office and infected everyone there. (I used to come back from the bathroom and find the germy sow using my phone for no damned reason.) The end result was that I was sick on and off for nearly 7 months straight, and one night during that time, as I was lying awake listening to my closed up lungs desperately rasping for breath, I figured I'd better go to a doctor. I saw more of doctors in those 7 months than in the whole rest of my life since infancy. My GP referred me to a bunch of specialists -- I had a whole team working on me. And every single one of them, looking over my meager medical records, asked me "How come you don't go to doctors more often?"

Me: "Because I haven't been sick."

Them (to a man): "Good. Keep that up. The more you stay away from doctors, the longer you'll live. Don't quote me on that."

So they spent the 7 months testing me for absolutely everything that might account for why I kept getting sick and why, in addition, I had constant migraines and why I broke out in a rash that didn't respond to any treatments and why my blood pressure kept bouncing up and down like a super-ball. They tested me for everything from AIDS to TB to cancer and allergies. Every test was negative. So the GP started questioning me about my personal life and my job and taking notes which he then reviewed with his colleagues.

Final diagnosis? Stress.

Treatment? The doctors advised me to quit my job and break up with my boyfriend.

I did that and was completely cured and given a clean bill of health in less than a month.
That was a really good one! :)
Also, if the particular topic didn't appeal to you, the escape clause was the word association aspect of it.
If you found a specific topic word that gleaned funny on you, take off with it - as long as you've got an anecdote about it! :)
As is, i don't know how many people are afraid of sharing their medical stories, but we've definitely had some good ones so far.

So... you got sick because you were worried you were going to get sick...

somehow that seems soo... ironic.
Kinda. It's also kinda like a self-fulfilling prophesy. They convinced Muravyets that Muravyets would get better under those conditions, and it may have come true in no small part due to the desire for that to be so. Stress has been proven to cause declines in immuno-activity.

but but...if it was witchcraft, I would've sensed it!
And THAT surprises ... whom? ;) :gundge:
http://www.websmileys.com/sm/evil/2.gif

Kinda. It's also kinda like a self-fulfilling prophesy. They convinced Muravyets that Muravyets would get better under those conditions, and it may have come true in no small part due to the desire for that to be so. Stress has been proven to cause declines in immuno-activity.
That reminds me of that latest study on intercessory prayer ... :eek:

but but...if it was witchcraft, I would've sensed it!

*pulls out massive spellbook and checks "sadistic money-grabbing doctor"*

nope, nothing. :(
No, no, you don't understand. IT WAS WITCHCRAFT. No, it wasn't greedy doctor's with a knack for sadism. They simply DON'T EXIST.
*waves hand casually*
IT WAS WITCHCRAFT.
Oh, and you never told me how to pronounce this:
Yu zhou shi wu xian de.

i've got a dentist story, sort of. i had to get my four pre-molars removed when i was in my early teens because there wasn't enough room in my jaw for all of my teeth and they were bunching up and going at funny angles. i was getting braces fitted but the remaining teeth needed room to be moved in to so the pre-molars had to go. anyway, so i had these four teeth taken out in one session and it was ridiculously painful, the dentist just couldn't get them out and had to keep injecting more anaesthetic cuz it just wasn't enough to numb the pain. eventually when he'd got them out we found out why. the roots of my teeth are loads longer than normal and go very deep into my jaw. at that age your teeth haven't fully developed yet and the roots grow further as you get older (til you're fully grown i guess). my roots at that age were the same size as those of an adult so i really dread ever having to get more teeth pulled now. the dentist asked if he could take a photo of them for his files cuz they were so ridiculously long

And THAT surprises ... whom? ;) :gundge:
http://www.websmileys.com/sm/evil/2.gif
Not I, not I.

That reminds me of that latest study on intercessory prayer ... :eek:
Riiiiiiiiiggghhhht.

And THAT surprises ... whom? ;) :gundge:
http://www.websmileys.com/sm/evil/2.gif
You, of course. We all know the only reason you made that comment is because you were shocked off your chair! :eek:

teehee. I love that smilie. *steals*

but but...if it was witchcraft, I would've sensed it!

*pulls out massive spellbook and checks "sadistic money-grabbing doctor"*

nope, nothing. :(
phshaw... witchcraft is a bunch of bunk!

*Continues to waive dead chicken over broken printer... printer starts working perfectly.*

ahh... another printer fixed. :D

i've got a dentist story, sort of. i had to get my four pre-molars removed when i was in my early teens because there wasn't enough room in my jaw for all of my teeth and they were bunching up and going at funny angles. i was getting braces fitted but the remaining teeth needed room to be moved in to so the pre-molars had to go. anyway, so i had these four teeth taken out in one session and it was ridiculously painful, the dentist just couldn't get them out and had to keep injecting more anaesthetic cuz it just wasn't enough to numb the pain. eventually when he'd got them out we found out why. the roots of my teeth are loads longer than normal and go very deep into my jaw. at that age your teeth haven't fully developed yet and the roots grow further as you get older (til you're fully grown i guess). my roots at that age were the same size as those of an adult so i really dread ever having to get more teeth pulled now. the dentist asked if he could take a photo of them for his files cuz they were so ridiculously long
Hey, hey, you can't rescue the thread. No more on-topic posts, jerk. "Jesus Christ!"

i've got a dentist story, sort of. i had to get my four pre-molars removed when i was in my early teens because there wasn't enough room in my jaw for all of my teeth and they were bunching up and going at funny angles.That's what my problem was - i got to it too late.
the roots of my teeth are loads longer than normal and go very deep into my jaw. at that age your teeth haven't fully developed yet and the roots grow further as you get older (til you're fully grown i guess). my roots at that age were the same size as those of an adult so i really dread ever having to get more teeth pulled now. the dentist asked if he could take a photo of them for his files cuz they were so ridiculously long
Did ya happen to save any of them?
I was trying to show my bro-in-law why it was so physically unlikely that you could have retractible canines, given what's up there, and one of the best ways to show that is with x-rays ...

Riiiiiiiiiggghhhht.
SOMEONE had a thread on it ...
if i find it, ya know.

but but...if it was witchcraft, I would've sensed it!

*pulls out massive spellbook and checks "sadistic money-grabbing doctor"*

nope, nothing. :(
:(

You, of course. We all know the only reason you made that comment is because you were shocked off your chair! :eek:

teehee. I love that smilie. *steals*
"She's a witch! Burn her!"

So... you got sick because you were worried you were going to get sick...

somehow that seems soo... ironic.
I think their idea was that I initially got sick because I worked for Typhoid Mary (literally, everyone who shared work space with her got sick with the same viruses, and one guy actually developed pneumonia), but I wasn't getting better under treatment because I was so stressed. And since there was nothing else wrong with me...

They were probably surprised it worked, too.

phshaw... witchcraft is a bunch of bunk!

*Continues to waive dead chicken over broken printer... printer starts working perfectly.*

ahh... another printer fixed. :D
Time for the sacrificial ram.:p

You, of course. We all know the only reason you made that comment is because you were shocked off your chair! :eek:Yeah! The laptop fell off my ... whatever that guy said in that other thread ...


teehee. I love that smilie. *steals*
All yours. The only time i've used it so far. In respect, of course, i don't think very many other posters really could merit a cauldron. :D

No, no, you don't understand. IT WAS WITCHCRAFT. No, it wasn't greedy doctor's with a knack for sadism. They simply DON'T EXIST.
*waves hand casually*
IT WAS WITCHCRAFT.
Everything's witchcraft. Medicine's witchcraft, science is witchcraft, computers are from witchcraft, hell, even going to sit on the toilet is considered witchcraft!
Oh, and you never told me how to pronounce this:
Yu zhou shi wu xian de.
oh boy...this shall be interesting...just look up pinying on the internet. I've tried, but can't tell you how, because many of these sounds don't exist in English. AND there are intonations telling you how it's supposed to sound. All in all, it's confusing...

So you're single now?
And relaxed. :cool:

Riiiiiiiiiggghhhht.
Corrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrect.

I broke a limb every year for six years straight. I pretty much had a cast somewhere on my body from when I was eight to when I was fourteen. I used to fall from trees a lot.

Once, I fell from a tree and landed on my wrist. I went to my mother and said "Ma, it's happened again". She sighed a little and took me to the hospital, where my wrist was X-rayed. There was no sign of injury, other than a little bruising. They gave me a cream to rub on my wrist and sent me on my way. About a month later, once my wrist had healed, I noticed that when my arm was stretched out fully I couldn't turn it the full 180 degrees. I told my mother about this. She sighed a little, and then took me to the hospital, where they x-rayed my upper arm. It turned out that a bone had been broken from when I fell from that tree. They missed it in the first x-ray. I had been going around for a month with a broken arm without noticing.

Two years ago, I had been drinking heavily in my local pub. When they finished serving, I got on my bike and cycled home. Halfway there, after about two miles, I fell over. "No harm done" I thought. I got back on my bike and cycled the rest of the way home. I got off my bike, walked to the front door and collapsed. Later it turned out that I had cycled two miles on a broken leg, but was so drunk I didn't feel it.

SOMEONE had a thread on it ...
if i find it, ya know.
Don't waste your time. I don't really care that much.

All yours. The only time i've used it so far. In respect, of course, i don't think very many other posters really could merit a cauldron. :D
I perfer the downloader.

"She's a witch! Burn her!"
:eek:

not again!

*looks around with shifty eyes*

*flees*

Time for the sacrificial ram.:p
:D Pulled forcibly from it's motherboard.

Everything's witchcraft. Medicine's witchcraft, science is witchcraft, computers are from witchcraft, hell, even going to sit on the toilet is considered witchcraft!

oh boy...this shall be interesting...just look up pinying on the internet. I've tried, but can't tell you how, because many of these sounds don't exist in English. AND there are intonations telling you how it's supposed to sound. All in all, it's confusing...
Woohoo! Force powers fully matured! LOL
Yeah, I knew it would be hard. I thought you could help me. That's prolly what scared you away last time.lol Oh well, guess I'll turn to the trusty Google.
Thanks anyway.:fluffle:

Don't waste your time. I don't really care that much.
This reminds me, Straughn, my TG?

Oh and looking at the Topic Review (Newest First).. La Dame, Salem, MA is very nice. Wanna hang out there?

Don't waste your time. I don't really care that much.
Oh i know, as long as there isn't a cutsey little evil smilie in it for you, you won't even twitch. ;)
http://www.websmileys.com/sm/evil/teu57.gif

Kinda. It's also kinda like a self-fulfilling prophesy. They convinced Muravyets that Muravyets would get better under those conditions, and it may have come true in no small part due to the desire for that to be so. Stress has been proven to cause declines in immuno-activity.
That was definitely it. The instant I got rid of the things that were making me unhappy (aside from the germs, the job sucked, and the boyfriend was worse), I started to feel healthier, and all my real symptoms started to clear up. I had been stressing myself into a physical wreck, but the germs were real, and dangerous. One of the doctors, after it was all over, told me he had secretly reserved a hospital bed for me, just in case, but he didn't say anything because he didn't want to add to my stress.

I took up meditation after this -- and I quit all my jobs and dump all my boyfriends as soon as they start pissing me off, too. :)

Yeah! The laptop fell off my ... whatever that guy said in that other thread ...
What *did* that guy say in the other thread? ;)
All yours. The only time i've used it so far. In respect, of course, i don't think very many other posters really could merit a cauldron. :D
w00t! I feel special now. I think I shall brew up some lust potions for you guys to fight over next. ;)

And relaxed. :cool:
Y'know, I tend to amuse people, not terribly relaxing though, but a bit perhaps. So if you ever get tired of being too relaxed...and you're a female...and still single...
*waits for rejection*

phshaw... witchcraft is a bunch of bunk!

*Continues to waive dead chicken over broken printer... printer starts working perfectly.*

ahh... another printer fixed. :D
May I borrow your chicken, or must I invite your gracious presence into my house to fix my piece of junk called a printer?

What *did* that guy say in the other thread? ;)

w00t! I feel special now. I think I shall brew up some lust potions for you guys to fight over next. ;)
Fight over?

I'll stick with being lazy and not caring..

phshaw... witchcraft is a bunch of bunk!

*Continues to waive dead chicken over broken printer... printer starts working perfectly.*

ahh... another printer fixed. :D
I knew some good would come of this thread. :)

I broke a limb every year for six years straight. I pretty much had a cast somewhere on my body from when I was eight to when I was fourteen. I used to fall from trees a lot.

Once, I fell from a tree and landed on my wrist. I went to my mother and said "Ma, it's happened again". She sighed a little and took me to the hospital, where my wrist was X-rayed. There was no sign of injury, other than a little bruising. They gave me a cream to rub on my wrist and sent me on my way. About a month later, once my wrist had healed, I noticed that when my arm was stretched out fully I couldn't turn it the full 180 degrees. I told my mother about this. She sighed a little, and then took me to the hospital, where they x-rayed my upper arm. It turned out that a bone had been broken from when I fell from that tree. They missed it in the first x-ray. I had been going around for a month with a broken arm without noticing.

Two years ago, I had been drinking heavily in my local pub. When they finished serving, I got on my bike and cycled home. Halfway there, after about two miles, I fell over. "No harm done" I thought. I got back on my bike and cycled the rest of the way home. I got off my bike, walked to the front door and collapsed. Later it turned out that I had cycled two miles on a broken leg, but was so drunk I didn't feel it.
You poor, stupid bastard. That's just horrible. Have a fluffle.:fluffle:

Yeah! The laptop fell off my ... whatever that guy said in that other thread ...

well what was it doing on your... ha ha... made you look.:D

Y'know, I tend to amuse people, not terribly relaxing though, but a bit perhaps. So if you ever get tired of being too relaxed...and you're a female...and still single...
*waits for rejection*
Keep waiting, baby. I'm a bit of a tease... ;)

:eek:

not again!

*looks around with shifty eyes*

*flees*
"No one expects the Spanish Inquisition!"

DrunkenDove, oh my.

"No one expects the Spanish Inquisition!"
"Total anyalation"

Blerrrrr.

:D Pulled forcibly from it's motherboard.
Those ARE the sacrificial kind.:rolleyes:
Noob.

You poor, stupid bastard. That's just horrible. Have a fluffle.:fluffle:

Poor and stupid covers me pretty well, but I contest the bastard part. I'll still take your fluffle though.

What *did* that guy say in the other thread? ;)
Hmmm...
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=10984263&postcount=250

w00t! I feel special now. I think I shall brew up some lust potions for you guys to fight over next. ;)
I just KNEW some good would come of this thread.

BTW, what nick should i give you? Your name is just long enough to make me think i should nick you. :)

"Jesus Christ!"
Hey, given the issues coming up this week, perhaps you'll choose to post as "Horus Mithra!"

Oh i know, as long as there isn't a cutsey little evil smilie in it for you, you won't even twitch. ;)
http://www.websmileys.com/sm/evil/teu57.gif
Unless it's from someone else.;)

well what was it doing on your... ha ha... made you look.:D
You EVIL EVIL BOY, you made me look...*sobs*

That was definitely it. The instant I got rid of the things that were making me unhappy (aside from the germs, the job sucked, and the boyfriend was worse), I started to feel healthier, and all my real symptoms started to clear up. I had been stressing myself into a physical wreck, but the germs were real, and dangerous. One of the doctors, after it was all over, told me he had secretly reserved a hospital bed for me, just in case, but he didn't say anything because he didn't want to add to my stress.

I took up meditation after this -- and I quit all my jobs and dump all my boyfriends as soon as they start pissing me off, too. :)
Meditation's good.

I just KNEW some good would come of this thread.
well, the lust potion is done. Come and get it, boys! :p
BTW, what nick should i give you? Your name is just long enough to make me think i should nick you. :)
uh...Nick? :p you can call me anything you want, dear. :p;)

I perfer the downloader.
That one won't be on her post ... yet.
It's special.

You EVIL EVIL BOY, you made me look...*sobs*
ROFLMAO!!!:D :D :D

Those ARE the sacrificial kind.:rolleyes:
Noob.
nope, some are freely given. gifts to be sacrificed. other sacrificial kind are the best of the bunch. then you have the first ones, those that are still pure, untouched.

and then there are the methods... burning, removing of vital parts, consumption...

if you didn't know that, then I suggest you label yourself a Noob.

You EVIL EVIL BOY, you made me look...*sobs*
NOOO! I AM EBIL. I AM SO EBIL I PURPOSELY MISSPELL IT! :D

May I borrow your chicken, or must I invite your gracious presence into my house to fix my piece of junk called a printer?
I would have asked already, but I need to have a priest exorcise mine first. And I'm not remotely even monotheistic!:eek:

well, the lust potion is done. Come and get it, boys! :p Hmmm ... any monkeys in cages around here?
There's the "SJS flaccid factor" to consider. ;)

uh...Nick? :p you can call me anything you want, dear. :p;)How's that? Or should i call you "late for the party"? ;)

And relaxed. :cool:
Smoooooooooooooth. ;)

Keep waiting, baby. I'm a bit of a tease... ;)
That implies I have a miniscule chance! Prolly not, but I'll stupidly assume I do. Teases are fun anyway.:fluffle:

That one won't be on her post ... yet.
It's special.
She isn't worthy yet.

This reminds me, Straughn, my TG?

Oh and looking at the Topic Review (Newest First).. La Dame, Salem, MA is very nice. Wanna hang out there?
I gotta keep up with this thread! :eek:
But yeah, i'll respond later.

How's that? Or should i call you "late for the party"? ;)

As your attorney, I advise you use a random nickname each time.

Howdy folks.
This thread has a relatively simple premise: getting to know everyone a little better. Whether it be in a fashion of honesty and veracity, or a play on words that lets the best confabulators and bards spin their yarn fantastic ... the idea of this thread inparticular is to provide a personal experience from a word-association initiator.

I'll begin with a particular topic, and anyone who sees fit to share a personal anecdote about the topic, or a highlighting aspect of the anecdote given, can do so, and in theory the thread shall flow henceforth.

There are liable to be several overlaps at some point, which is fine, i'm sure equilibrium shall come at some point or another.

The topic initiator shall be :
Medical anecdotes
I have agreed to be the first "victim" in this thread, so i shall post accordingly here in a moment.

Medical anecdotes? Oh hon, where do I start? :p I have stories that could curl your eyelashes. Since you started with a bladder story, I'll share mine.

When I was in the hospital with my spinal cord tumor, I was paralyzed from the neck down and, obviously, couldn't eliminate. So for the first month and a half or so, they installed an indwelling catheter. The first time they put it it, I had no idea what they were doing to me (I was 13). They didn't say a word to me. They just lubed up a long rubber hose and jammed it up my ... well you know. Oooh did I scream. *lol* After that it was tolerable as they only replaced it every week to 10 days.

But when I was going through rehab, I had to go through bladder and bowel training. So four times a day, FOUR F*CKING TIMES A DAY, they jammed the catheter in me to get me used to going rgeularly. They did it at 9am, 3pm, 9pm and 3am. The 3am one was the worst. It was always quite painful, but the night nurses seemed to think I was faking the pain. After all most spinal cord patients have little or no feeling down there. But I did. That's why I was learning to walk again and had to do the damn bladder training in the first place. So anyway, the night nurses decided they were going to pull a fast one on me. They were going to cath me with out waking me up to prove I couldn't feel it. Hateful cows! That was a horrible way to get woken up. My only consolation was knocking the tray full of urine on them. :D

As for the bowel training, lets just say it is no fun having some rough nurses aid wrist deep in your backside every other night. Not even for us gay folk. :p I was going through radiation (to my neck) at this point and ate very very little because it left my throat very raw and sore. So I simply didn't need to go that often. But it was doctors orders that they do it every other night and not to stop untill they got something. Some "sesions" lasted well over an hour. At first I'd scream and struggle. But after a while, you kind of just silently accept it and just hope it ends soon. I learned how to be very stoic that year. On the plus side, it's given me a killer poker face. ;)

NOOO! I AM EBIL. I AM SO EBIL I PURPOSELY MISSPELL IT! :D
uh...riiight. Good little boy. Take this doll and run along to play with the rest of the little boys now. /patronizing.

May I borrow your chicken, or must I invite your gracious presence into my house to fix my piece of junk called a printer?
Sure you can borrow my chicken... only if you promise to choke it first. ;)

Poor and stupid covers me pretty well, but I contest the bastard part. I'll still take your fluffle though.
Good, I'd like to keep the bastard part myself to make people feel guilty for carelessly calling me a bastard. Kinda funny when they think it offends me that I really am a bastard. Suckers!:D

I would have asked already, but I need to have a priest exorcise mine first. And I'm not remotely even monotheistic!:eek:
*eyeroll* I could've exorcised it for you, with my uber witchy powers. I just need that damned chicken...

Sure you can borrow my chicken... only if you promise to choke it first. ;)
I feel like siging this. Dare I?

Hey, given the issues coming up this week, perhaps you'll choose to post as "Horus Mithra!"
I'm afraid I can't change a quote. Sorry, old chap.

I feel like siging this. Dare I?
You dare.

I broke a limb every year for six years straight. I pretty much had a cast somewhere on my body from when I was eight to when I was fourteen. I used to fall from trees a lot.

Once, I fell from a tree and landed on my wrist. I went to my mother and said "Ma, it's happened again". She sighed a little and took me to the hospital, where my wrist was X-rayed. There was no sign of injury, other than a little bruising. They gave me a cream to rub on my wrist and sent me on my way. About a month later, once my wrist had healed, I noticed that when my arm was stretched out fully I couldn't turn it the full 180 degrees. I told my mother about this. She sighed a little, and then took me to the hospital, where they x-rayed my upper arm. It turned out that a bone had been broken from when I fell from that tree. They missed it in the first x-ray. I had been going around for a month with a broken arm without noticing.

Two years ago, I had been drinking heavily in my local pub. When they finished serving, I got on my bike and cycled home. Halfway there, after about two miles, I fell over. "No harm done" I thought. I got back on my bike and cycled the rest of the way home. I got off my bike, walked to the front door and collapsed. Later it turned out that I had cycled two miles on a broken leg, but was so drunk I didn't feel it.
Not bad!! (not the poster) Although i like to bike drunk, i never had it to that extreme. Kinda reminds me of Unbreakable ;)

Hmmm ... any monkeys in cages around here?
There's the "SJS flaccid factor" to consider. ;)
nope, I did find a kaola bear though. Does that work?
How's that? Or should i call you "late for the party"? ;)
...I don't get it. :confused:

As your attorney, I advise you use a random nickname each time.
You ain't my attorney! You wanted to file a case AGAINST me!

I'm afraid I can't change a quote. Sorry, old chap.
Uhm, if you go back to EDIT/DELETE at the BOTTOM RIGHT of THAT PARTICULAR POST, it might lead you to "the promised land".

I would have asked already, but I need to have a priest exorcise mine first. And I'm not remotely even monotheistic!:eek:
and a seque to an attempt to get back on topic.

one of our offices was a constant source of computer problems.

in the course of one month... the hard drive crashed 3 times, the floppy drive had to be replaced 4 times, 2 monitors died, the keyboard and mouse had to be replaced and every day it had to be scrubbed clean of viruses (it wasn't connected to the internet.)

this was going on for several months. we checked everything. placed a new computer there and the problems would crop up. we even went as far as checking the power outlet for any fluxuations. Finally we got a priest and he blessed the room. after that day, no more problems.

well, the lust potion is done. Come and get it, boys! :p

uh...Nick? :p you can call me anything you want, dear. :p;)
Mmmmm, tasty potion. Wait a minute! I don't wanna get turned into a newt!
Oooo, think I'll just call you Lady. I've heard Ladame, but that's pretty much the same and a bit too dull for me.

I feel like siging this. Dare I?
if you want...

nope, I did find a kaola bear though. Does that work?

...I don't get it. :confused:
You hippy

nope, I did find a kaola bear though. Does that work?As long as the eucalyptus is strategically placed. :D
BTW, i know they have much of a different diet for specific reasons, but it flows ...

...I don't get it. :confused:Dame? Or the "party" joke?

uh...riiight. Good little boy. Take this doll and run along to play with the rest of the little boys now. /patronizing.
Ohhhh... is it a voudoun doll? and of who?

if you want...
nah

nope, some are freely given. gifts to be sacrificed. other sacrificial kind are the best of the bunch. then you have the first ones, those that are still pure, untouched.

and then there are the methods... burning, removing of vital parts, consumption...

if you didn't know that, then I suggest you label yourself a Noob.
I'm afraid you are unfamiliar with MY gods. They like all sorts of crazy things, but the sacrificial ram is always the same. The got tired of all the different sorts and decided to simplify the process to a ram forced from its mother's womb no longer than the night before the sacrifice. Oh, and recently they've demanded bigger virgins.:eek:

Mmmmm, tasty potion. Wait a minute! I don't wanna get turned into a newt!
Oooo, think I'll just call you Lady. I've heard Ladame, but that's pretty much the same and a bit too dull for me.
My god...I think you've got it! I think Tweety is coming here with your prize right now. :eek:

Not bad!! (not the poster) Although i like to bike drunk, i never had it to that extreme. Kinda reminds me of Unbreakable ;)

Yes, I was apparently made of butter when I was younger. It helped mr develop a high tolerance for pain though, and I became the "Hit me in the stomach, I won't feel a thing" guy in my later years.

I took up meditation after this -- and I quit all my jobs and dump all my boyfriends as soon as they start pissing me off, too. :)
Damned straight! Woohoo!

My god...I think you've got it! I think Tweety is coming here with your prize right now. :eek:

Indeed. A fist to the face for attempting to steal my thunder!

*shakes fist*

You hippy
consumer whore

Ohhhh... is it a voudoun doll? and of who?
voodoo?

dats baaaad juju!

You ain't my attorney! You wanted to file a case AGAINST me!

I'm flexible like that.

Anyway, your attitude constitutes a breach of faith. As your attorney, I advise you take me on as your attorney to help deflect any legal penalties you might face.

As long as the eucalyptus is strategically placed. :D
BTW, i know they have much of a different diet for specific reasons, but it flows ...
one koala bear coming up then!
Dame? Or the "party" joke?
I think I must go with Lady, or Tweety will come murder me in my sleep...:eek:

voodoo?

dats baaaad juju!

Yub yub. :D

*eyeroll* I could've exorcised it for you, with my uber witchy powers. I just need that damned chicken...
Doubt it. Frankly, I don't think anything but divine intervention could cure that damned printer.

consumer whore
:D

Ohhhh... is it a voudoun doll? and of who?
it's a barbie voodoo...so a voodoo of barbie. Damn, now I want to decapitate it...

one koala bear coming up then!

I think I must go with Lady, or Tweety will come murder me in my sleep...:eek:

Yes, when you come to sleepover during the summer...

Uhm, if you go back to EDIT/DELETE at the BOTTOM RIGHT of THAT PARTICULAR POST, it might lead you to "the promised land".
LOL That's not what I mean. I mean I'm quoting Monty Python and cannot, therefore, change the quote.

well what was it doing on your... ha ha... made you look.:D
Ah .. hey, i admit, that a good majority of the time the laptop is truly on my lap, next to my gonads. There's a reason for that ... ;)

voodoo?

dats baaaad juju!
and I be baaad Junii :D

Yub yub. :D
:eek:

I'm flexible like that.

Anyway, your attitude constitutes a breach of faith. As your attorney, I advise you take me on as your attorney to help deflect any legal penalties you might face.
:rolleyes:

Fine, now get me lots of money, or you're fired!

Ah .. hey, i admit, that a good majority of the time the laptop is truly on my lap, next to my gonads. There's a reason for that ... ;)
ahh... another one who uses it to hit the spacebar. ;)

"No one expects the Spanish Inquisition!"
http://www.billmon.org/archives/spanishinquisition.jpg

There had to be a use for that at some point or another. Lucky us.

and I be baaad Junii :D
:eek:

I'm flexible like that.

Anyway, your attitude constitutes a breach of faith. As your attorney, I advise you take me on as your attorney to help deflect any legal penalties you might face.
LOL

ahh... another one who uses it to hit the spacebar. ;)
Wasn't i JUST saying something about drumming fingers? :eek:

...
Man, you guys are are sure turning this spamilicious.
http://www.modernsurf.com/spam/spamanm.gif
Perhaps a few more anecdotes?

Doubt it. Frankly, I don't think anything but divine intervention could cure that damned printer.
and how do you know my intervention is not divine? :p

My god...I think you've got it! I think Tweety is coming here with your prize right now. :eek:
Yay! I always thought I was good at randomly saying just the right thing to a woman! Is it a cookie? Is it, is it, is it?

:rolleyes:

Fine, now get me lots of money, or you're fired!

We'll sue Ruffy. He's got have done something at sometime. Besides, no jury in the world will believe his testimony. I've never seen a guiltier looking person in my life.

As your attorney, I advise you use a random nickname each time.
Could be ... i tend to think the permission is the important factor. :)

Ah .. hey, i admit, that a good majority of the time the laptop is truly on my lap, next to my gonads. There's a reason for that ... ;)
You see, he gets so lonely. So very lonely. And the laptop is just so very warm...and comforting...soothing....(you fill in the blanks I'm not leaving)

Yay! I always thought I was good at randomly saying just the right thing to a woman! Is it a cookie? Is it, is it, is it?
*LE GASP!* COOKIES! Do I get cookies?

ahh... another one who uses it to hit the spacebar. ;)
ROFL

We'll sue Ruffy. He's got have done something at sometime. Besides, no jury in the world will believe his testimony. I've never seen a guiltier looking person in my life.
The important thing is can I get lots of money? if I can't, I'm not doing this. Find somebody rich, Dovey.

http://www.billmon.org/archives/spanishinquisition.jpg

There had to be a use for that at some point or another. Lucky us.
Put to good use, indeed. *nods solemnly*

Wasn't i JUST saying something about drumming fingers? :eek:

...
Man, you guys are are sure turning this spamilicious.
http://www.modernsurf.com/spam/spamanm.gif
Perhaps a few more anecdotes?
Seriously, blame La Dame.

On topic!

I once stepped on a needle, it hurt so bad.

I tried to pull it out, I was too.. scared.

Finaly, I pulled it out and blood gushed everywhere because it clogged a vein or something..

it's a barbie voodoo...so a voodoo of barbie. Damn, now I want to decapitate it...
*takes a firm hold on the dolls body and offers the head to Ladame*
Go ahead... :D

Medical anecdotes? Oh hon, where do I start? :p I have stories that could curl your eyelashes. Since you started with a bladder story, I'll share mine.

When I was in the hospital with my spinal cord tumor, I was paralyzed from the neck down and, obviously, couldn't eliminate. So for the first month and a half or so, they installed an indwelling catheter. The first time they put it it, I had no idea what they were doing to me (I was 13). They didn't say a word to me. They just lubed up a long rubber hose and jammed it up my ... well you know. Oooh did I scream. *lol* After that it was tolerable as they only replaced it every week to 10 days.
Well, i think "yipes" would suit this part well ... :eek:
But when I was going through rehab, I had to go through bladder and bowel training. So four times a day, FOUR F*CKING TIMES A DAY, they jammed the catheter in me to get me used to going rgeularly. They did it at 9am, 3pm, 9pm and 3am. The 3am one was the worst. It was always quite painful, but the night nurses seemed to think I was faking the pain. After all most spinal cord patients have little or no feeling down there. But I did. That's why I was learning to walk again and had to do the damn bladder training in the first place. So anyway, the night nurses decided they were going to pull a fast one on me. They were going to cath me with out waking me up to prove I couldn't feel it. Hateful cows! That was a horrible way to get woken up. My only consolation was knocking the tray full of urine on them. :D That reminds me of a little anecdote regarding Punjab The Sane, about revenge. Again, "yipes".

As for the bowel training, lets just say it is no fun having some rough nurses aid wrist deep in your backside every other night. Not even for us gay folk. :p I was going through radiation (to my neck) at this point and ate very very little because it left my throat very raw and sore. So I simply didn't need to go that often. But it was doctors orders that they do it every other night and not to stop untill they got something. Some "sesions" lasted well over an hour. At first I'd scream and struggle. But after a while, you kind of just silently accept it and just hope it ends soon. I learned how to be very stoic that year. On the plus side, it's given me a killer poker face. ;)
That was a most excellent anecdote. *bows*
:) Hmmm did your suffering bring a smile to my face? No, it was the last line.

and how do you know my intervention is not divine? :p
Damn! I fell into a woman-trap! No escape now. Oh well, here goes:
Well, you see, I don't think you are the right type of divine, Lady(:fluffle: ).

*LE GASP!* COOKIES! Do I get cookies?
What!? I came up with the nickname for you! I should get the cookies. That's what I was asking: if Tweet would give me cookies for a prize.

Damn! I fell into a woman-trap! No escape now. Oh well, here goes:
Well, you see, I don't think you are the right type of divine, Lady(:fluffle: ).

*slap*

Back off, Buster...

Seriously, blame La Dame.
Yeah yeah. Blame all the spam on me, why don't you? I'm the source of all spam. If you want spam, come to me. :p

Seriously, blame La Dame.

On topic!

I once stepped on a needle, it hurt so bad.

I tried to pull it out, I was too.. scared.

Finaly, I pulled it out and blood gushed everywhere because it clogged a vein or something..
Well, you know what the French say: "Look to the woman."

*slap*

Back off, Buster...
Hey! What was that for!? I guess the Jacob Kell was right in Highlander: End Game, "A woman is a temple built on a sewer.":eek: Jerk. :(

Wasn't i JUST saying something about drumming fingers? :eek:

...
Man, you guys are are sure turning this spamilicious.
http://www.modernsurf.com/spam/spamanm.gif
Perhaps a few more anecdotes?
I did one more... and it was buried in the Spamalanche.

*takes a firm hold on the dolls body and offers the head to Ladame*
Go ahead... :D
:eek:

How kind of you? I feel so touched *wipes away a single tear*

*snaps barbie's head off and stabs needles into it*

Yeah yeah. Blame all the spam on me, why don't you? I'm the source of all spam. If you want spam, come to me. :p
Spam hoe!

and a seque to an attempt to get back on topic.For which, i owe you a BIG one. :fluffle:

one of our offices was a constant source of computer problems.

in the course of one month... the hard drive crashed 3 times, the floppy drive had to be replaced 4 times, 2 monitors died, the keyboard and mouse had to be replaced and every day it had to be scrubbed clean of viruses (it wasn't connected to the internet.)

this was going on for several months. we checked everything. placed a new computer there and the problems would crop up. we even went as far as checking the power outlet for any fluxuations. Finally we got a priest and he blessed the room. after that day, no more problems.And i have to *bafflingly* give YOU the "thread consistency" award!!!
http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/060.gif
BTW, that reminds me of a town in Sicily last year where the military was working on a electrostatic weapon, and the town thought it had suddenly got possessed. I REALLY need to find that link again.

Yeah yeah. Blame all the spam on me, why don't you? I'm the source of all spam. If you want spam, come to me. :p
"Wait a minute. Did everything just taste purple for a second?"

Yeah yeah. Blame all the spam on me, why don't you? I'm the source of all spam. If you want spam, come to me. :p
*Draws sword and puts viking helmet on and sings...*
Spamity spam, wonderful Spam.
Spamity spam, wonderful Spam.

I did one more... and it was buried in the Spamalanche.
Ha! Spamalanche...that's clever.;)

and how do you know my intervention is not divine? :p
Because, anything so heavenly cannot be from God.

For which, i owe you a BIG one. :fluffle:

And i have to *bafflingly* give YOU the "thread consistency" award!!!
http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/060.gif
BTW, that reminds me of a town in Sicily last year where the military was working on a electrostatic weapon, and the town thought it had suddenly got possessed. I REALLY need to find that link again.
Yeah, I'd prolly actually go to that link.:p

What!? I came up with the nickname for you! I should get the cookies. That's what I was asking: if Tweet would give me cookies for a prize.
Nah, Tweety got it first. That's why I had such a violent reaction to it, because you two got the same term without having talked to each other before...unless you're all in a huge conspiracy together to steal away my spleens! :eek:

Yes, I was apparently made of butter when I was younger. It helped mr develop a high tolerance for pain though, and I became the "Hit me in the stomach, I won't feel a thing" guy in my later years.
*thinks Hullabalooza from The Simpsons*

"Wait a minute. Did everything just taste purple for a second?"
Are you TRYING to get me to SPAM my own thread?

"Wait a minute. Did everything just taste purple for a second?"
I thought it was supposed to taste red...*sigh* I got it wrong again.

*goes off to correct potions*

Nah, Tweety got it first. That's why I had such a violent reaction to it, because you two got the same term without having talked to each other before...unless you're all in a huge conspiracy together to steal away my spleens! :eek:
Then I suppose I was really confused. Wow, did I ever get that wrong. Nope, never talked to Tweety. I'm in the liver harvesting...er, liver donation collecting business, not the one for spleens, of which you should only have one. Doesn't matter. I like "Lady" and I'll use it, regardless of anyone's feelings on the subject, Lady.;) Oh, and yeah, I guess you can have some cookies, but I don't have any. I'll have to go bake some. Especially if I get official rights to use the name "Lady" as pertains to you.
*runs off to bake cookies before Lady can respond*

Are you TRYING to get me to SPAM my own thread?

Technically, with that post you have. Remember what the new double-meaning of the word "spam" is...

*irony*

one koala bear coming up then!They're sweet when they're sparse with their claws. They cling well.

I think I must go with Lady, or Tweety will come murder me in my sleep...:eek:
Hmmm ... Tweety would murder you for what [i] do? Or for what you say? :confused:
http://www.abestweb.com/smilies/chased.gif

Are you TRYING to get me to SPAM my own thread?
We don't need to try. You're doing it to your own freewill.

(btw, you fixed your online/offline thing! :eek:)

I feel bad, this thread was pretty, and planned.

Now it's doomed :(

Are you TRYING to get me to SPAM my own thread?
No, I'm not.
*shifty eyes*(they need a smiley for this; wait, is there a smiley for this?)

Then I suppose I was really confused. Wow, did I ever get that wrong. Nope, never talked to Tweety. I'm in the liver harvesting...er, liver donation collecting business, not the one for spleens, of which you should only have one. Doesn't matter. I like "Lady" and I'll use it, regardless of anyone's feelings on the subject, Lady.;) Oh, and yeah, I guess you can have some cookies, but I don't have any. I'll have to go bake some. Especially if I get official rights to use the name "Lady" as pertains to you.
*runs off to bake cookies before Lady can respond*

You get the rights...but I am the patent holder.

I thought it was supposed to taste red...*sigh* I got it wrong again.

*goes off to correct potions*
Nah, they're supposed to taste purple. Red is the flavor of KoolAid because black people can't spell "strawberry.":D

LOL That's not what I mean. I mean I'm quoting Monty Python and cannot, therefore, change the quote.
Ah - got me. I concede.
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I feel bad, this thread was pretty, and planned.

Now it's doomed :(The south shall rise again.
The weird thing is, Cutty Sark had only two or three posts for the whole 13 pages!!!! :eek:

They're sweet when they're sparse with their claws. They cling well.
AND they shoot out poisonous gas. (the simpsons)

Hmmm ... Tweety would murder you for what [i] do? Or for what you say? :confused:
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Tweety might murder me for fun sometimes...I don't quite get the logic for this either. I'm just afraid to inflict her wrath, in case she decides to unleash her corruption of innuendos.

I feel bad, this thread was pretty, and planned.

Now it's doomed :(
That's cause I'm naturally adept at distracting people. I do it all the time. Other people make great tools, 'specially here on NSG.:D

For which, i owe you a BIG one. :fluffle:

And i have to *bafflingly* give YOU the "thread consistency" award!!!
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BTW, that reminds me of a town in Sicily last year where the military was working on a electrostatic weapon, and the town thought it had suddenly got possessed. I REALLY need to find that link again.
I accept this award...

Nah, they're supposed to taste purple. Red is the flavor of KoolAid because black people can't spell "strawberry.":D
Hey, watch it! We're already in spam central as it is!
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Are you TRYING to get me to SPAM my own thread?
dunno... were we successful?

AND they shoot out poisonous gas. (the simpsons)

Tweety might murder me for fun sometimes...I don't quite get the logic for this either. I'm just afraid to inflict her wrath, in case she decides to unleash her corruption of innuendos.

Mwahahahaha. Have I ever told you I like the French...? :D

Note: Only the Lady will get this...or should...*glares*

You get the rights...but I am the patent holder.
Fair enough. Care to help me with the cookies for Lady? "This could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship."

Ah - got me. I concede.
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Yay! VS day!

Mwahahahaha. Have I ever told you I like the French...? :D

Note: Only the Lady will get this...or should...*glares*
What have I done to inflict your wrath? NOTHING! So stop it.

The south shall rise again.
The weird thing is, Cutty Sark had only two or three posts for the whole 13 pages!!!! :eek:
Sarkkakannakakakajajaallalalalalalalalalalalala is a smart boy :)

I feel spamming is not my job tonight, I shall return tommorow, when this thread is either in Spam, or these evils are gone. Make a new topic then :D

That was a most excellent anecdote. *bows*
:) Hmmm did your suffering bring a smile to my face? No, it was the last line.

Well, at least I got something from the experience. :D Anyway, it was 23 years ago, so it's a lot easier to find the humor in it now.

Hey, watch it! We're already in spam central as it is!
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Kewl... *gets rice and nori and makes spam musubi*
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/44/Spammusubi1011.jpgEat up everyone!

What have I done to inflict your wrath? NOTHING! So stop it.you don't remember?

You pulled a Mary Poppins. Thats what you did.

:eek:

How kind of you? I feel so touched *wipes away a single tear*

*snaps barbie's head off and stabs needles into it*
See, THIS is the kind of thing that endears you to the guy posters. :D

Hey, watch it! We're already in spam central as it is!
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Never stopped me before.
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What have I done to inflict your wrath? NOTHING! So stop it.

True...Mayhaps. We shall see.

you don't remember?

You pulled a Mary Poppins. Thats what you did.
Speaking of Mary Poppins...we did a Mary Poppins version of the Lord of the Flies. It was interesting...the dead parachutist turned out to be Mary Poppins badly atomically burned, and she used her mutated umbrella, which is now a parachute, to carry the boys off to safety. Yeah...back to your spamming now, children.

Mwahahahaha. Have I ever told you I like the French...? :D

Note: Only the Lady will get this...or should...*glares*
Please. Spread the entertainment. I'd like to know why ANYONE would like the French.;)

Please. Spread the entertainment. I'd like to know why ANYONE would like the French.;)

Big hands...

Kewl... *gets rice and nori and makes spam musubi*
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/44/Spammusubi1011.jpgEat up everyone!
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Technically, with that post you have. Remember what the new double-meaning of the word "spam" is...

*irony*
Excelsior ... the great experiment. :(

Ill Rufferto got it - and i was afraid that something like that would happen - there's always the risk with this bunch ... but i guess the mods'll determine how deep the taint doth saturate.

you don't remember?

You pulled a Mary Poppins. Thats what you did.
You really MUST share.

Big hands...
Then I'd prolly be a disappointment....:(

The south shall rise again.
The weird thing is, Cutty Sark had only two or three posts for the whole 13 pages!!!! :eek:
you people have been busy...sorry I was missing for so long. Lemme find the last anecdote and see what I can do...

Hey, watch it! We're already in spam central as it is!
http://www.websmileys.com/sm/mad/011.gif
You know, I swear the mods decide which thread goes into spam by how many times the word "spam" has been mentioned during the thread. I'll bet they're doing permanent searches on the word because they KNOW we would repeat it over and over and over if we were spamming...

shit, I already repeated the word three times.

You really MUST share.
and a quote from Mary Poppins.
"mary poppins... practically perfect in every way."

some people just hate perfection. :D

We don't need to try. You're doing it to your own freewill.
Hmmm, not exactly. At least you offered somewhat of an anecdote ...
(btw, you fixed your online/offline thing! :eek:)
THAT is care of The Beautiful Darkness. *nods*

See, THIS is the kind of thing that endears you to the guy posters. :D
the sarcastic emotions or the unbridled violence?

and a quote from Mary Poppins.
"mary poppins... practically perfect in every way."

some people just hate perfection. :D
That's it? Oh, that reminds me of someone I hated not long ago because she had my best friend confused, not by any effort of hers, that she was perfect. I can't hate her anymore. She simply reminds me too much of what I would have been....

No, I'm not.
*shifty eyes*(they need a smiley for this; wait, is there a smiley for this?)
Yes, and due my compulsive behaviour, i'll post it, and the rest is up to you.
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the sarcastic emotions or the unbridled violence?

Don't make me choose!

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don't knock it till you tried it.

as for the french... well they did discover that snails were edable.