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You know what it is. you have heard the term. The dick move. Anything that someone does to make you step back and say "man, what a dick"

so what is your definition of a dick move. and does anyone have stories regarding people in a way to be qaulified in having done a dick move?

The one that immeidately springs to mind is a guy I knew back in Uni. He seemed an alright chap. We were in a couple of classes together and would bump into each other regularly at the gym or student bar. Friendship never went further than that. Just saying hi to each other and talking shite about the assignments, sports, gym, girls etc.
As I said, he seemed a pretty decent bloke.

until...
Over summer I was back home at my parents place (which is 400km away from Uni). I got a call from him, telling me he was heading up my way with a mate to go surfing. Cool I said, come round. I was visiting at a mate's place, so gave him directions to there. Told him a bunch of us were just about to head down to the pub and he was welcome to come along.
He duly arrived, exchanged pleasantries and I once again extended the invite to come drink with us. In front of my mate, who's part Maori, he said he doesn't drink with niggers and got back in his car and left.
You could have heard the proverbial pin drop. We were still both staring at each other thinking, "did he just say what I think he said?" as he drove off.
A perfect 'nice guy to total dick' instant.
I never spoke to him again after that. And had to put up with constant ribbing from my mate the entire damn summer about my KKK friends.

The one that immeidately springs to mind is a guy I knew back in Uni. He seemed an alright chap. We were in a couple of classes together and would bump into each other regularly at the gym or student bar. Friendship never went further than that. Just saying hi to each other and talking shite about the assignments, sports, gym, girls etc.
As I said, he seemed a pretty decent bloke.

until...
Over summer I was back home at my parents place (which is 400km away from Uni). I got a call from him, telling me he was heading up my way with a mate to go surfing. Cool I said, come round. I was visiting at a mate's place, so gave him directions to there. Told him a bunch of us were just about to head down to the pub and he was welcome to come along.
He duly arrived, exchanged pleasantries and I once again extended the invite to come drink with us. In front of my mate, who's part Maori, he said he doesn't drink with niggers and got back in his car and left.
You could have heard the proverbial pin drop. We were still both staring at each other thinking, "did he just say what I think he said?" as he drove off.
A perfect 'nice guy to total dick' instant.
I never spoke to him again after that. And had to put up with constant ribbing from my mate the entire damn summer about my KKK friends.

Wow...

Wow...
that was my reaction as well.

Freaked me out, not so much that he was such a racist asshole but that I hadn't spotted it before. But then, how do you bring that up with casual aquaintances?
"Hey, how you going? How was training last night, good? Didn't see you at the pub on Friday, where were you? Oh, and how you feel about those negros, huh?"

The one that immeidately springs to mind is a guy I knew back in Uni. He seemed an alright chap. We were in a couple of classes together and would bump into each other regularly at the gym or student bar. Friendship never went further than that. Just saying hi to each other and talking shite about the assignments, sports, gym, girls etc.
As I said, he seemed a pretty decent bloke.

until...
Over summer I was back home at my parents place (which is 400km away from Uni). I got a call from him, telling me he was heading up my way with a mate to go surfing. Cool I said, come round. I was visiting at a mate's place, so gave him directions to there. Told him a bunch of us were just about to head down to the pub and he was welcome to come along.
He duly arrived, exchanged pleasantries and I once again extended the invite to come drink with us. In front of my mate, who's part Maori, he said he doesn't drink with niggers and got back in his car and left.
You could have heard the proverbial pin drop. We were still both staring at each other thinking, "did he just say what I think he said?" as he drove off.
A perfect 'nice guy to total dick' instant.
I never spoke to him again after that. And had to put up with constant ribbing from my mate the entire damn summer about my KKK friends.

Did you at least knock his teeth in before he got in the car and left?

One of my 'pals' said that Spaced is rubbish. Such a dick move, also wrong.

Prop 8.

One of my housemates last year pulled a real dick move. When we moved in, we agreed to share all the chores, and dishes. And then he decided "I don't want to do dishes, I am not going to do them." And also never did his chore even though he had one of the easiest ones. And as I had known would happen, once he pulled out of it, everyone else also did.

He also moved out early and didn't bother cleaning up his shit at all.

I thought this was about some kind of dance. Sorry!

Okay, seriously. This concept needs no real expansion. The Dick Move is something that's done out of sheer spite -- just because you can do it (or leave it undone). Examples are too numerous to mention.

Did you at least knock his teeth in before he got in the car and left?
That's what we wanted to do but we were too stunned to do anything at the time.

I thought this was about some kind of dance. Sorry!
I think the technical term for that is the Pelvic Thrust :tongue:

that was my reaction as well.

Freaked me out, not so much that he was such a racist asshole but that I hadn't spotted it before. But then, how do you bring that up with casual aquaintances?
"Hey, how you going? How was training last night, good? Didn't see you at the pub on Friday, where were you? Oh, and how you feel about those negros, huh?"

Not your fault. A "good" racist is one who can pass as a non-Dick until the situation demands he expose himself. I'll wager you don't have any Maori or Aborigine students at your Uni? Or if you do, or they're in the neighborhood, you never encountered them in his presence?

Couldn't have been helped. However, you do have the satisfaction of him having wasted the petrol and time to get down there.

I think the technical term for that is the Pelvic Thrust :tongue:

That really drives you in say-yay-yay-yay-yay-yane?

I think the technical term for that is the Pelvic Thrust :tongue:

Be careful, I've heard those cause San loss.

I tend to make lots of dick moves while I'm driving...not usually intentionally.
For example, the other day I was driving a friend home, and she told me that I needed to get over a lane. In Bostonian rush hour traffic. Oh, and the lane I was in? Yeah...right turn only. So I pulled to the front of the lane, waited for the light to change, and promptly cut off the person in the lane to my left. In doing so, I cut off a good 40 people who had chosen the proper lane.

As for actual dick moves, I've seen many. I'll try to think of a good story one.

Yesterday my brother ate all the Krispy Kreme Donuts I bought, today he ate all my chocolate. And someone broke the cord on my keyboard... dick moves all!

Be careful, I've heard those cause San loss.

Only in an encounter with an Elder.

Prop 8.

A dick move, as well as a literal cockblock at the same time.

Only in an encounter with an Elder.

<Imagines my wife's 86 year old grandmother doing a pelvic thrust>

GAHHHHHHH!

I don't have that many San points left, don't do that!

To drag this slightly back on topic:

Hijacking threads with bad Call of Cthulu puns . . .

Dick move?

That really drives you in say-yay-yay-yay-yay-yane?
I cannot abide the Timewarp -_-

<Imagines my wife's 86 year old grandmother doing a pelvic thrust>

GAHHHHHHH!

I don't have that many San points left, don't do that!

To drag this slightly back on topic:

Hijacking threads with bad Call of Cthulu puns . . .

Dick move?

Like a Bloodhound in a Shower Cap (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4mva9aBFAvs)

Prop 8.

Yeah. Pretty dick move.

A few months ago I played Mario Party 5 with a few of my cousins. Yeah, that was two hours of nothing but dick moves. Much cursing and despair over lost stars was heard.

Me and my buddy were walking down the street past a bus stop. Two attractive females were checking him out...until I jokingly shoved him and he fell over.

Dick move.

i had a flatmate at uni who was an ass called Martin. numerous times he would do everybody's washing up (having not been asked to or anything) and leave stroppy notes under everyone's doors and round the kitchen explaining that "the place was a mess so i did this all for you, AND IT TOOK ME TWO HOURS!!!!!!1!!!11! I hope you're all happy!!"

he would then expect you to do things for him in return, like buy him beer or be his buddy, or run little errands for him. the number of times he would bring up how long it took him to do the washing or whatever was infuriating, and he would do this probably once a week. dick.


I thought this was about some kind of dance. Sorry!

i thought it was about a movie... The Dick Movie. i'm not sure why i clicked on the thread now :$

I tend to make lots of dick moves while I'm driving...not usually intentionally.
For example, the other day I was driving a friend home, and she told me that I needed to get over a lane. In Bostonian rush hour traffic. Oh, and the lane I was in? Yeah...right turn only. So I pulled to the front of the lane, waited for the light to change, and promptly cut off the person in the lane to my left. In doing so, I cut off a good 40 people who had chosen the proper lane.

As for actual dick moves, I've seen many. I'll try to think of a good story one.

i've done that a few times. the best (or worst) was when i was in the wrong lane at a roundabout after passing a queue of maybe 100 cars in rush hour. to be fair, i didn't know i had to be in the other lane (stupid bloody signs on the road UNDER the queueing cars!) until it was too late to get in it. so i got to the roundabout, put my foot down and blasted past the other lot to a chorus of horns and flashes. it was an unintentional dick moment :$

though i have occasionally done it intentionally, too ;)

Me and my buddy were walking down the street past a bus stop. Two attractive females were checking him out...until I jokingly shoved him and he fell over.

Dick move.

lol i love the malice in that one :P

If you need help determining if you've been a dick, check out Dickipedia (http://www.dickipedia.org/dick.php?title=Main_Page). Lots of potential and actual dickery there for comparison purposes.

I was set up on a blind date, and then when I showed interest said person whom set it up took the guy for himself.

Dick.

When I used to travel a lot, it turns out one of my buddies had been "taking care" of my girlfriend at the time while I was away, and acting like it never happened even when I confronted him about it. The truth came out about a year later. That's two dick moves eh?

I was in a traffic accident once, and the my motorcycle had slid under a truck caused the accident and hit the tire of the truck. The truck immediately took off, diving in and out of cars. That was a really dick move.

My life is full of 'em.

You notice how I'm not mad, he gets mad. That's being a dick.

This: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14220597&postcount=102 looks like a dick move to me.

My biggest dick move - stepping out in front of a moving bus.

Making Dick Cheney VP.

Not your fault. A "good" racist is one who can pass as a non-Dick until the situation demands he expose himself. I'll wager you don't have any Maori or Aborigine students at your Uni? Or if you do, or they're in the neighborhood, you never encountered them in his presence?
oh, there were some polynesians and aboringes at Uni, but they mostly kept to themselves. I could understand why after that incident.
I was lucky in that I grew up in a multicultural environment (my Dad's a Kiwi, so we were in NZ a lot as a kid and where he grew up is very heavily Maori and my oldest brother married a Maori) so the idea of not drinking/playing/talking to/with someone on the basis on their skin was so foreign to me I never even entertained the idea that other people might do just this.


A dick move made just yesterday: I was late for work so opted to take a taxi rather than wait for a bus. I was at the taxi stand and saw two taxis approaching with the 'for hire' sign on. 1st one stopped a few metres away from me and picked up the woman who was still walking towards the taxi stand. 2nd one drove straight past me, despite me making eye-contact and waving frantically. dicks.
I ended up walking to work instead. Got there 20 minutes late, but the walk got the fuming out of my system so it was all good.

i had a flatmate at uni who was an ass called Martin. numerous times he would do everybody's washing up (having not been asked to or anything) and leave stroppy notes under everyone's doors and round the kitchen explaining that "the place was a mess so i did this all for you, AND IT TOOK ME TWO HOURS!!!!!!1!!!11! I hope you're all happy!!"

I had a flatmate like that at Uni as well. It was a she, though. Perhaps Martin's twin sister?

You should have left him notes "The place was so clean so I did this all for you, AND IT TOOK ME TWO HOURS TO MESS IT UP!!! I hope you're happy, as I'm giving your life meaning and a purpose!!!"

well i encountered a dick move ealier today at work. it was closing time. as in all the clocks said closing time. and this guy comes up to the register with a pair of boots. it's no big deal. but the pair he was going to buy cost over 100 dollars. which meant i had to fill out a peice of paper work which take about 5 minuts to do.

sure it was unintentianl but a dick move none the less.

one word: makiavellianism.

(feel free to correct my spelling, i'm not omniscient)

Okay, seriously. This concept needs no real expansion. The Dick Move is something that's done out of sheer spite -- just because you can do it (or leave it undone). Examples are too numerous to mention.

Well I don't think it is always out of spite. Sometimes people just do it because they don't know any better, and that is the way they are. Some people really are just dicks, whereas others do act like dicks at times.

Ejaculating into food at a fast food restaurant.

Dick move.

Ejaculating into food at a fast food restaurant.

Dick move.

This is why you never return food to the chef. Because they will put something gross in your food. Whether it be spit, or semen.

You'd have a shorter day listing non-dick moves.

This is why you never return food to the chef. Because they will put something gross in your food. Whether it be spit, or semen.

Never order anything with mayo. And pickle juice masks the flavor of urine quite well. You've probably injested more semen than you'd like to think about, unless you're into that kind of thing.

Its not out of spite for one bitchy customer. They get special treatment at the discretion of the chef. Thats just revenge on society for supporting such shitty, degrading jobs.

Even if your exceedingly polite about it?
Especially if.

This is why you never return food to the chef. Because they will put something gross in your food. Whether it be spit, or semen.

Even if your exceedingly polite about it?

Even if your exceedingly polite about it?

They'll just think you're patronizing them.

They'll just think you're patronizing them.

Uhm excuse me, I ordered the open faced roast beef sandwich and mashed potatoes, this is a steak and curly fries. Could I please get what I asked for?

Patronizing?

Uhm excuse me, I ordered the open faced roast beef sandwich and mashed potatoes, this is a steak and curly fries. Could I please get what I asked for?

Patronizing?

Awwww you're cute. You think people are rational. You remind me of my nephew. Too bad his innocence (as well as yours) is going to be crushed someday.

Awwww you're cute. You think people are rational. You remind me of my nephew. Too bad his innocence (as well as yours) is going to be crushed someday.

I know very well people aren't rational, just as I know right now that you Wilgrove, are probably in a shitty mood.

My friend did something pretty dickish last week.

He wanted to ask one of my friends out on a date, but is a bit shy except when drunk, so I suggested he make her a CD as they both like indie wuss rock: that way, he could give her a present and have something to talk about, but if she wasn't interested in him it would be a small enough gesture she'd think little of it. So, he made the CD, and we arranged to meet up in the Union to celebrate the end of essays. (I should point out at this stage that, as we're all in our early twenties, this kind of thing is really beneath him.)

He gets talking to my classmates, including the girl he likes. She blanks him fairly quickly to talk to other people. He, in turn, begins talking to another of his friends, and they are pretty obviously flirting. After a while, I hear him say, "So, I made you a CD..."

My friend did something pretty dickish last week.

He wanted to ask one of my friends out on a date, but is a bit shy except when drunk, so I suggested he make her a CD as they both like indie wuss rock: that way, he could give her a present and have something to talk about, but if she wasn't interested in him it would be a small enough gesture she'd think little of it. So, he made the CD, and we arranged to meet up in the Union to celebrate the end of essays. (I should point out at this stage that, as we're all in our early twenties, this kind of thing is really beneath him.)

He gets talking to my classmates, including the girl he likes. She blanks him fairly quickly to talk to other people. He, in turn, begins talking to another of his friends, and they are pretty obviously flirting. After a while, I hear him say, "So, I made you a CD..."

I don't think that is so dickish. She shut him down, he moved onto the next one and used the same tactic.

My friend did something pretty dickish last week.

He wanted to ask one of my friends out on a date, but is a bit shy except when drunk, so I suggested he make her a CD as they both like indie wuss rock: that way, he could give her a present and have something to talk about, but if she wasn't interested in him it would be a small enough gesture she'd think little of it. So, he made the CD, and we arranged to meet up in the Union to celebrate the end of essays. (I should point out at this stage that, as we're all in our early twenties, this kind of thing is really beneath him.)

He gets talking to my classmates, including the girl he likes. She blanks him fairly quickly to talk to other people. He, in turn, begins talking to another of his friends, and they are pretty obviously flirting. After a while, I hear him say, "So, I made you a CD..."
Hehe. :tongue: I actually think that's some nice quick thinking, especially if he's normally as shy as you say.

My fencing coach told me to get together a team for an épée competition. Then, without telling me (he told everyone else my team), he sent along this fellow who has never fenced épée before (a weapon I had fenced for a few years) to be my sub, and, due to my coach's orders, my team subs me out for two-thirds of my bouts; and since this fellow is a relative beginner who has only fenced foil, his bouts are a catastrophe, while I am fencing better than anyone else on my team, but I am fencing the least. What is more, this foilist has no épées, so my coach lends him two, neither of which end-up working, so I have to lend-out my épées.

Mother Nature has a pretty big dick. It's like the middle of November and there is still no snow on the ground here! What's more, most of the mountains won't be open for another month and even then the snow will be crap.

My friend did something pretty dickish last week.

He wanted to ask one of my friends out on a date, but is a bit shy except when drunk, so I suggested he make her a CD as they both like indie wuss rock: that way, he could give her a present and have something to talk about, but if she wasn't interested in him it would be a small enough gesture she'd think little of it. So, he made the CD, and we arranged to meet up in the Union to celebrate the end of essays. (I should point out at this stage that, as we're all in our early twenties, this kind of thing is really beneath him.)

He gets talking to my classmates, including the girl he likes. She blanks him fairly quickly to talk to other people. He, in turn, begins talking to another of his friends, and they are pretty obviously flirting. After a while, I hear him say, "So, I made you a CD..."

:tongue: This is my kind of fellow; so practical! You can tell him that if he runs for a political office, I will vote for him, if possible.

My biggest dick move - stepping out in front of a moving bus.

Eh. Sounds more foolish than anything else. To quote someone who totally beat me to it:

You notice how I'm not mad, he gets mad. That's being a dick.

That's more like it. "Blammo." :tongue:

My fencing coach told me to get together a team for an épée competition. Then, without telling me (he told everyone else my team), he sent along this fellow who has never fenced épée before (a weapon I had fenced for a few years) to be my sub, and, due to my coach's orders, my team subs me out for two-thirds of my bouts; and since this fellow is a relative beginner who has only fenced foil, his bouts are a catastrophe, while I am fencing better than anyone else on my team, but I am fencing the least. What is more, this foilist has no épées, so my coach lends him two, neither of which end-up working, so I have to lend-out my épées.

What the hell did your coach do that for? Does he not like you?

I have one. Near the end of Huckleberry Finn, Tom Sawyer creates an insanely complicated plan to set Jim (the slave present throughout the story) free. During the scheme, Tom gets himself shot and all this pain in the ass stuff happens and they get in trouble, and after the are caught Tom reveals that Jim was a free man the whole time. I said out loud, "What a dick."