insert shitty life experience here...

[psych0ticnemes1 5,000+ posts]

Recently, as in last week, my shit got stolen at 11am... another kid was sitting int he parking lot the whole time, DIDNT DO A **** THING (have it on video) my back window and hatch ripped wide open... NO ONE CALLED THE COPS UNTIL 9PM THAT NIGHT!!! MY HATCH WAS WIDE OPEN FOR 10 HOURS!!! anyone could have gotten anything! you guys are thinking, have it on video, awesome! NOT! cops can't get a license plate number cuz they video is too blurry... WHAT THE F@CK IS THE POINT OF VIDEO SURVEILLANCE IF YOU CAN'T EVEN GET THE PLATE NUMBERS!!! so, i'm f@cked... no leads, no insurance, nothing...

just thought i would start a random "***** and complain" thread to get frustrations out during finals week //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/tongue.gif.6130eb82179565f6db8d26d6001dcd24.gif

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[req 5,000+ posts]

i was shot twice. both my testicles were blown off and so was the right side of my head.

im still alive tho.

 

[Brock 5,000+ posts]

 

[GCAdidas13 10+ year member]

lol. that's pretty cool.

did she steal your heart?

 

[GCAdidas13 10+ year member]

the radius of her *** is like 15 inches

 

[Brock 5,000+ posts]

yeah its nice

 

[req 5,000+ posts]

imo - thats freggin gross.

 

[Expy2000]

Lets see I was shot in the hand. Then I impaled the same hand a few years later..

Decided to change the nossle on a high pressurized washer by placing the nossle between my legs for grip and then I accidently stepped on the trigger.. Got scars on my wanker still..

Bitten by a rattle snake and cotton mouth.

Sliced my big toe 99% off when I stepped on glass at the age of 5.

and the list goes on... and on...

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[Brock 5,000+ posts]

heres a funny one...

The year is 2003 and I am making the journey from Valencia to Estado Falcon (about a 6 hour drive) in Venezuela with my friend Maria, her twin sister Claudia, and their mother. The night before we had spent a very drunken night on the town in Valencia going to bars and eating random foods from street vendors...(finally making it home at about 6 am only to leave the next morning at about 8:30). The 'eating random foods from street vendors' part would eventually lead to my demise. As we got about 4 hours from home I couldn't take the pain any longer, I had to shit, badly. I informed my friends of the problem and we eventually stopped at some shady hut looking deal on the side of the road in the Venezuelan countryside on top of a bunch of mountains. As I went to the back bathroom (if you would call it that) to take a shit, I felt like I was going to explode. Luckily, I made it in time to take the longest shit of my life...about 30 minutes, however, after I started to let it all out I noticed that there wasnt any toilet paper, and then quickly realized these people probably didn't use it this far away from the city. When I was done I was forced to use my T-Shirt to wipe and it was a good thing I had on an XL because I needed every bit of cloth that thing was made of. After tossing my shirt out the window I quickly snuck back to the car to borrow another one out of Maria's bag she had in the car. Im sure the poor people of whatever hill I happened to be on will cherish their memory of my stinky American shirt covered in shit forever.

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[Loudrango112 10+ year member]

I got hit by a car.............................

on my birthday..................................................................

going to get my birthday cake.......

then 2 years later... I got stung by 50-60 bees On my birthday...

 

[psych0ticnemes1 5,000+ posts]

had 7 relatives die in the last 5 years... 3 of which to old age, all others were accidents... and i'm only 18... my immediate family is still around though, so i am greatful

 

[Hundreth 10+ year member]

heres a funny one...
The year is 2003 and I am making the journey from Valencia to Estado Falcon (about a 6 hour drive) in Venezuela with my friend Maria, her twin sister Claudia, and their mother. The night before we had spent a very drunken night on the town in Valencia going to bars and eating random foods from street vendors...(finally making it home at about 6 am only to leave the next morning at about 8:30). The 'eating random foods from street vendors' part would eventually lead to my demise. As we got about 4 hours from home I couldn't take the pain any longer, I had to shit, badly. I informed my friends of the problem and we eventually stopped at some shady hut looking deal on the side of the road in the Venezuelan countryside on top of a bunch of mountains. As I went to the back bathroom (if you would call it that) to take a shit, I felt like I was going to explode. Luckily, I made it in time to take the longest shit of my life...about 30 minutes, however, after I started to let it all out I noticed that there wasnt any toilet paper, and then quickly realized these people probably didn't use it this far away from the city. When I was done I was forced to use my T-Shirt to wipe and it was a good thing I had on an XL because I needed every bit of cloth that thing was made of. After tossing my shirt out the window I quickly snuck back to the car to borrow another one out of Maria's bag she had in the car. Im sure the poor people of whatever hill I happened to be on will cherish their memory of my stinky American shirt covered in shit forever.

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Dude, everyone and their mother has had a bad shitting experience lol..

The guy with the sliced off toe seems to have had it bad though //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/frown.gif.a3531fa0534503350665a1e957861287.gif

I've realized that for me though, I get myself into most bad things that happen. For example, when I was younger me and my friends would go bike riding and **** around with stuff like riding down sets of stairs at high speeds. So one time we found this HUGE set of stairs, and no one had the balls to go down that shit... I decided to try it, and I did it fine. After that my stupid friends go "ehh I bet you couldn't do it again! blah blah!" So being the stubborn egotistical bastard I am I did it again, except this time I busted my *** so hard... I tumbled down that entire set of stairs with the bike landing on me at the bottom. Sooo bad.

 

[pwnt by pat 10+ year member]

I broke my knee playing hockey. After two surgerys, I was put on crutches and given steel support beams down the length of my leg, starting at the hip and ending at the ankle. On christmas day I was going down some stairs on my crutches. I lost my ballance and swung forward. I fell straight down about eight stairs and landed straight up and down on my leg with the metal brace. My ankle shattered instantly right where the brace ended. You know those videos where the limb is hanging and there's no bone holding it? Yeah, that's what it was like. This happened christmas day.

I had to have four operations on my ankle and three total on my knee, same leg, all within six months.

 

[Brock 5,000+ posts]

Dude, everyone and their mother has had a bad shitting experience lol..

yeah I know. my sister and our friends like to talk about it cause were constantly travelling abroad. //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/naughty.gif.94359f346c0f1259df8038d60b41863e.gif

 

[johnecon2001 5,000+ posts]

a duck ate my ice cream cone the other day.