YSaC, Vol 551: Yeah, that’s the stuff!
Help I have too much stuff
I have way too much stuff. I am looking for a quick and easy yet profitable way to get rid of stuff.
Please send ideas….
I have 8 tubs of kids clothes, boy and girl, birth to 2T or 3T.
2 tubs of books and toys
a pack n play
changer pad w 3 covers
bobby pillow
breast pump
play mat
ride on dora car
mini kitchen
2 tubs of maternity clothes
Men’s dress clthes and suits
Much, much more
Hmm. Hey folks, can we think of a quick and easy, yet profitable way to get rid of stuff?
I have it! It’s… Oh, no wait, that won’t work.
Well, you could always… no, that’s been illegal since the Harding administration.
Ah. I have the perfect thing. It’s enormous, can be found in many areas, and was just MADE for getting rid of stuff.
It’s called a trebuchet.
Hope this helps!
Thanks for the link, Natalie!
Yes, but profitable was also thrown in there. Hmmmm…how to make money by getting rid of your stuff???
OOOOH, I KNOW!!!
Have people pay you to throw your stuff with the trebuchet!!!
“Wow, looks like you got some good air with that breast pump, Timmy. Sally didn’t get nearly that far with the changing pad.”
Remember, trebuchets don’t kill people. Bad aim and lack of practice kills people.
Except if you’re slinging carcasses infected with Bubonic Plague. You might want to spray it down once in a while with some Lysol All Purpose.
And flying breast pumps.
“The Flying Breast Pumps”
Awsome band name.
Sounds like a toddler-age Flying Burrito Brothers tribute band, led by Gram Pampers.
Missiles are soooooooo much more effective.
*Note to dan: my optometrist is self-reportingly obsessed with trebuchets (real ones) and sundials. Apparently he has working models of both at his house. He said he lives out in the country.
*it’s true. and he’s a great optometrist, too.
I also used to see these things….what were they called? People would throw their trash out in the yard all willy-nilly like, and other people driving by would stop and PAY THEM for their trash!!!
Ha! Suckers!!!
If only there was a website where you could post pictures and descriptions of things you wanted to sell to other people in your area. You could request certain amounts of money for the items and then have them categorized by what type of item they are!
Man, somebody needs to start building that website. I’ve got an Uncle Craig who’s really good with computers, maybe I’ll ask him what he thinks.
If only sarcasm were a viable world currency. We’d all be stinkin’ rich around here. (I think the unit would be the Snark.)
That’s it, I’m off to invent the internet!
*gets the keys to the time machine and loads up the flux capacitor and turns on Mr. Fusion* Ready!
Inventing the internet is nothing. You won’t get your Nobel Prize until you make a global warming documentary.
I’ve always wanted a bobby pillow. But only if it’s Bobby Singer. It’s probably Bobby Ewing or Bobby Hill or somebody like that.
Now a boppy pillow would be great.
This person should contact my sister. She’ll need most of this stuff soon since she’s pregnant and her son is twelve so she doesn’t have any baby stuff anymore.
I’d pay good money for a Bobby Hill pillow.
It would randomly say things like “I’m a little worried about being a slut” to which I could reply in my best Hank Hill drawl, “That boy ain’t right.”
It would be an endless loop of hilarity at my house.
x = 1
while (x = 1) {
Bobby.Hill.out(“I’m a little worried about being a slut.”);
Woofless = Hank.Hill();
Woofless.out(“That boy ain’t right.”);
}
Endless loop completed.
Wait, endless loops can’t complete. That’s what makes them endless loops…. I’m afraid I’m going to have to take a look at your geek credentials, Graham T.
/*I meant that I completed writing the code that would run an endless loop. Sorry, I suppose I should have commented that.*/
//Changed code to c++
#ifdef WIN32
#include <windows.h>
#else
#include <unistd.h>
#endif
#include <stdlib.h>
#include <time.h>
#include “kingofthehill.h”
int main(int argc, char** argv)
{
KingOfTheHill::BobbyHill Pillow;
KingOfTheHill::HankHill Woofless;
KingOfTheHill::BobbyHill::AmusingQuoteCollection PillowQuotes;
srand(time(NULL));
while(true)
{
sleep(rand());
Pillow.outstream() << PillowQuotes[rand()%PillowQuotes.size()] << endl;
Woofless.outstream() << “That boy ain’t right.” << endl;
}
}
I thought a bobby pillow was a pillow for an English constable.
In England, Constable pillows Bobby.
I have an idea, it might not work though. Have you thought of posting an ad on Craig’s List? I understand that many interesting things are for sale at this site, items such as Not.A.Lion, nacho fountains, skis, and other items that people might want. They could all be possessions you no longer have use for. You could ask for money or offer it free for $500.00 firm OBO. There are all sorts of ways to post what you want to get rid of. Or you could try a trebuchet and ask for donations to share your treasures with your neighbours!
Minion, you shouldn’t simply give information like this out for free! Monetize your knowledge. Start with a simple yet effective pitch, such as “Looking for a quick and easy yet profitable way to get rid of stuff? Let me tell you how!” Now watch the money roll in!
You are right! What was I thinking? Oh now I remember I was trying on my halo and went with the Saint Minion thought process at the time. The halo has since been removed and I am back to my usual self.
Thanks for pointing out the flaw!
Now all you need is someone to direct the infomercial and you’re all set.
ah, sadly, some ‘CL entrepreneur’ would take you up on such an offer…
I think this person should charge $20 a piece for each of the things she listed….or charge $300 for everything.
I don’t know, though….I think if there are any “surf training tools” for sale on her local Craigslist, let alone a wide selection of Not.A.Lions or Papa John chairs, she’ll never be able to beat that sort of competition.
Please send ideas…?
Okay. Here’s my idea: Judging from what she’s/he’s trying to offload, I would say the poster has way too many kids. I hear there’s much more dough re me to be had by selling..er, um I mean adopting…off a few of the pesky buggers. They can throw in the bobby pillow for free to sweeten the deal.
With any sal… adoption you can always cash in on one sure fire money making scheme. That is of course:
The Rehoming fee!
Cha-ching! $.$
Does that work for kids as well as pigeons? If so, I didn’t know that! Before you know it, the money rolling in would more than pay for the cost of the Craigslist ad.
What a perfect pyramid scheme (“I can see King Tut’s house from here.”).
You capture 200 pigeons.
????
Profit.
If I had 200 pigeons I would cram them all in a box and give it to someone I don’t like so when they open the box they are hit full force by angry pigeons who are pooping all over the place.
I like the way you think, Lara.
Lara, your pigeon idea is really coo-coo.
Pigeon in a box, from the makers of di… uh… maybe not.
Potty-trained toddler, has all shots, comes with birth certificate and many supplies. To good home only. I’ve already invested $200,000 in him, but willing to sacrifice the money, and take $150,000 firm obo.
There. That’s one down.
I gotta say, despite this person’s obvious inability to grasp even the clearest and most essential “crap shoveling” concepts, the fact that she correctly used the word “too” makes this post a little less worthy of my snark. I don’t think I’ve seen it used correctly on Craigslist in about 3 years.
OH POOR YOU WITH TOO MUCH STUFF. Good lord. People out there are dying every day because they don’t have the basic essentials, but YOU, dear poster, simply have TOO MUCH STUFF. Tragic.
All those starving children in China who wanted me to eat my spinach definately want this woman to finish eating those tubs of children’s clothes.
I mean really, you buy 9 tubs because they’re on sale and end up only eating one because you didn’t like them as much as you thought you would. Well tough, you better eat the rest of those before they get all stale and we have to throw them out. I don’t care how neat the toy was, you’re going to finish those tubs or next time we’re going to get the healthy clothes and you’ll have to eat that.
Sheesh, parents… typical.
I am having that situation with unsweetened soy milk. I have two more cartons to drink.
I bet she got these out of a dumpster, and someone finally convinced her it’s not that good of an idea to eat them.
I got two awesome kitchen chairs out of the dumpster yesterday but I decided to sit on them instead of eating them. I also found 15 playstation and gamecube games which I sold. It was a productive dumpster diving day. I don’t take clothes though. Especially not to eat.
What’s wrong with dumpster-clothes, Lara?
Too much fiber?
I’m going to go with ‘too much protein.’ And salt.
If any of you were eating, I apologize.
S’long as they aren’t covered in the remnants of Funyuns and Chees-Z-Poofs from the dumpster-snack binge, I’m good with them.
Dumpster Snugee is good eating, let me tell you.
Wow Lareina, you are so dirty. In the good kind of way.
That’ll be that sexual frustration Graham mentioned taking effect. When all else fails, you have to try a little entendre-ness.
I think I went to school with Bobby Pillow. Sad to see that he’s come so far down in the world that he isn’t even selling himself; someone else is.
Everybody needs a Bobby for a pillow…
Now that songs going to be in my head all day.
Hee Hee. +1 for ‘Brimful of Asha’ reference.
Racist…?
No, I can’t. Not enough evidence. You’re free to go.
+1 for Cornershop reference, even if it does make me feel seriously old (was still in grad school when that came out … before real life really started *sigh*).
See, I actually have this sung to me on a pretty regular basis, so it’s never too deep in my subconcious. I’m kind of “well-endowed” as they say. I call it, “can’t get these damn sweater hams out of the way”.
*mutters something about not being jealous at alllll*
Nothing to be jealous of, trust me.
Anyone heard the new cd “Bobby Pillow” from “These Damn Sweater Hams.” It’s awesome!
Holy Shatners, I haven’t heard that song for ages! You just made my day 48657 better. Now everyone must suffer! and singing illuminate the main streets and the…cinema aisles….
Bobby Pillow was always cheap and easy, though…we just kind of knew, even back in the summer of ’84, that he’d end up being sold by a clueless half-wit somewhere.
I want a ride on a dora car!
I wonder if her husband knows she’s getting rid of his dress clothes, too.
But she’s not, PrincessL, she’s getting rid of his dress ‘clthes.’ Dress Cthulhus? I can see why you’d want to get rid of those. Drag *and* tentacles would be taking things too far for me.
lareina, take your proselyting elsewhere!
http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Image:Cthulujackchick1.JPG
The laugh’s on you, Graham! I can’t even access that website! Because the U.A.E. government are hysterical prudes who control the intarwebs! (I’m not kidding. Flickr is banned here, as is anything else they consider remotely pornographic or offensive. Like…FUPenguin.) Also, they are morons.
I’m not pornographic or offensive? … I’ll have to try harder. 😉
drmk, noooooo! If they ban this I will lose the will to go on. I’ll have to…throw myself in front of a herd of camels, or something.
Or go down to Shaikh Zayed Road after 1 am when the rich morons drag race with the fancy cars their daddies bought them, that would do it.
Sorry, I have had a bad week. I will stop infecting YSaC with my Eastern-tinged bitterness now.
OMG, Lareina, I’m so sorry, I had no idea you were in the UAE. Arabs and Pashtuns definitely have the corner on sexual repression (especially female sexuality).
You need to come join us in the eeeeeevil Western world. Just the other day, I saw a boy and girl walking down the street together, in broad daylight, holding hands! Sayyed Qutb is rolling over in his grave, I guarantee it!
“Eastern-Tinged Bitterness” is a good hit single, but what band would play it?
The band Rich Morons Drag Race might do “Eastern-Tinged Bitterness.” I suspect they’re/it’s punk.
Graham, I have actually been part of the eeeeeevil West, I just graduated with my BA from a Canadian university, so I’ve spent the last five years there. I would have unhesitatingly stayed on, but medical problems intervened, and I’ve had to come back here where I have financial and parental support until I get through those. I’ve lived here since I was about seven up until leaving for university, so I do know that it’s not all bad, but as a (semi) adult, the negatives seem just that more egregious, and being unwell doesn’t tend to make one’s overall outlook particularly sunny.
And don’t even get me started on the PenisTower, or we’ll be here all week.
lareina, I figured you were educated here (wouldn’t have guessed Canada, just because you don’t add “eh” to anything).
I hope you’re on the way to recovery… and make your way back to the land of less extravagant buildings soon.
Lareina, I hope we (along with your love of cricket and ability to follow it) can help you stay sane and humourous (I put the extra ‘u’ in just for your Canadian connections) while you are in that type of culture, and that the UAE government doesn’t mistakenly ban us. I mean, the llama-nun is all covered! 😉
Do you have something against interspecies drag?
… Racist? And anti-trans … something?
Thank you for the kind words, Graham and Lola. I think (hope?) that YSaC will slip under the radar, because for all the other depravity that goes on around here, we don’t, as a rule, use Bad Words – or at least, drmk doesn’t. Besides, Regretsy is still around with its numerous uses of ‘f***ery.’ Maybe the secret is not to have one in your blog title?
Still doesn’t explain the Flickr ban, but if I devote too much thought to that my blood pressure rises and I develop a severe twitch in my right eye, so I’m going to stop right there on that one…
I bet you could find dress Cthulhu’s on Regretsy without too much effort.
Or a Cthulhu dress with tentacles all over it, either hand-knitted or made of repurposed (Or the even more reviled term “upcycled”) bedsheets(lightly stained).And glitter, lots and lots of glitter. Because the Elder Gods love sparkly things, right?
Does this Cthulhu make my butt look too big?
I’m pretty sure there’s a Cthulhu tentacle dress featured on Etsy. And rightfully mocked on Regretsy.
Thanks Lola, I think I know what my Wife is getting for her birthday.
And then I find something like this.
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=34878193&ref=sr_gallery_5&&ga_search_query=cthulhu+dress&ga_search_type=handmade&ga_page=&includes%5B%5D=tags&includes%5B%5D=title
My wife is gonna have the most soul sucking birthday of all time!
Oh, and I appologize for my massive link.
Tacomagic: your wife is a lucky, lucky woman (and not just because you have a massive link).
I am now inspired to design a Cthulhu tentacle evening gown. It’s the sort of thing I could imagine Björk wearing.
Thank you, one and all, for the best shared laughs today. My husband has used the handle chthulhu since the dawn of computers. He had to misspell it with the extra H to make it fit the format of the first BBS he ever joined. So of course, he’s my own GOO (Great Old One) and tentacle porn is a way of life around here. Too funny!
Cthulhu.
Gesundheit!
How is she going to fit all of this exchange into the “most awesomest comments ever” sidebar???
Mmm…Eastern-tinged bitterness. You’re teasing me with baba ghannouj flavored thoughts.
Babaganoujh! Did you have to mention that right before lunch? Ahhhhh …
*reaches for napkin to clean keyboard of hunger evidence*
Can you hummus a few bars?
Not today. I was up late last night and didn’t get enough coffee this morning, so now I felafel.
Late nights tend to dolma senses too.
That made me giggle just a tahini bit.
Gosh, most of these aren’t even halva good. My kiddeh could come up with better.
We have better ones we can use, we’re just waiting for the right opportunity to arayes.
I hope the opportunity does arayes as it would be a pita to waste them.
You’re all my gyros!
How is this whole exchange going to fit in the “most awesome-est comments EVER” sidebar? Cause it belongs RIGHT THERE ——>
Dora has a husband? I knew she got an age make over but puhleeez!
“Profitable”? What, you think you deserve to earn a profit on your used stuff? Damn kids these days with their entitlement and their social networking and their bobby pillows…
Here, Spiggy-Spiggy! Front and center for a punch. Anyone seen Spiggy today?
I think she should burn the dress clothes on the driveway because all crazy people should do that to their significant other eventually. I haven’t done it yet because I don’t have a significant other but it is in my plans. Then I think she should buy some goats and dress them up in the toddler clothes and use the breast pump to have fresh goat milk. This way she can also confuse her children with her livestock. I think this is a winning plan. God help us though if she ever decides she needs to slaughter something for fresh meat. Now pardon me, I have to go back to my tubs.
I thought of something else! Yay! She could feed the clothes to the goats. Goats are the answer here. All we are saying is give goats a chance.
I’m imagining the cat in your avatar thinking everything you just wrote while he noms the piano. At this particular moment that is the funniest thing in the world.
I think a “Ride On Dora” car might be just the thing I need.
Business has been slow this winter- I’ve been offering mine hores rids to all the neighbors, they loved it for a while but with the cold, snowy winter I think I need something fresh to get them out here.
Especially since they apparently gave Dora a “makeover” (I have no idea how to add a link here, but just Google it)….I’m betting most of my mine hores customers will be excited to see a “Ride On Dora” car. Cha-ching!
Pedophiles!
ROFL, there is a Barbie with tattoos now and she has a tramp stamp that says Ken
When they break up…I mean IF…IF they break up…think she’ll go back and change it to, “Men”.
I think she’ll change it to:
I <3 Kentucky
NIIIIce.
Oh, Meredith, didn’t you hear? They DID break up…
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/4250262/
KENsington Palace
Do you think the Dora Car is minty?
Da Dora Car is da bomb
Da Dora car is da bomb wiv da minty shell!
(In which case I hope it is a chocolate bomb.)
I should say that this model Dora Car (1990-93) has a chassis code of DA, so it is common for Dora Car people to refer to that car as such. “Da Dora Car” makes sense to me really you shouldn’t make fun of things that you don’t understand.
Oh god. We’ve been re-corey-fied.
Such fond memories of Corey’s visit.
Explanations of DA Dora Car are useless without hyperlinks where we can visit for more information.
Good grief, the poor lad didn’t stand a chance. Also, I always make fun of things I don’t understand. Its called ignorance, and it’s bliss. Come on in, the water’s fine…
I’m just imagining Corey at a party, or on a date.
Friend: “Hahah, did you see that sign? It said, SLOW CHILDREN. Look out, slow children! We’re coming!”
Corey: “Actually, the sign is telling you to slow down because there are children around.”
Friend: *facepalm* “Whatever, it’s written funny.”
Corey: “Look, I’m sorry I tried to educate you. You’re just making fun of something you don’t understand.”
Friend: “Yeah, Corey, I do understand, and don’t care.”
Corey: *pouts*
I can’t really picture him having the time for a social life, what with the relentless scouring of the internet for the slightest mention of Integras, minty or non-minty.
+10, brilliant.
I must’ve missed something here??
Anyone care to elucidate?
Corey is the “Monk” equivalent for YSaC. Kind of Anal, full of over-analysis, and not a bone in his body could understand the concept of ironic misrepresentation.
He basically floated around and tried to be a living encylopedia whenever somebody incorrectly utilized a fact, even when they did it on purpose.
Are these the Dora cars you’re looking for?
http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/?p=5337
http://thechive.com/2009/11/13/d-bag-contest-in-south-beach-and-everyone-is-a-winner-30-photos/stupid-car-rims1/
she also wrote to google with the following request,
“i was wondering if you could help me find a way to search for things on the internet. you see, i like things quick and easy (and profitable too of course!) and sometimes i’m thinking of a certain something that i want to know more information about, but i’m not sure where to start.
Please send ideas…
i would like more information on baby clothes
bibs
diapers
dora ride on cars
rubber baby buggy bumpers
changing pads
breast pumps
women’s pumps
fuel pumps
much, much more”
I’m thinking there’s opportunity here.
See, someone just needs to find a way to creat a site on this Interweb-thingy, and on that site they need to create ways for people of extremely limited computer abilities (and utterly lacking social skills) to place existential ads to get rid of their stuff.
You know, if there were just some completely non-sequitor pictures to go along with this listing, I might be able to help this person find such a site.
Just sayin…
Runs into store and posts an index card on the bullentin board.
The index card has the following message:
Help I need to buy food. I have sold the baby stuff I had and now I want to trade the cash for food. Please send me ideas of how I may do this.
I would like eggs
some milk
bread
cheese
salt
I just have a small man that comes by once a week or so that spins all of my old crap into gold. And once I give him my daughter, I’ll have him spin her crap into gold too. If there’s a down side to this, I haven’t found it yet…
You’ll need to find a way to sell all that gold. But at least you can ask the people on Craigslist what to do.
I wonder if Rumpelstiltskin is on a registered sex offender list.
Call Cash for Gold now! The easy way to turn your unwanted *WTF unwanted gold bwhahah* in to CASH….to do things with…but definitely not buying food. That’s just preposterous.
Have you noticed that their stuff is shit and your shit is stuff? God! And you say, “Get that shit offa there and let me put my stuff down!”- George Carlin
So the ad should actually read- “Help I have too much shit”
Help I am Worried Humanity Is Doomed
I saw a really stupid post on Craigslist. I am looking for a fun and easy and profitable way to mock it.
Please send ideas…
I have sarcasm and japes
inside references
10 running gags
deliberate misinterpretation of bad punctuation and spelling
“in soviet russia” jokes
whimsicle fancies
breast pumps
ideas for band names
metacommentary
8 tubs of puns
medieval siege engines
Men’s dress
clthes
Much, much more
No downside at all. Of course, small men can be kind of creepy, unlike this wonderful goose I’ve got. I plan to chop it open and get all the gold out, then I’ll be rich.
Oh, good idea. I’ll try chopping the small man open next time he drops by. This is really going to work out well, I bet…
And use one of the tubs to hide him in!
Just tell your next buyer that it’s a tub of rare cereals that are unopened and shall remain so until he returns home. What a lovely surprise!
This person managed to find CraigsList (a site renowned for attracting idiots like insects to a porch light) and navigate the process of posting an ad, but is in fact asking how to get rid of their stuff and not actually selling anything? How is that even possible? Such a level of stupidity should not be compatible with human life. I would expect the combined efforts of breathing and blinking at the same time to overwhelm the brain and cause death by massive aneurysm.
And am I the only one creeped out by the fact that, judging by the other “stuff” this person has, the breast pump they want to get rid of is used? A USED BREAST PUMP. I went all shuddery when I read that.
It is times like this that I wish “hermit” was a valid career path.
I’m not sure how I feel about the idea of a used breast pump. The one I had could be completely disassembled, washed, and sterilized, so it probably would have been ok to get a used one. There’s just this psychological ick factor, I think.
I’ve had a bad experience with one. I was poking around a thrift shop and found a neat old metal lunch box that was heavier that it should have been. I opened it and found a very used breast pump that had not been cleaned. I have never wanted an actual physical boiling bleach shower more in my life.
Boiling bleach has really caught on in a big way recently. It’s all the rage.
Did you vomit right there or wait until you made it through the exit?
Sadly, that is not the worst thing that you could have found in a lunch box in a thrift store.
I managed to hold on to my cookies and take the nasty thing to the manager where I raised holy hell. He offered me a 10% discount off my purchase.
@Bianchi – I have actually found worse things, the used pump ranks at #3 on my list of nastiness.
Pure Sodium hypochlorite boils at about 214 degrees Fahrenheit. Of course your standard household bleach is not pure but only about 5% actual bleach. The pure stuff would probably strip you to your skeleton–boiling or not. Proceed with caution!
A friend of mine worked at the Goodwill in our college town (mmm … college town shops …) and had a few stories about things they found among the donations. One was a butane curling iron … which they stared at, and which no one wanted to pick up. Finally she realized what it was, said it aloud, and everyone sighed in relief that they could touch it and know it wasn’t a “marital aid.”
Ed gets the Corey Award for trying to educate us with facts today.
In Soviet Russia, Pure Sodium hypochlorite boils at about 214 degrees Fahrenheit. Same as here.
In my defense, I did say “proceed with caution.”
Ed, that kind of talk just might get you kicked out . Dirty breast pumps we can handle. But sensible talk? What kind of sick freak are you?
I’d like to follow up on something. Consider the following series of events:
1. HHNF and Graham flirt shamelessly with each other on this site for weeks.
2. Meredith brings this to our attention.
3. HHNF and Graham make sputtering denials, and are seemingly shocked that anyone would think that anything was going on.
4. Both HHNF and Graham then each change their avatars, making them markedly less attractive.
5. HHNF and Graham still engage in their repartee, but carefully avoid any hint of romantic tension.
Everybody knows when two coworkers suddenly start avoiding each other, cease bantering, etc. that something’s going on.
Just sayin’……..
(chicka chicka bow wow wow)
walka chicken walka chicken walka chicken
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, first, I just want to point out a few things.
1.
2.
3.
I’m totally convinced. That really cleared things up.
(This sort of comment, spoken with molasses-thick sarcasm, would be how I earned the nickname “Smartass” in my family.)
Oh sarcasm, that’s sooo original.
(Hah, sarcasm AND irony. Who’s gonna go for Sarcasm, Irony, and Pathos?)
In rebuttal to Graham’s presentation:
A.
B.
C.
Wait, there was romantically tense banter between HHNF and Graham?
See, that’s the thing, I don’t think there was.
Besides which, I thought that your…family jewels automatically disqualify you from winning that fair lady’s affections.
Come on, lareina, don’t let the facts get in the way of a good conspiracy theory.
Oh, sorry! Uh, well…*I* think Graham’s secretly a woman. Those eyebrows are suspiciously neat.
Geez, get a room you two!
“Get a room, you two” is going on the meme list.
I’ve been secretly working on that. Cool!
I think Corey and minty are reaching meme status.
Well, *I* at least thought that we were each going to drive several days, dropping our jobs, families and social lives to meet each-other, being internet strangers, have 10 minues worth of hawt sects *like where we wear Snuggies and have candles and goats* and then head back home.
I’m heartbroken, graham. You said you were different than the guys on Craigslist personals.
as long as I know how to love, I know I will survive.
I don’t know how I missed this today — but I thought we weren’t going to talk about this publicly. It ruins the mood for me. Hawt stranger sects should be secret, dirty, and shameful (so +1 for the goats, at least).
@tacomagic – Dude, didn’t you hear? They were totally looking at each other at recess, and then GrahamT was all like “Hi HHNF” and she was all like “Um, hey GrahamT. Giggle giggle giggle” and then GrahamT sends Ed over to see if she liked him but then Ed told some corny “In Soviet Russia” joke and HHNF is all like “WTF???” and her friends are like “just tell him your not into guys.” so she’s all “Dude your hella cute but, you know, it’s just not my thing but we should still totally goof around on ySac and stuff” and he’s all like “yeah, that’s totally cool, no prob” and then he’s all like “dude, what’s up with her?” and now it’s all totally over and every ones all cool again…
And then the bell rang, and we all had to go back to social studies. Man, I hate it when that happens. Hey, wanna see my new Trapper Keeper? I customized it. Duran Duran. I’m totally over Michael Jackson and that stupid Thriller album.
Anyway, so, hey, lost_compass is totally taking bets on whether or not HHNF will ask GrahamT to the Sadie Hawkins dance. You can’t tell or he’ll get suspended for gambling or something.
Here comes the llama-nun! Put out the cigarette and look innocent. Does my breath smell like vodka? It just looks like water in the bottle, right? And don’t ever ask the ostrimu if he wants to share, as he’s totally sprung over the llama and will probably rat you out to her.
*walks over awkwardly* Hey guys, is it cool if I sit with you during the assembly today?
Yeah, totally, bro. Hey, man, by the way, did you ever finish that bong you were going to make me in shop class?
Naw, dude, Mr. Stinson closed down the paint room today because those stupid freshmen were trying to get high off the polyurethane in the vent hood.
In Soviet Russia, corny Soviet Russia jokes tell Ed.
*Sits in the corner of the lunch room and eyes the cool kids. Thinks about going over to say hi but doesn’t because they might make fun of her unstylish, brown, hand me down avatar.
http://en.gravatar.com — use the same email address that you use here.
So anyone want to hang out at the YSaC forums after school? Y’know, no big thing, just listen to music and make fun of the posters and write mash notes to Corey.
Christina, we’re all cool here, we’re all weird, and we all had the random geometric avatars when we first started. There are not that many of us and the table is large. Come and sit! *pats chair*
Now, if you start lecturing us about cars I’ll have to rethink the invitation, but feel otherwise free to flirt, make Soviet Russia jokes, refer often to something as “minty,” have an avatar that is a pet/someone famous you’d like to look like/an old picture of you/etc., and anything else you can think of. 🙂
Windrose – you’re kidding about the mash notes to Corey, right? O.o
*panting from the long climb up to find a reply button* Yes, I sure am, Lola!
Thanks Lola and Graham T. I do know about gravatars but in reality I’m perfectly fine without one, that was just my insecure high school self talking 😉 The independent older me is fine with hand me down brown squares, they’re ironic or something.
I’ve actually been lurking around this site for over a year but rarely comment. I’m making an effort though. As for car lectures, I have no idea if my car has da shell or teh shell, dis shell or dat shell, but it is quite minty.
Christina, the nice part is about this crowd is that we are now the bosses of the jock assholes that used to throw our books in the mud. Or at least are in a position to vindicate our high school experience. Like when the high school quarterback needs me to do a Fire Department approval inspection on his new startup business for which his rich mommy and daddy provided the investment capital…. Hypothetically speaking. Ahem. What were we talking about? Oh yes, sexual tension. Penis!
And this is why I love this site so much…
And as usual in high school, I was off doing something boring and missed the whole thing. :::Sigh::: story of my life.
Well, to give JG an honest answer here, I think the slight change in behavior that you observed after Meredith’s initial post was due to the realization that my posts were being scrutinized at a level that I did not consider previously (and, apparently, that scrutiny continues to this day).
For point 1, I think we may have exchanged posts on a few days which could be construed as “flirting,” but certainly not weeks, and nothing more shameless than what regularly goes on here.
3. For me, it was genuine surprise, but not really justifiable given the kind of attention to detail that folks around here tend to have.
4. I can’t speak for HHNF, but I changed my avatar because I got sick of seeing my face all over the comments section. My computer, I like to think, is more than a $1000 mirror.
5. I was not aware that I had a repartee. 😛 But see the first paragraph.
I hope this clears up any confusion. Don’t get me wrong, I’m flattered that everyone has taken this level of interest. I’m glad to be a part of your community and that you feel comfortable in bringing these things up. Thank you and Gods Bless America.
6. PROFIT!!!
Some days you’re SOOOooo mercenary Ed.
Hehe…
AWWWWWW, I didn’t want anyone to get self-concious about it.
I wuz jus teasin and triing to be funnny. i am sory if it mad you not wnt to jok with HHNF. i wuz jus jelus bc she is a TTL HOT-T. PLEES dont tak it rong.
(that hurt to write)
Oh, and btw, Sarajean and I started flirting long before you did, Graham….cause we’z in luuuurrrrvvvvv. (And yes, that is a joke).
Aw, Meredith, you haven’t seen me at 5am on a Sunday when I look like a homeless hooker. Or, say, without makeup. But thank you. I’ll take that and run with it like a looter.
I just got back on this site and saw all the comments. I really was only trying to be funny and I really really hope that I didn’t upset anyone, especially HHNF and Graham. I’ll slink off now.
I can just see you, with the big puppy dog eyes. If I were upset, I would have said so, or left. Tactfulness is not my strong point. I was just clarifying. As Graham said, teh int0rn3t$ is 5r5 b15nu5! Come back, jg! I’ll give you some bacon and scratch behind your ears.
Come back, jg! I’ll share my fictional fiancée with you if it makes you feel better. We have an open relationship 🙂
I never assumed anything. Except that you like to make up goofy math equations that somehow always seemed totally logical.
I think I missed a soap opera episode or two. I was always doing that with Flash Gordon episodes as well.
“Ming did WHAT to Flash and the mole people?”
Thanks, mudslicker, I knew I could count on you. Probably because you’re an archaeologist.
I thought you could count on her because she’s an abacus.
I don’t know how anyone counts on those damn things.
P.S. This thread isn’t helping us reach our record-breaking goal.
1. Weeks? I was here a few days, maybe a week before being ‘called out’
2. apparently so, because Meredith=awesome in cat math 101
3. I don’t like guys. And I didn’t sputter, much.
4. My avatar is the face I make to scare away aggressive male-types. If that fails, I start telling them I’m in love and want to get married right away. That always works.
5. I reeaaallly didn’t want to be ‘that new girl on the site that flirts and acts like she’s one of us and annoys everyone to no end until we blow up the internets’. In totally unrelated news
Graham and I are getting married in a private Star-Wars themed ceremony. We shall partake of rare cereals and dumpster chips during the reception.
And ‘less attractive’?
I’m off to therapy now.
Ooooh, I love weddings! I don’t care who you want to marry, you should be able to get married if you’re in luuuuuurrrve!
*begins styling hair like oldschool Princess Leia ear-danishes (bagels?) for Graham-HHNF wedding*
*rents Han Solo outfit for date, wishing he more resembled Harrison Ford 33 years ago*
PS: Per reference above re intimate moments that include goats – can you hold off until after the reception and the guests can disperse before doing that in this instance? thnx
PS II: I say, flirt on, people*. I found it entertaining.
*HHNF and Graham, and anyone else, for that matter.
Yay weddings! Fun! I too shall ready myself with all haste!
Oh, hm. There really aren’t very many female characters to dress up as from the SW universe, are there? Especially now that Lola’s called dibs on Princess Leia. Would it be inappropriate to attend dressed as the sexy bounty hunter from Episode 2?
And I second Lola’s request about the goats. Fervently.
Lareina,
let’s all dress up as Leia and we can be her attendants. I heard a rumor that she’s going as the Hello Darth Kitty (strong, but still feminine).
http://www.faziarizvi.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/hellokittydarthvader.jpg
Graham, of course, will be original edition Vader, in customary black.
Oh, I’m going to go all nerd on you guys, and dress up like a character from the Star Wars books. Only read one of them, and it may have been because my all time most passionate crush ever is Luke Skywalker, and it was all about his wife. So I’m going as Mara Jade Skywalker….eat that!!!
OH, HHNF, is there any Dino Diner cereal in there? I remember how delightfully slimy it used to get. mmmmmmmmmmmmm
“go all nerd”? Honey, it’s all nerds, all the time here. Which is one of the reason it’s great here. I mean, the point of the site is to snark on people for bad writing! “Kool” ppl r 2 bsy rtin liek dis 2 kare.
As for point #5: We like you, we really like you. I speak for everyone on that. As for acting like “one of us”, I’ll say this: I was not “one of us” and feared being seen the same way. But I figured I like the site, a LOT, and I wanted to be part of it, so I just had to jump in the deep end and hope no one held my head under water. They didn’t, and in fact were very welcoming and pretty much the coolest cats I’ve found commenting anywhere. Everyone seems to have a good grasp on humor, what is and is not acceptable joke fodder, and the feelings of others.
I feel like I’m having some kind of co-ed sleepover, where everything is funny and the teasing never gets mean.
ZOMG, Meredith, we be of one mind, you and I. Luke Skywalker was my first and most enduring crush, and the love persists to this day. It helps that Mark Hamill is so awesome, but I *adore* Luke.
I may have to go watch the Dagobah scenes from ‘Empire Strikes Back’ now. Mmm, sweaty Jedi.
lareina, I am currently doing a little happy dance at finding SOMEONE who understands not only my love for Mark Hamill, but for Luke Skywalker!!! Everyone was always, “Han Solo is soooo cute,” and I was always, “No way, he’s whatever, but Luke Skywalker is hot, AND he’s the JEDI and that’s the whole POINT of the STORY, duh!”.
Hmmmmm … … … this could explain why all the men I date are far from macho, and a bit on the whiny side. And my love for dark clothes. It’s becoming clear.
I know!! It’s all about Luke, and no-one GETS that! He goes from being all whiny farm kid to the kickass black-robed guy who takes out Jabba the Hutt’s entire sail barge *after* calmly warning him of what he’s about to do. How do people not realize how awesome (and sexy. Let’s not forget sexy) that is?!
*sigh* I blame the hair-and-makeup people. My enjoyment of those movies is, to this day, hindered by the constant urge to yell ‘Cut your hair!’ at the screen.
Well, that and the appalling dialogue.
Girls who crushed on Luke are a dime a dozen. It’s much harder to locate a woman who had the hots for Chewbacca.
That’s probably because Mark Hamill has a penchant for men and Luke “was” hetero…albeit with that nasty little annoying “hot for his sister” thing he had to grapple with….and add to that his constant quest to kill his own father and you’ve got one hot mental mess.
Oy vay…the therapy sessions.
“In space, no one can hear you vent.”
No, he doesn’t! Where did you hear that??
It’s been bantered back and forth alot. And I could swear hearing that he finally fessed up a few years back, altho the internutz say he’s married with 3 kids (as if that’s proof!).
I’m going with my gut and standing firm.
Music will be as follows:
Bride entering: Award ceremony music from the end of ANH
Groom entering: Imperial March
Egress: Finale from Empire Strikes Back
Can I come to the wedding? I can wear my dad’s old helmet.
Yes, but you still have to sit on the Rebel side.
Something old: Mark Hamill
Something new: 3-D television
Something borrowed: dad’s old helmet
Something blue: A Na’vi from Pandora
Gaaahhh Avatar character KILL IT! KILL IT WITH FIRE!
*sneef* You guys are so…sweet! Meredith, I, too, get the strange feeling that I’m in a pub full of old friends who have had just enough to drink to be odd and make each-other wonder what the hell is wrong with us without the awkward apologies the next day.
I love having friends who say “What the hell are you doing/thinking/wearing/is wrong with you?” who are just, you know, asking, and not really judging. I think I said it on here once before: I love this site because mainly you’re all my kind of weird. And that is nice.
Oh, yeah. The tension’s so thick, you could cut it with a pair of skis.
LOVE IT!!!! + 1000
And so ends another episode of “As the YSaC Turns”
And, OMG…did that whole high school thing take me waaaaaaaay back.
Cuz, I’m fairly certain that having seen the big five-0 in my rearview, I’m one of the older posters here.
Sigh….
I think we run the gamut, CJ. HH looks like a young thing, I THINK Lola’s just past the 3-0, I’m going to hit it in a little over a month, and I think there’s the whole run in the middle there, too.
I’m due to be dragged kicking and screaming into the big 3-0 on Sunday.
Whee.
How do we throw a YSaC birthday party???
Don’t feel bad! I may be 24, but my dad is 57, and he’s always here, wondering how humanity can go on *Hey, Da!* and my 76 yr old gran *Hi, Oma! creeps this site as well. All it means is that you have lived al of the Monty Python, the Beatles, the hippie days, the presidents and all that stuff we young whippersnappers try so desperately to grasp.
Techically 23, here. But depending on the day, it can feel closer to 12, 17 or 45.
I am 28, but do consider my dear friends, it’s the not the model year, it’s the mileage.
Some days my mileage varies, depending on how hard I’ve been ridden.
( That totally came out sounding dirtier than I thought it would.
Yes, yes…but is it accurate?
I’ve never turned back the odometer. Not yet, anyway.
Damn, where are those lil cheater glasses?
*pats chest where they should be hanging from a beaded necklace*
I need them to look back and see my 50th . . .
A kindred spirit!
Indeed. Ike was President when I made the progression from twinkle to reality.
Well, thanks y’all! (Yep, not only am I old, but I’m an old Texan!)
I feel all warm and fuzzy now.
some wax will help you with that.
They also make a cream for that. The mild chemical burn will leave the warm feeling but you will be less fuzzy.
Seriously, in the early 70’s my sister tried that stuff…
She was amazingly allergic….
She looked like someone had hooked her up to an air compressor and just walked away…
Poor dear…
I feel for her. I’ve only tried it once on one leg from knee to ankle. My leg looked like someone had peeled the skin off with a dull paring knife.
(That is how I discovered I have a sensitivity to certain chemicals. Nothing like a giant oozing wound to brighten up a young girl’s summer.)
If there’s one thing that bugs me, it’s the high price of breast pumps. Selling used ones sounds so profitable. And hygienic. Now if only she had a picture of a woman touching a bulbous stalactite….
Excuse me, but WHAT has been illegal since the Harding administration? Do I even want to know?