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Posted by bigsteve on :
 
Two days ago my brother blows up the motor in the 03 gt mustang and has the worst day of his life. Here is the list of the crap that went down yesterday:

1.)Find out that its going to take three more weeks before I can start working because they want me to do a drug test. I needed to start working asap because I need money now
2.)I ride motocross. I decide to go riding at a track in Rockey Hill Ct. On my way their a dump truck pulling a 20ft trailer passes me on the right and merges into my lane and the trailer comes within 5 inches of sideswiping the front of my car.
3.)I get their and on the second lap I fall and hurt my wrist, bend my brand new handle bars, and get my brand new riding gear covered in dirt
4.)On my way home a 18 wheeler passes me on the right and merges into my lane and the trailer comes within 5 inches of hitting me
5.) I fall asleep on the highway swerve across one lane and hit a pole with a reflector on it. It breaks my mirror off, witch hits me in the face, and sends glass flying into my face and cuts my arm up. The trailer that im pulling almosts flips.
6.) I get home and check the trailer ball and find out its very loose
7.) My dad says I can no longer go riding by myself anymore. Even though he falls asleep almost every time we go riding. In fact either my brother or I have to stay awake just to make sure he doesn't fall asleep

All this has me wondering?? What's next? [Confused]
 
Posted by T e x on :
 
more drama
 
Posted by jordanreed on :
 
forget the job and do more drugs?
 
Posted by bdgee on :
 
If that's the worst, be thankful you are very young.
 
Posted by Jo4321 on :
 
I hope the delay for the drug test is because they can't fit you in and not that you are waiting for the drugs to be out of your system!!

Anyway, I also had a bad day, but this was on Thursday.

First, of course, the market went down 387 points.

Second, there was a big storm and the wind cracked a huge picture window in the front of the house.

And third, dh called to tell me his tranmission for his SUV was now all over the highway.

Fixing the window and the transmission is going to make for one expensive day!

Jo
 
Posted by jordanreed on :
 
thursday was bad for me too... I shot a 76! [Mad]
 
Posted by T e x on :
 
lol...I have a dear friend who is a glass artist...understands fragile, compression, tension, etc...

her term is "chaos junkies"

kinda like that...perceptive, I think
 
Posted by The Bigfoot on :
 
The only thing I know for sure is that the worst day of my life is yet to come.

bigsteve, I seem to notice that a lot of your problems revolve around vehicles. Maybe it's time to put some miles on the ol ten speed and let go of the fast lane for a bit?
 
Posted by dinner42 on :
 
[Wink]
quote:
Originally posted by The Bigfoot:
The only thing I know for sure is that the worst day of my life is yet to come.

bigsteve, I seem to notice that a lot of your problems revolve around vehicles. Maybe it's time to put some miles on the ol ten speed and let go of the fast lane for a bit?


 
Posted by will on :
 
You're just a moron.
 
Posted by bdgee on :
 
Uh ohhhhhh

Will's on the bottle and talking to himself again.
 
Posted by Munchkin Man on :
 
Greetings To All:

The Munchkin Man's worst day took place on the date of February 08, 1974.

The Munchkin Man wrote this date down and recorded all of the events which transpired on this fateful day.

The Munchkin Man was sure he would never have a day as bad as this one.

So far the Munchkin Man has been right.

The Munchkin Man was living in Norfolk, Virginia, at the time.

The Munchkin Man had an appointment with an otologist in Baltimore, Maryland.

The Munchkin Man woke up bright and early on this day and caught a plane to Washington D.C.

The Munchkin Man then caught a taxi to the Trailways Bus Station in downtown Washington D.C.

From there the Munchkin Man bought a bus ticket and got on a bus headed for Baltimore, Maryland.

During the ride a terrible snow storm erupted out of the sky.

This made the bus arrive in Baltimore about an hour late.

The Munchkin Man tried to catch a taxi from the bus station to the doctor's office.

It was snowing so hard that there was not a taxi in sight.

The Munchkin Man's doctor's office was also located in downtown Baltimore.

So, the Munchkin Man proceeded to trudge to his doctor's office in the raging and howling blizzard.

It took the Munchkin Man about an hour to get there.

The Munchkin Man opened the door to his doctor's office building.

The Munchkin Man took the elevator to the floor where his doctor's office was located.

The Munchkin Man walked up to the doctor's office door and turned the handle to get in.

It was locked.

The doctor's office was closed.

The Munchkin Man stood there for several minutes in frozen disbelief.

Finally, a custodian came by and told the Munchkin Man his office was closed for the day.

In a state of shock, the Munchkin Man finally proceeded to walk back to the bus station.

There was still not a taxi in sight.

It was snowing every bit as hard as was before.

This time most of it was blowing right smack dab in the Munchkin Man's face.

Finally, the Munchkin Man got back to the bus station.

After the Munchkin Man bought his bus ticket back to Washington D.C., the Munchkin Man went to the bathroom.

Then the Munchkin Man noticed something.

The Munchkin Man's wallet was missing.

The Munchkin Man's wallet had been picked.

Fortunately, the Munchkin Man had his bus ticket in his hands.

And so, in a continuing state of shock and disbelief, the Munchkin Man caught the bus back to the Trailways Bus Station in Washington D.C.

Now the Munchkin Man had another problem.

The Munchkin Man had no money to pay for a taxi ride to the airport.

The Munchkin Man was stranded.

The Munchkin Man's wallet was gone.

Finally, the Munchkin Man described his plight to a couple of taxi drivers.

The Munchkin Man begged them to give him a ride to the airport, and the Munchkin Man told them he would pay him back with a personal check in the mail when the Munchkin Man got home.

The first taxi driver told the Munchkin Man to go to hell.

The second one agreed to do so, but only after threatening to come look for the Munchkin Man and do him bodily harm if he didn't pay him back.

He was cussing and cursing all the way to the airport, going on and on about what a fool he was for doing this for the Munchkin Man.

He must have felt sorry for the Munchkin Man.

When he got to the airport, he gave the Munchkin Man his home address and reminded the Munchkin Man that he had better pay him back.

The Munchkin Man took his address, thanked him for the ride, and promised to pay him back.

Now the Munchkin Man had to go to the airport people and tell them how the Munchkin Man got his wallet picked which had his airplane ticket stuffed inside.

Because the Munchkin Man's wallet was gone, the Munchkin Man had no identification to show.

They asked the Munchkin Man a few questions and finally decided that the Munchkin Man was probably who he said he was.

They told the Munchkin Man he would be allowed to fly back to Norfolk on "space available" status.

There was one space left.

The Munchkin Man got it.

And so, the Munchkin Man got to fly back to Norfolk, Virginia.

Now the Munchkin Man had another problem.

The Munchkin Man had no money to pay the airport parking attendant on the way out.

The Munchkin Man described his situation.

The parking lot attendant took down the license plate number of the Munchkin Man's car and told the Munchkin Man to come back in one to two days and pay them back.

The Munchkin Man promised to do so.

By this time, the Munchkin Man's nerves were completely shot.

Nevertheless, the Munchkin Man managed to drive home. It was about 2:00 a.m. when the Munchkin Man arrived.

The Munchkin Man changed out of his cold wet clothes and took a long hot bath.

Then the Munchkin Man put on some clean dry pajamas and went straight to bed.

The Munchkin Man wanted to forget that this day ever existed.

Two days later, the Munchkin Man mailed a thank you letter to the taxi driver in Washington D.C. and included a check for the taxi ride, plus an extra $20.

The Munchkin Man also drove back to the airport to pay back the parking lot attendant.

The day after the Munchkin Man got home from this ordeal, there was a letter in the mail from the Munchkin Man's doctor in Baltimore, Maryland.

The letter informed the Munchkin Man that he had to postpone and reschedule the Munchkin Man's appointment.

Unfortuntely, this letter had been postparked two weeks earlier.

This concludes the Munchkin Man's harrowing tale of the worst day in his entire life.

Best Wishes,

Munchkin Man
 
Posted by Upside on :
 
My worst was 2 or 3 years ago when I spent the bulk of an entire day with Will. You could stick needles into my eyeballs and have them come out the back of my head and it would pale in comparison to that day.

My second worst day was last year when I spent 3 or 4 hours with Will. I actually had to eat lunch with him too. You could put my gonads in a vise and slowly tighten it until you heard them pop and that would be a jolly experience compared to that day.

I think I need to start learning from my mistakes. I seem to keep repeating them.
 
Posted by jordanreed on :
 
You could put my gonads in a vise and slowly tighten it until you heard them pop


You could stick needles into my eyeballs and have them come out the back of my head and it would pale in comparison to that day.


.....Thats some funny chit....................
 
Posted by Upside on :
 
Might be funny but it wasn't written entirely in jest. Some day Jordan, I'll make sure you have the pleasure of meeting Will. You'll fully understand it then. If there really is an entity that we refer to as Satan, I've met him.
 
Posted by will on :
 
STFU, sissy.
 
Posted by Upside on :
 
quote:
Originally posted by will:
STFU, sissy.

Come on honey, you know I love you. By the way, have you bought yourself any new pretty dresses lately?
 
Posted by bdgee on :
 
Is this any of my business?

Should all the world be forced to see the ugly part of "partnership"?
 
Posted by Upside on :
 
quote:
Originally posted by bdgee:
Is this any of my business?

Should all the world be forced to see the ugly part of "partnership"?

Partnership? The only partnership between Will and me is a mutual hatred. He does look nice in a sundress though, if you're into that kind of thing. Nothing wrong with it of course, just not my cup of tea.
 
Posted by bdgee on :
 
Sounds like a routine dip in a "partnership, to me.......probaby be green again tomorrow.

You guys kiss and make up.
 
Posted by cottonjim on :
 
quote:
Originally posted by Upside:
Might be funny but it wasn't written entirely in jest. Some day Jordan, I'll make sure you have the pleasure of meeting Will. You'll fully understand it then. If there really is an entity that we refer to as Satan, I've met him.

Man -o- man, did will pee in your Wheaties or something? geez.
 
Posted by Upside on :
 
quote:
Originally posted by cottonjim:
quote:
Originally posted by Upside:
Might be funny but it wasn't written entirely in jest. Some day Jordan, I'll make sure you have the pleasure of meeting Will. You'll fully understand it then. If there really is an entity that we refer to as Satan, I've met him.

Man -o- man, did will pee in your Wheaties or something? geez.
Cotton, have you ever had the chance to meet Will in person?
 
Posted by glassman on :
 
which one is he?
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Posted by Upside on :
 
2nd from the right I think. He'd have to bend over for me to be sure.
 
Posted by retiredat49 on :
 
So...Upside can recognize Will from his backside...lol
 
Posted by cottonjim on :
 
quote:
Originally posted by Upside:
quote:
Originally posted by cottonjim:
quote:
Originally posted by Upside:
Might be funny but it wasn't written entirely in jest. Some day Jordan, I'll make sure you have the pleasure of meeting Will. You'll fully understand it then. If there really is an entity that we refer to as Satan, I've met him.

Man -o- man, did will pee in your Wheaties or something? geez.
Cotton, have you ever had the chance to meet Will in person?
I have not had the good fortune...............
 
Posted by will on :
 
Seems you had no problem recognizing me when you you were bent over looking over your shoulder panting, pal. Now quiet yourself before I tell everyone about your pitiful effort to bark and squeal, just pitiful.....

quote:
Originally posted by Upside:
2nd from the right I think. He'd have to bend over for me to be sure.


 
Posted by glassman on :
 
hmmm....that's a uh, well er uh, nice tutu yeah, that's it; a nice tutu:

 -
 
Posted by BooDog on :
 
That's ripe glass!

lmfao!
 
Posted by will on :
 
Don't be upset with me Upside, I didn't give him the picture of when you and I played "let's dress Upside up". You must have given it to your new Master, and he posted it on the www.net.

quote:
Originally posted by glassman:
hmmm....that's a uh, well er uh, nice tutu yeah, that's it; a nice tutu:

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Posted by Upside on :
 
Now how could I ever be upset with you Will? We've had so many good times together with Joeyisthebest, The Green Baron, Ron Casavant and so many of the other CMKX mutants. You sent Glass my picture, that's fine, no hard feelings.
 
Posted by T e x on :
 
good to see the trusted scouts are hard at work on new stocks...

[Roll Eyes]
 
Posted by CashCowMoo on :
 
at least you arent in baghdad!
 
Posted by glassman on :
 
quote:
Originally posted by CashCowMoo:
at least you arent in baghdad!

true, to be honest, i have yet to hear about any really bad, or really hot days here....

glad to hear from you...
 
Posted by Upside on :
 
quote:
Originally posted by T e x:
good to see the trusted scouts are hard at work on new stocks...

[Roll Eyes]

Sorry Tex. Market sucks right now so it's time to have a bit of fun.
 
Posted by will on :
 
I might have a couple Tex.
 


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