The Battle Of The Mental Cases .V vs V

i have no anecdotes, its just a shame that hardly anyone has sent in anyomre.

5 minute solo wrote: citats gnirb ot naem t'nod sid ot naem t'nodstcidda V.T dna seikkert uoy lla yeh

Same post three different threads. Okay.....

 

What is your problem with trekkies and TV addicts?

 

 

Not another "drunk with sheep" story....

 

Yep I Overdosed on Rocket Fuel 

Nice flight story there Vibe

Perhaps Joren got some anekdotes ?????????????? 



Edited by Velvetclown

Here is an example of what kind of literature I read I this from South Of No North by Charles Bukowski.

Like anybody can tell you , I am not a nice man. I don`t know the word. I have always admired the villain , the outlaw the son of a b**** . I don`t like the clean shaven boy with the necktie and the good job. I like desparate men, men with broken teeth and broken ways. They interest me. They are full of suprises and explosions.I also like vile women, drunk cursing b**** with loose stockings and sloppy mascara. I`m more interested in perverts than saints. I can relax with bums because I am a bum. I don`t like laws, morals, religions, rules. I don`t like to be shaped by society.

Where is velv is he dead.

That was a good one velv!

Me and my buddy Eddy did the back pack thing through Europe when we were 19. Eddy is probably crazier than I am. We were pretty drunk when we got on the KLM flight for schiphol airport in Amsterdam. This was back in the days when drinks on flights were complementary,but the stewardess would only bring you one at at a time and it took forever for her to go to the galley and return with the little can of Hieniken. So what we did was this. We got everyone sitting around us who wasn't drinking to order beers and give them to us. We ended up with about 20 of these little cans! We just sat there and got even more drunk. We started to sing songs like It's A Long Way To Tipperary, Lilly Marlene and then we started 100,000 bottles of beer on the wall 100,000 bottles of beer on the wall take one down pass it around 99,999 bottles of beer on the wall etc. I we got to 99,993 before the stewardess told us to shut  up. Then the aircraft started to run in to some serious turbulence so Eddy yells out "we're going down, we're going down" and I've got a window seat and I yell out "there's an Engine  on fire." Some of the passengers are starting to panic. So Eddy and I start chanting the Lord's prayer " Our father who aren't in heaven hallowed be thy name........" I think at this point The Captain came down from the cockpit to tell us to cut it out since the stewardess must have ratted us out. By the time we landed in Holland we were so drunk we didn't know what planet we were on or What solar system we were in. The cab driver just brought us to the red light district and didn't even charge us!. While we were in Europe we ran out of money twice and I had to ask my dad to wire us $1,000 and then Eddy did the same thing a week later. It was a crazy 3 weeks the Dutch people in particular were really good to us.

OK

Well speaking of school

Well my teachers were all mad ( a sort of defence ) 

We had a fat female teacher and one sunny day we thought of doing a mild prank on her, so we put some thumbtacks on her chair and waited with some glee for the sound of pain .......... but .........she just sat down..........got up and the thumbthacks sat neatly in her behind.........and she didn´t even notice !!!!!!!!!!!!!

It was the beginning of many disappointments in my long life !!!!

No wonder I turned to drink and beavers .....by the age of 9