BF2S Forums EE Chat - July

DonFck wrote:

Kmarion wrote:

Toilet Sex wrote:

same, i can't stand those things.

how much do they weigh? I guess they're just picking them up and tossing them..lolz

1800 lbs, but I'm guessing they're pretty easy to just tip over.

i'm just picturing a group of drunk Dutch guys carrying a smart car and dropping it in a canal

@ kmar ive escaped the heat and traveled up north - think ill stay here a few more weeks. just got back from a lyle lovett show and witnessed a drunkly fan get tazed feet away.. you'd htink at a chillax show such as that there wouldnt be problems? weirdness
   Cool Nado did the power go out? last week lightnin hit a tree in front of me thank god i was in the CAR!! rubber is fantastic



random vid
"The best caller ever (The Atheist Experience)"

Kimmmmmmmmmmmm wrote:

@ kmar ive escaped the heat and traveled up north - think ill stay here a few more weeks. just got back from a lyle lovett show and witnessed a drunkly fan get tazed feet away.. you'd htink at a chillax show such as that there wouldnt be problems? weirdness
   Cool Nado did the power go out? last week lightnin hit a tree in front of me thank god i was in the CAR!! rubber is fantastic



random vid
"The best caller ever (The Atheist Experience)"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JJxCFa8YmbQ

The power did not go out today.. yesterday it was off and on all day. It was supposed to be me yard work day. .. that's what I get for playing first and working later.

Heard quite a nasty "close call" story last week, and now, I'm gonna share it with you for educational purposes. And mind you that this is no joke.

The missus had some friends over last week and one of them has a mate at the Uni who was on a girls shopping spree trip in Paris some time ago. As I heard this first sentence, I immediately thought "Taken". They decided to go out and party one night and they all agreed on that fool around at the club as much as you like, but nobody goes home to any frog. Well this one gal got close to one local and they had their kisses during the night.

Come closing time the guy obviously starts to beg her to come with him to his place. She wanted to, but remembered what she had agreed and her friends were standing behind him shaking their heads as big-fucking-no-no. She told him that they might be coming back to the club tomorrow too so they could maybe meet then. They guy gave her his first name and phone number so that she could give him a call if they decided to come the next day. They didn't.

Once back in Finland around a week later the girl got a zit on her lip. At first she thought it was a normal zit but after it didn't go away with time or the normal poisons girls use on their skin she decided to go see the doc. The doc took a sample and sent it to be tested and gave antibiotics to her. The doc called the next day and said nothing but please come over to the hospital asap to discuss about the results. The gal ofcourse thought the worst that now she has god knows what.

Once she went in to the doctors office there was a team of docs and a few cops in there. She started to panic. The officials started the questioning. They asked her what she has been up to lately. Nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary, she replied. Are you sure, they said. She started to get teary and said yes. She told them that she's completely confused and asked them what this is all about. They didn't answer her question. Nothing special, huh. You have been living your normal life without anything weird happening. Have you been to any places you haven't been to before, or had contact to unknown people? At that point she realized and told them that she had been to France with her friends and had been partying at a club and that there was this guy she had been kissing. She was completely crying at this point already and she demanded a stop on this mindfucking and an explanation on what's going on.

The docs told her that the thing on her lip is a bacteria that transfers to from a human to another after the person has died. At this point my jaw hit the floor and I was thinking, omfg, vampires n' zombies!1!!1!!1 Not quite.

After some hysteria and thinking has she been doing some kissing with a dead guy the docs managed to calm her down. Luckily she had the guys number on her cellphone and his first name. The cops informed Clouseau & Co. and they went to check things out. Later on the cops gave her a call and told her that she was lucky she hadn't gone with him. As they had entered the apartment, they immediately arrested the right guy and found three rotting female bodies in there.

What I don't get is how the fuck the neighbours haven't reacted to the stench of 3 rotting humans. People don't give a shit anymore or what. That I don't know if the location was in a ghetto or if there was no neighbours.

Still feel like making out with strangers?

Ultrafunkula wrote:

Heard quite a nasty "close call" story last week, and now, I'm gonna share it with you for educational purposes. And mind you that this is no joke.

The missus had some friends over last week and one of them has a mate at the Uni who was on a girls shopping spree trip in Paris some time ago. As I heard this first sentence, I immediately thought "Taken". They decided to go out and party one night and they all agreed on that fool around at the club as much as you like, but nobody goes home to any frog. Well this one gal got close to one local and they had their kisses during the night.

Come closing time the guy obviously starts to beg her to come with him to his place. She wanted to, but remembered what she had agreed and her friends were standing behind him shaking their heads as big-fucking-no-no. She told him that they might be coming back to the club tomorrow too so they could maybe meet then. They guy gave her his first name and phone number so that she could give him a call if they decided to come the next day. They didn't.

Once back in Finland around a week later the girl got a zit on her lip. At first she thought it was a normal zit but after it didn't go away with time or the normal poisons girls use on their skin she decided to go see the doc. The doc took a sample and sent it to be tested and gave antibiotics to her. The doc called the next day and said nothing but please come over to the hospital asap to discuss about the results. The gal ofcourse thought the worst that now she has god knows what.

Once she went in to the doctors office there was a team of docs and a few cops in there. She started to panic. The officials started the questioning. They asked her what she has been up to lately. Nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary, she replied. Are you sure, they said. She started to get teary and said yes. She told them that she's completely confused and asked them what this is all about. They didn't answer her question. Nothing special, huh. You have been living your normal life without anything weird happening. Have you been to any places you haven't been to before, or had contact to unknown people? At that point she realized and told them that she had been to France with her friends and had been partying at a club and that there was this guy she had been kissing. She was completely crying at this point already and she demanded a stop on this mindfucking and an explanation on what's going on.

The docs told her that the thing on her lip is a bacteria that transfers to from a human to another after the person has died. At this point my jaw hit the floor and I was thinking, omfg, vampires n' zombies!1!!1!!1 Not quite.

After some hysteria and thinking has she been doing some kissing with a dead guy the docs managed to calm her down. Luckily she had the guys number on her cellphone and his first name. The cops informed Clouseau & Co. and they went to check things out. Later on the cops gave her a call and told her that she was lucky she hadn't gone with him. As they had entered the apartment, they immediately arrested the right guy and found three rotting female bodies in there.

What I don't get is how the fuck the neighbours haven't reacted to the stench of 3 rotting humans. People don't give a shit anymore or what. That I don't know if the location was in a ghetto or if there was no neighbours.

Still feel like making out with strangers?

This bacteria is only transferred via human to human? Seems kind of odd since it originates from the dead. The scenarios are endless, and I think that they extend beyond necrophilia. I wonder specifically what the bacteria was..

disturbing.

yeah we need some research   what's this bacteria called?

1stSFOD-Delta wrote:

smells like musty balls in here

ur upper lip?

Kmarion wrote:

1stSFOD-Delta wrote:

smells like musty balls in here

ur upper lip?


http://i32.tinypic.com/2yvjjuu.gif

Ultrafunkula wrote:

Kmarion wrote:

This bacteria is only transferred via human to human? Seems kind of odd since it originates from the dead. The scenarios are endless, and I think that they extend beyond necrophilia. I wonder specifically what the bacteria was..

disturbing.

You can say that again mr Garrison. Good thing the sicko got caught and didn't get to be the next Ted Bundy by the numbers, since this guy was apparently heading that way. Funny coincidence there was a documentary on the TV about jolly old Theodore last night.

Kimmmmmmmmmmmm wrote:

yeah we need some research   what's this bacteria called?

Unfortunately no clue. Would've been interesting to find more about this little rash.

Sweet bejesus O_O
France is nearly the backyard, I live in Belgium.
I thought stuff like this only happens in ....

Ultrafunkula wrote:

Heard quite a nasty "close call" story last week, and now, I'm gonna share it with you for educational purposes. And mind you that this is no joke.

The missus had some friends over last week and one of them has a mate at the Uni who was on a girls shopping spree trip in Paris some time ago. As I heard this first sentence, I immediately thought "Taken". They decided to go out and party one night and they all agreed on that fool around at the club as much as you like, but nobody goes home to any frog. Well this one gal got close to one local and they had their kisses during the night.

Come closing time the guy obviously starts to beg her to come with him to his place. She wanted to, but remembered what she had agreed and her friends were standing behind him shaking their heads as big-fucking-no-no. She told him that they might be coming back to the club tomorrow too so they could maybe meet then. They guy gave her his first name and phone number so that she could give him a call if they decided to come the next day. They didn't.

Once back in Finland around a week later the girl got a zit on her lip. At first she thought it was a normal zit but after it didn't go away with time or the normal poisons girls use on their skin she decided to go see the doc. The doc took a sample and sent it to be tested and gave antibiotics to her. The doc called the next day and said nothing but please come over to the hospital asap to discuss about the results. The gal ofcourse thought the worst that now she has god knows what.

Once she went in to the doctors office there was a team of docs and a few cops in there. She started to panic. The officials started the questioning. They asked her what she has been up to lately. Nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary, she replied. Are you sure, they said. She started to get teary and said yes. She told them that she's completely confused and asked them what this is all about. They didn't answer her question. Nothing special, huh. You have been living your normal life without anything weird happening. Have you been to any places you haven't been to before, or had contact to unknown people? At that point she realized and told them that she had been to France with her friends and had been partying at a club and that there was this guy she had been kissing. She was completely crying at this point already and she demanded a stop on this mindfucking and an explanation on what's going on.

The docs told her that the thing on her lip is a bacteria that transfers to from a human to another after the person has died. At this point my jaw hit the floor and I was thinking, omfg, vampires n' zombies!1!!1!!1 Not quite.

After some hysteria and thinking has she been doing some kissing with a dead guy the docs managed to calm her down. Luckily she had the guys number on her cellphone and his first name. The cops informed Clouseau & Co. and they went to check things out. Later on the cops gave her a call and told her that she was lucky she hadn't gone with him. As they had entered the apartment, they immediately arrested the right guy and found three rotting female bodies in there.

What I don't get is how the fuck the neighbours haven't reacted to the stench of 3 rotting humans. People don't give a shit anymore or what. That I don't know if the location was in a ghetto or if there was no neighbours.

Still feel like making out with strangers?

Your thoughts, insights, and musings on this matter intrigue me! no really, it was.

lol.. dicks