(09-08-2010 01:39 AM)Casus Belli Wrote: [ -> ]See, this just reminds me why I actually bother coming here 
Where else are you going to meet your quota for uncomfortable conversations?
(09-08-2010 07:59 AM)Casus Belli Wrote: [ -> ] (09-08-2010 04:40 AM)Senator Wrote: [ -> ] (09-08-2010 01:39 AM)Casus Belli Wrote: [ -> ]See, this just reminds me why I actually bother coming here 
Where else are you going to meet your quota for uncomfortable conversations?
Real life people.
Do you work at a psych ward? That's the only thing equivalent I can come up with in comparison to the people here.
OK... lets get back on Track... Senator.. your wish for all your weekends to be 3 day weekends had been granted... by some unknown magical force, you have been granted 3 day weekends, however with all magical doings there is a catch, you can never do the same thing twice. At first this is amazing, you plan your weekends doing dare-devilish things, such as skydiving, cliff-jumping and white water rafting, after 6 months you are still going strong, doing stunt driving, nascar training camps and monster truck driving lessons. After 1 year, you begin to run out of options however you still go camping, have a bbq and go out for a beer with friends. After 2 years... all you have left is old-lady bingo, square dancing and Gay Rape!!
LMAO (sorry there was so much chatter going on about it, i had to throw it in!!)
I wish to be an Immortal!!!
Granted, you are immortal and cannot die, but you are otherwise an ordinary human. You decide to take an ocean cruise to celebrate your good fortune. Suddenly some idiot with a lighter and a streak of pyrofanaticsm lights the ships fuel supply and the ship sinks. As if your luck couldn't get worse, the ship happened to be traveling over the marianas trench at the time. You and the ship decend into the depths. While the other passengers trapped beneath the decks are dieing all around you from the immense pressure(and lack of air), you live on. Unable to die, unable to move, unable to escape the ship that has become your eternal prison.
I wish I could have broadband internet brought out to my house.
Granted,
A telco company decides to invest in your area and brings broadband internet to your house. You start playing WoW obsessively and watching an immense amount of porn now that the internet is yours to peruse at your leisure. As time goes by your life is reduced to a balancing act of gaming, surfing porn, eating frozen dinners and occasionally finding time to change into a new pair of underwear. Unknown to you, the massive pile of dirty underwear and crap festering in your room is harboring some rare super-evolving bacteria which lives off your feces and dirty jizz-tissues. You continue to ignore its growth until the day it has turned into an 8 feet monster covered in poo and underwear and eats you. You spend the next few days slowly being digested reflecting on your poor and meaningless life until the acids have eaten away enough of your skin and muscles that you die.
Who says I lack imagination?
I wish I was no longer the target of homosexual jokes or any kind of derogatory statements.
Your obsession with my underwear is... extremely disturbing.
oops.. anti-granted.