That Moment...

Ohhh I hate that moment ...

 

TMW you get an insatiable craving for steak on the barbie.
TMW you feel the need to use Australian slang for some reason.
TMW you wonder if @Aaron DC approves, innit?

 

TMW you realize some British slang had slipped into your vocabulary.

 

You only have two options, right?
Put your meat in a barbie, or on a barbie.

Sounds like you made the right choice

 

Dost I heareth correctly????

 

Assume I operate from a euphemistic parallel universe and read it again.

 

oH, the parallel universe fashion, I'm not really into that advanced stuff. Call me old fashioned, whatever.

 

oH, the parallel universe fashion, I'm not really into that advanced stuff. Call me old fashioned, whatever.

 

TMW someone denies parallel universe technology. In 2 posts. Posted simultaneously.

 

mAN, you kids have technology involved in it all as well. So what if I run 14.4 LOL

 

TMW you finally get into master league on StarCraft 2.

 

TMW you finally lose your goddam temper over the phone at someone who's been calling you for weeks asking for money for some worthy cause and you DON'T HAVE MONEY TO GIVE THEM!!!!

....and it feels so fucking good.

 

Aye, me got talked into it once, then lost my job during my year-long funding of a child. I feel bad, but at the same time was giving the hints that I can't hold down a job, at the time.

 

You tell em, Minstrel!

 

How I envy you. I yearn for the day I get to do exactly that. >:] Muwahaha...

 

I hate it when people asking for money try to guilt you into donating by saying things like, "Would you like to donate money to stop orphan children from dying horrible deaths because they don't have access to clean water and food?" I always feel like a dick for saying no. Don't get me wrong. I don't mind donating, but I can't afford to donate every time someone asks.

 

That happens a lot with me. I can't tell you how many times I've seen ads on the various sites I go to depicting miserable children looking at me with a ‘please help me’ look. It makes me feel like a complete bastard for clicking away to read about Fallout 4. Like I'm giving that kid the impression that I care more about some stupid video game rather than that kid getting the basic needs for survival.

Christ.

 

TMW you realize that, yes, the direction of a paperclip's curl must certainly say something about its stance on gun control, feminism, marriage equality, fair trade, oil import, the Middle East, China, North Korea, vaccinations, GMO... I mean, is it possible for anything to not have a stance on these topics? We're just not listening hard enough to the paperclip. On some frequency it must be screaming its opinion at us. Yes. There's no other possible choice.

 

TMW you realize that you have to take away Wrey's paperclips, his booze, and his newspapers. We must save him from himself!

 

TMW after ten minutes of arguing something they say triggers the memory that actually you do remember the conversation about you paying the bills this month

 

That moment when you have to read a post three times to make sense out of the comma absence.

 

TMW you watch this and can't stop laughing at how genuine it seems.

 

TMW you have to suck it up and make the hour drive to your ex's place to finally pick up the stuff you left there. Even though you swore you weren't forgetting anything when you left the last time.

 

TMW...

You realize you don't know how to write a death scene well. Hmm...must meditate on a better route than the usual ‘Let me gasp out my last words in a dramatic way, then die surrounded by everyone™.’

 

TMW you're writing and you suddenly remember how much it irritates you when people laugh at romantic feelings and turn them into a big cartoonish joke. It makes me want to gouge my eyes out.

TMW you realize how short-tempered you are about some things.