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Geeno 09-18-2015 02:46 PM

this one time
I was working in Virginia on a new store construction and heard The Smiths playing from the window framers radio. Went over and talked a bit. Old timer helper working with his younger familys business. All from Baltimore area, this was around the time of the riots too. Had to shake his hand and tell him I'd never heard anyone play that on a jobsite before. They all ended up being really cool and helped me unload a bunch of stuff for a job.

This thread is for random memories that have nothing to do with anything.

Sir-Ex 09-18-2015 03:28 PM

This one time in scotland I was walking through a park, and I saw this woman crouched over next to her dog. The dog looked like it was sleeping, and then I noticed the woman's face and I saw that she was crying. She turned and looked at me and cried, "please, my dog needs help, he just collapsed for no reason" or something to that effect.

So I bent over to see what was wrong with the dog, and I laid my hands on it, and then suddenly the dog opened its eyes and stood up.

The woman looked at me like I was some kind of angel and said thank you as I walked away.

I have a sneaking suspicion that the dog just wanted to troll the shit out of its owner.

Terry 09-18-2015 05:25 PM

Once my dad gave me a bb gun for my birthday when I was ten and my mom was driving me to my friend's house (who was in the car too) and I pointed the gun at the car roof and said "look Ike I can shoot God!"

She dropped Ike off and grounded me for like a week, then I shot at geese with the bb gun and she took it away :(

The Rev 09-19-2015 02:52 AM

This one time, I was trying to cut through some plastic packaging with a buck knife, but the knife slipped and cut my thumb open. It healed without a scar, but the tip of my thumb still has almost no feeling it it.


The Rev

Kishar 09-19-2015 05:33 AM

in band camp

mothernature 09-19-2015 12:21 PM

Well, every year as part of the Ky Derby Festival, they try to have a hot air balloon race as an event. The winner from last year, is the lead balloon (the hare), and the rest follow the hare. They go to several points, go low to the ground, and toss out grass seed packets onto a big X, and whoever gets the fastest time, with the closest to the X, wins.

Being how it's in May, the weather only co-operates about every other year and the route is dependent on which way the wind blows. Usually away from my house.

This one time, I woke up and was standing in the kitchen, waiting for the coffee to get done. I was just standing at the window, waiting. Here comes the hare balloon, right over my house! Holy shit, it's heading for the park that's 4 blocks away.

I woke up the kids, "come on, come on". It was so cool. I would say there were around 40 balloons.

The Rev 09-19-2015 02:04 PM

Are you sure there weren't 99?


The Rev

stoneric 09-19-2015 06:03 PM

^Damn that brings back memories.

Terry 09-20-2015 07:45 PM

Once when I was ten my bff Ike and I were rocking out on the SNES, playing the brand-spanking new Super Mario Anthology (now worth a decent amount of money) cartridge. We were playing through the boss level of the first part of Super Mario 1 and we were trying to impress each other on how fast/well/impressive we could beat the stage, points lost if you took a mushroom or feather or w/e, strictly skill.

Now, as an aside, Ike's mom was single and had three kids and was desperately poor. I did not conceive of this at the time and when my mom sent me to Ike's with grocery bags of food I just thought she wanted me to have a good time.

Anyways my mom included Atomic Fireballs, which for the uninitiated are large, jawbreaker sized cinnamon candies. I decided to try and beat Mario's second level upside down on Ike's bed, and without any forethought happened to have a halfway sucked Atomic Fireball in my mouth.

I started to choke about midway through the level, and struggled helplessly at Ike that I was choking. As a fellow ten year old he offered little respite. I hobbled downstairs but his mother was nowhere to be found. As with most poor people, she often sought a community of peers to distract her from the glaring social inequity.

I stumbled outside the house, surely blue as a berry, Ike screaming in alto cadence HELP HELP, when his mom showed up out of nowhere. Apparently she either did not know or did not trust the proper Heimlich maneuver, for after recognizing my malady she promptly lifted me by my ankles and shook with all her 300 lb diabetic might til the offending globe was spewed from my esophagus.

Ike and I rode the bus to the library, where my mother would pick us up. We did not share a word. When my mother asked why I sounded so hoarse I just answered "we were playing Mario".

John Wayne 09-20-2015 10:13 PM

This one time, mid alcoholic spree. I was living in the military barracks. Which are two identical looking old Russian bloc looking buildings on either side of the road. I lived on the left side, not the right.

We got out of the cab after a night of strictly drinking. I proceeded to stumble towards the barracks, up the stairs and straight to bed, safely and snuggly in my blankets. I didn't puke or lose my wallet/phone so a good night I thought before I passed out.

I was woken up by a very angry guy who proceeded to tell me that I had slept in his bed that night. It turned out, instead of turning left to go to my barracks after getting out of the cab, I went right. To the opposite side of the street and the opposite bed.

I said my most Canadian sorry and hi-tailed it out of there.

Sir-Ex 09-21-2015 03:56 PM

That's a scary story Terry

turmaline 09-21-2015 09:49 PM

This one time my friends and I were playing Mario.
Her sister fell of the cliff and died and just as she did my friend sneezed..
Her sister lost her shit and started punching her in the arm like a psycho.
I think it was a combination of the sneeze, the mosquito like death sound and she was on her last life...

Mario for life yo..

zoltron 09-23-2015 12:17 AM

This 1 time about 40+ yrs ago, a buddy & I were down in Nogales, Mexico drinking 10 cent shots of tequila (yeah, the 'top shelf' shit) at a bar that had a dirt floor. There were loose chickens & lord knows what other farm animals were roaming the joint. We were sitting at the bar & a really filthy old Mexican, next to my pal, pulled out about 10 white pills from his pocket with dirt on them. He motioned for my buddy to grab a couple, which he did, handed me 1 & said to down it. I was on about my 8th rotgut shot of tequila when the Mexican held out the handful of pills & in broken English, told my pal to take a couple. He grabbed 2 of them, handed 1 to me & we both took them, washing them down with a cerveza.
After they were already down, I thought it might be a good idea to find out what we just popped. My friend kept trying to ask the dude what those pills were & all we got was, "Que?" Found out they were Mandrax...Mexican ludes.

The Rev 09-23-2015 04:23 AM

Never did quaaludes. That particular drug was still occasionally talked about when I was a kid, but I never saw any. What's the high like? Comparable to valium?


The Rev

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