I've probably had a few but one that comes to mind is... I spent an hour making roster changes in an xbox game and I hit cancel after it all accidentally. :|
Originally posted by: leftyman
Originally posted by: captains
reading this thread
what's so bad about it ?Originally posted by: mitmot
Originally posted by: leftyman
Originally posted by: captains
reading this thread
the last one + you still being alive = not that bad.Originally posted by: djheater
In the sourse of a week....
My dad was diagnosed with cancer..
I got a ticket for an expired license sticker.. they let me off no proof of insurance
I lost the access card to my office and didn't discover it til I arrived at 4a to work becasue I was going to see my dad that afternoon...
On the way to my dad's I got another ticket for the license sticker and they again let me off no proof of insurance...
Next day I took my wifes car and the rear brakes failed goind seventy or so on the highway...
It was a pretty bad week.
pricematch / return-rebuy ?Originally posted by: skdsp
after buying a PS2 when a day later the prices went way down
Originally posted by: Zysoclaplem
I was driving home in my 1988 Pontiac Firebird, and the throttle cable got stuck while I was doing 55 or so. Well I let off the gas to hit the break, and the car won't stop, won't slow. It actually started going faster. And faster. I was flying down the street freaking out that I was going to hit someone. I could not get the shifter to move at all (it was automatic). Eventually I slammed the shifter into neutral and coasted to a stop, my car was smoking.
I thought my car had had it.
And then some black dude comes limping up to my car. He looks at me, and then says, "You got any weed man?"
I just look at him and say no. Then he says, "What you got in yo bag?" He was looking inside my passenger window. I said I didn't have any weed. Then he decided to stick his hands in my car to go through my bag and said, "You sho you ain't got no weed?"
I told him to get his hands out of my fvcking car.
Then he looked at me, sized me up (I was actually bigger than him, and I am 5'7" 140lbs), and left. He was about to get the sh!t beat out of him, and I think he knew it.
Originally posted by: DainBramaged
Originally posted by: Zysoclaplem
I was driving home in my 1988 Pontiac Firebird, and the throttle cable got stuck while I was doing 55 or so. Well I let off the gas to hit the break, and the car won't stop, won't slow. It actually started going faster. And faster. I was flying down the street freaking out that I was going to hit someone. I could not get the shifter to move at all (it was automatic). Eventually I slammed the shifter into neutral and coasted to a stop, my car was smoking.
I thought my car had had it.
And then some black dude comes limping up to my car. He looks at me, and then says, "You got any weed man?"
I just look at him and say no. Then he says, "What you got in yo bag?" He was looking inside my passenger window. I said I didn't have any weed. Then he decided to stick his hands in my car to go through my bag and said, "You sho you ain't got no weed?"
I told him to get his hands out of my fvcking car.
Then he looked at me, sized me up (I was actually bigger than him, and I am 5'7" 140lbs), and left. He was about to get the sh!t beat out of him, and I think he knew it.
You should have shared. :|
Originally posted by: Zysoclaplem
Originally posted by: DainBramaged
Originally posted by: Zysoclaplem
I was driving home in my 1988 Pontiac Firebird, and the throttle cable got stuck while I was doing 55 or so. Well I let off the gas to hit the break, and the car won't stop, won't slow. It actually started going faster. And faster. I was flying down the street freaking out that I was going to hit someone. I could not get the shifter to move at all (it was automatic). Eventually I slammed the shifter into neutral and coasted to a stop, my car was smoking.
I thought my car had had it.
And then some black dude comes limping up to my car. He looks at me, and then says, "You got any weed man?"
I just look at him and say no. Then he says, "What you got in yo bag?" He was looking inside my passenger window. I said I didn't have any weed. Then he decided to stick his hands in my car to go through my bag and said, "You sho you ain't got no weed?"
I told him to get his hands out of my fvcking car.
Then he looked at me, sized me up (I was actually bigger than him, and I am 5'7" 140lbs), and left. He was about to get the sh!t beat out of him, and I think he knew it.
You should have shared. :|
I should have hit him with my car.
Originally posted by: MetalMat
When I found out the hooker I got last night was an undercover cop, and was a dude :shocked: