I was walking up State Street and I noticed a woman about a block away heading in my direction; I noticed her because it seemed like her mouth was where her nose should be.

Her face stayed like that up until we were just about to pass each other, when she relaxed her mouth down, and it returned to the normal space between nose and chin. She had just been scrunching up her face really, really far - farther than most of us can - for the whole length of a city block.

As I was walking home from work this morning there were these two rubes sitting on their front steps staring at a giant mound of dirt that was in the street. The were giggling like crazy and pointing at the mound of dirt as they spoke to one another about it being a big mound of dirt.
They had about 10 teeth between them.
I think they were high.

Angriest_Dragon wrote:As I was walking home from work this morning there were these two rubes sitting on their front steps staring at a giant mound of dirt that was in the street. The were giggling like crazy and pointing at the mound of dirt as they spoke to one another about it being a big mound of dirt.
They had about 10 teeth between them.
I think they were high.

What is a rube Dragon.

Number one. Yesterday we in town on an office pub crawl round the oldest pubs in london as an office celebration for our first exhibition. At a station on the way home I had commented that there werent many rats about and as we walked past the flute playing busker that that was probably the reason. He almost twatted me round the head with his flute. I thought this was a bit harsh. He didnt have much money in his cloth cap.


Number two, Christmas day when I was about eight. I had a budgie who was about five years old and I had called him claus after father christmas and my best friends bird being called santa. The stupid effing bird died on this christmas day. Is that a cruel coincidence or what.

rysie wrote:What is a rube, Dragon?

An unsophisticated country person.



I had to fix your punctuation marks.

I've been figuring out how to do that little smoke thing on my avatar all thanks to Rambaud...

Salut sorry for stealing your idea, but not having Jean Luc smoking would be crappy

LAD wrote:Best thread on the board in a while.

Absolutely agreed.

Very, very refreshing stuff.

Angriest_Dragon wrote:

rysie wrote:What is a rube dragon

I had to fix your punctuation marks.

Well dont.

I have finally resumed attending college after a ridiculous eight-year hiatus and a couple of false starts. I took one class during the summer semester, and am taking three during the current semester, which started this week. Last night, I parked next to a pond on campus. When I returned to my car after class, there was a whole mess of ducks hanging out near my car. I enjoy looking at ducks, so I stood around with them for a few minutes and, somewhat surprisingly, they didn't take off. Standing around with these ducks put me in a pretty nice mood. Salut, ducks!

cjh wrote:Yesterday evening was oppressively hot and sticky. During my cycle ride home from work the whole city was bathed in a weird, sickly yellow light which threw everything into highly contrasted and sinister relief. When the rain started shortly into my journey I realised it was pointless trying to stay dry. I rode home slowly and allowed myself to get wet. The flinty air as rain struck hot concrete smelled fantastic.

i've been there. it used to piss me off, but i realized my life would be a little easier if i just resigned myself to certain fates.

two days ago i twisted my knee while playing football (or soccer). i don't know how serious it is (it's still swelled, but not as much as yesterday) but i will certainly miss first game of the season which is taking place tommorow (im a goalie in an amatourish team). fucking great.