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If no one invented the machine gun, what would Machine Gun Kelly's nickname have been? Machete Kelly? Wood Splitting Axe Kelly?
I generally have only 1 tab for RF.I'm thinking of starting a new thread "how many RF tabs do you have open and what threads are you replying to at the same time". I have 6 open right now.
I just got back from larping. I had a wonderful time, even considering I had a bit of on episode. We were in a fight as a part of an event that my group and another (it started just five of us, and ended up being we had a party size of 17) However, as I was fight, I just finished off another target (I was under a spell and had to attack who the caster told me, and it looked really cool because the guy who did it to me was big and he had this big toothy smile while he was pointing out which of my allies to attack next, getting bigger and bigger after I severely injured or killed another, and then another, and then another), I took a step back to take a deep breath in and observe the battlefield - and realized that I had contributed significantly to our pile of dead bodies. Then I saw that toothy smile (which looked so awesome!) as my next target was pointed at. I pointed my blade at the one I thought he wanted me to go after, as I wasn't 100% sure because my target was standing close to someone else. So I walked up to him, got in two quick/easy hits that caught him completely off guard, deflected his response and countered. But just before I could finish him off (the next blow would have killed him) I ended up the next thing I really knew is I was on all fours puking, and it looked like I was puking up some blood. Next thing I know, EMTs where rushing up to me and getting me on a stretcher, and my head was very hazy. I spent some time at the ER, but forgot about the blood thing (until morning). This is what I remember happening.
However, what really happened based on what people told me (and based on some evidence produced), I thought I blacked out briefly but realized it was not brief at all but at least several minutes, I had a seizure, chomped the crap out of my tongue (I realized this this morning when the bite marks swelled after I drank a huge chug of orange juice this morning - it also reminded me that I did see blood but it was nothing to worry about), people were getting panicked and scared, eventually one of the actual campground GSA staff showed up and told them to roll me over encase I puke, and my friend was holding my face in her hands telling me I'm going to be ok, with me replying "ok." Absolutely none of this I remember.
How you doin?Allergic to nerds.
I was wishing I could be home earlier to be dry. It rained all weekend. Not much on Friday, but enough to dampen clothes some, and it rained most of Saturday, and from Saturday evening until we left early afternoon today. And also for some deep hair conditioning (it does have fans and admirers, after all, lol) and a hot shower. And eventually for my big, soft and comfortable bed where I can use electricity to run a fan to help "buffer out" some noises that might otherwise wake me up, rather than sleeping on a tiny cot in a tent that is next to a tent that my friend is in along with her super-load snoring husband. And because by early today morning the camp sites were so muddy that each step you took caused a few inches of mud to squish out from your feet and pushed a bit deeper inside the ground. And because I was down to just two pairs of socks remaining as my only attire that wasn't soaked and/or muddy. And because the lady who cooks such deliciously wonderful and delightfully tasty food was, well, out of food. I care not for soups and stews, but her beef stew was terrific! And the bread she bakes! And because I was so sick, and tired, and over of being wet.I wish I were home so I could drink beer and watch the Oilers pound the snot out of Anaheim.
Our lawn needed mowed four days ago. Last mowed it five days ago. It's been raining for four days. Over four inches by our raingauge. Creek in the bottom is up. It will probably be tomorrow before it stops raining, and Tuesday before we could even think of mowing...just before it starts raining again on Wednesday.
Do you know the scientific reason for why farts smell?I farted real loud in the gym this morning, but everyone had earbuds in so I got away with it.
My period is late. Sake.