Wairudo, your desk is a mess! :)
Thu Oct 16, 2003 2:22 pm
Thu Oct 16, 2003 2:29 pm
that is disgusting.. curious...what is the comb for??
Thu Oct 16, 2003 3:18 pm
Originally posted by Sir Loin
that is disgusting.. curious...what is the comb for??
Youve seen Enjins pic. He has to have something to straighten out that mop on his head.
Thu Oct 16, 2003 3:23 pm
That's disguting....and scarey because I know a comp geek who's just as disgusting. The only thing dif't b/n this pic and the guy I know is that my bud drinks out of the mega-big size coke bottles--they save on space when discarded. Oh, and he has an ashtray the size of a dinner-plate which over-flowed about 3,000 butts ago.
One day, while visiting, I negotiated my way into his basement computer room (his girlfriend kept the rest of the house spotless and refused to allow him up there for obvious reasons), and there, on the rug just behind his chair was a massive cat turd.
I mean, this thing looked like something a bear would have been proud of. I don't know, perhaps it was several days effort all piled up. Truth be told it was hard to decipher what exactly it was because it had about a half-inch of green fuzz all over it.
I asked him about it and he, irritated at being torn from his screen, turned and looked at it blankly. He'd never noticed it. He shrugged. "Dunno. Fuckin' cats." And resumed his on-line work.
....which, upon reflection, isn't as bad as the computer nut I knew who actually insisted that his dead cat (this is a true story) was in fact alive--just sleeping soundly. This may seem impossible to believe. I know the cat was dead because I nursed it in it's last few days alive. Finally, it was very much dead. The gentlemen, having 2 children, and being quite oblivious to a variety of diseases associated with cats, feces, and dead decaying things in general, was content to leave the 'sleeping cat' lie. I took it upon myself to bury it in his back-yard when he went out for a few hours. He was enraged upon his arrival and dug the cat up. I left. Again, this may seem hard to believe--but this same guy, when changing his kids diapers would just pull them off, glance about at the piles of debris everywhere and casually throw the soiled nappy into a 'corner' of the garbage-heaps.
That same gentlemen makes about the equivelant of 200 grand American a year in computer programming. He's also a brilliant pianist. But for his yellow, smouldering teeth, you'd never know what his apartment looks like if you met him on the street.
ech.
Keek.
One day, while visiting, I negotiated my way into his basement computer room (his girlfriend kept the rest of the house spotless and refused to allow him up there for obvious reasons), and there, on the rug just behind his chair was a massive cat turd.
I mean, this thing looked like something a bear would have been proud of. I don't know, perhaps it was several days effort all piled up. Truth be told it was hard to decipher what exactly it was because it had about a half-inch of green fuzz all over it.
I asked him about it and he, irritated at being torn from his screen, turned and looked at it blankly. He'd never noticed it. He shrugged. "Dunno. Fuckin' cats." And resumed his on-line work.
....which, upon reflection, isn't as bad as the computer nut I knew who actually insisted that his dead cat (this is a true story) was in fact alive--just sleeping soundly. This may seem impossible to believe. I know the cat was dead because I nursed it in it's last few days alive. Finally, it was very much dead. The gentlemen, having 2 children, and being quite oblivious to a variety of diseases associated with cats, feces, and dead decaying things in general, was content to leave the 'sleeping cat' lie. I took it upon myself to bury it in his back-yard when he went out for a few hours. He was enraged upon his arrival and dug the cat up. I left. Again, this may seem hard to believe--but this same guy, when changing his kids diapers would just pull them off, glance about at the piles of debris everywhere and casually throw the soiled nappy into a 'corner' of the garbage-heaps.
That same gentlemen makes about the equivelant of 200 grand American a year in computer programming. He's also a brilliant pianist. But for his yellow, smouldering teeth, you'd never know what his apartment looks like if you met him on the street.
ech.
Keek.
Thu Oct 16, 2003 3:26 pm
Originally posted by Sir Loin
that is disgusting.. curious...what is the comb for??
To help get the food out that gets stuck in his chest hair.
Thu Oct 16, 2003 3:47 pm
ARRRGH!
HULK SMASH!!!
HULK SMASH!!!
Thu Oct 16, 2003 4:28 pm
Keekanoo... man you need some cleaner friends...dead animals and furry cat turds is just about where i draw the line...
Thu Oct 16, 2003 4:38 pm
Originally posted by Wairudo Enjin
ARRRGH!
[b]HULK SMASH!!! [/B]
LMFAO!
Fri Oct 17, 2003 1:27 am
now that is just nasty...
Fri Oct 17, 2003 5:02 am
that guy needs a wife to clean up the mess 
Fri Oct 17, 2003 10:54 am
Originally posted by SilverSurfer
that guy needs a wife to clean up the mess
Hellacious you aint gonna let him get away with saying this right after yer post are you....
waiting for a Hellacious bitch slap reply
Fri Oct 17, 2003 11:29 am
Originally posted by Yadad
Hellacious you aint gonna let him get away with saying this right after yer post are you....
waiting for a Hellacious bitch slap reply
I'll bitch slap him but he might love that and want more...
Fri Oct 17, 2003 3:50 pm
Hellacious is spicy!!