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Copypasta of a person’s past experience or events that is so absurd it became a meme of its own. Usually untrue stories that tries to circle jerk opinions.


Matt Walsh Hates Your Goats

    Matt Walsh on Pygmy goat and his wife
    The other night, my wife “went to bed” because she was “tired,” so I assumed she was asleep until I saw her tweet this: "Who in the Nashville area is selling Pygmy goats? I want to get two in a few months. Anyone have a wait list on litters? In my spare time, I’m going to have a hobby farm. Husband/farmer not included.”
    
    So she's supposed to be sleeping but, instead, she's awake researching goats for the goat farm that she wants to have but will not have because this is not happening. I have lost every argument in my house about animals that we've ever had. We ended up getting every single animal I said I didn't want— from cats to dogs to chickens, so I realize that my record is not good. But on this, I will prevail.
    
    I'm telling you right now, if you live in the Nashville area, do not give this woman your goats. Don't do it. Your goats are not welcome on my property, I don't care what she says. You will not be sending them to a loving home. I hate your goats and I don't want them. You will be sending your goat off to its demise… while my wife was researching for her hypothetical goat farm, I was looking at recipes for goat stew. Can’t say I didn’t warn you.

    Pasta o chodzeniu po bułki

      Pozytywne chodzenie po bułki
      
      Jak ja bardzo szanuje internetowych hobbystów w tym kraju, karmiłbym ich najlepszymi kurczakami gdybym tylko miał taką możliwość. Chcesz zacząć coś robić, nie wiem na przykład łowić ryby, sklejać samoloty, uczyć psa adoptować , cokolwiek i zadasz entuzjastom na forum pytanie:
      Witam, chcę zacząć chodzić po bułki. Czy lepiej do biedronki czy do lidla? Pozdrawiam.
      to po 10 sekundach masz:
      Witam, wszystko zależy od tego czy bardziej zależy Ci na cenie czy jakości, i od tego jaki sklep masz bliżej. Jeśli oba sklepy są w podobnej odległości od twojego mieszkania, to dla początkująch lepszy jest Lidl, mimo że ceny są nieco wyższe to masz większy wybór pieczyw, łatwiej więc zdobędziesz wiedzę na temat wypieków. Asortyment nie różni się jednak mocno, tak więc jeśli różnica w odległości wynosi więcej niż 1km, wybierz sklep który po prostu jest bliżej. Stosunek ceny do jakości pieczyw zmienia się co parę miesięcy, w miarę wprowadzenia promocji, dlatego zachęcam śledzić dział: Bułki dla początkujących, oraz Lidl i Biedronka porównanie. Temat był wielokrotnie omawiany na forum, więc wiele odpowiedzi na tego typu pytania już znajduje się na forum, możesz je łatwo znaleźć używając opcji SZUKAJ. Pozdrawiam, moderator forum wypieki. net
      Chcesz zacząć chodzić po bułki? Super! Na początek wystarczy Ci zwykły ekwipunek i zdrowe ciało, w tym nogi które masz od urodzenia. Jeśli zamierzasz robić to regularnie, polecam kupić odpowiednie buty (koszt około 200-500zł, wydaje się to dużo, w dłuższej perspektywie się opłaci), możesz je zamówić w naszym sklepie internetowych gdzie specjalizujemy się w butach do ekstremalnego chodzenia (z hasłem „Idę po bułki” otrzymasz rabat 15% na pierwszy zakup. Jeśli interesuje Cię najskuteczniejsze sposoby kupowania bułek, to polecam blog [i] Stefana Bułkowskiego, jeśli temat mechaniki chodzenia i taktyk wybierania najszybszej drogi (uwzględniając bezpieczne przechodzenie przez ulicę) bo z samochodami nie ma żartów i głównym błędem większości początkujących jest bycie przejechanym przez Tira to polecam jego autorski poradnik (również dostępny w naszym sklepie, koszt pdf to 15 zł dodatkowo znajdziesz tam fachową analizę całego rynku wypieków, ponieważ nie musisz się ograniczać do Lidla czy Biedronki). Jeżeli chcesz kupować do 6-8 bułek na własne potrzeby to zwykła płótniana torba na, , ale jeżeli 20 bułek i więcej, a w dodaTku chciałbys wspomóc organizacje weteranów przemysłu bułkowego to może zainteresują Cię torby COMBAT z uranu i pajęczej sieci, czasami się pojawiają na allegro. Amerykański żołnierz w Iraku nosi w takiej granaty jak szczela więc to solidny sprzęt, będzie służył latami, dodatkow 30% z każdego zakupu jest przekazywane na organizacje niepełnosprawnych piekarzy . Mam nadzieję, że pomogłem, pozdrawiam!
      PANOWIE CORAZ WIĘCEJ AMATORÓW SIĘ PCHA DO ZABAWY, NASZE DZIAŁANIE PRZY PROMOWANIU PASJI DO BUŁEK PRZYNUSI SKUTKI , HEHE MAM NADZIEJĘ, ŻE PRZEJDZIE TA NOWELIZACJA USTAWY I PO BUŁKI BĘDĄ MOGŁY JUŻ CHODZIĆ DZIECI OD 8 ROKU ŻYCIA, BO SERIO JEŚLI NIE NAUCZĄ SIĘ TEGO TERAZ O NIE ZDOBĘDĄ DOŚWIADCZENIA ANI WYOBRAŹNI I NA PRZYKŁAD UPUSZCZĄ W DOROSŁYM ŻYCIU BUŁKĘ NA PODŁOGĘ
      hehe pamiętacie obwarzan75 rogalking jak byliśmy w '99 na zlocie pieczywa tostowego w Siedlcach? XD Co tam się działo to głowa mała!!! Całe życie z wariatami XDDD KTO MA WIEDZIEĆ TEN WIE XD

      Open English version

      Fibra de vidro na camisinha

        Fazem 6 anos que meus pais se divorciaram, e alguns meses atrás, minha mãe arranjou um novo namorado. O filho da puta é um maconheiro, e esse tipo desperta todo tipo de sentimento em mim. A casa depois de alguns dias virou a porra de um fumódromo, não podia mais nem visitar mamãe sem que sentisse um absurdo repulso, a putrefação do lugar era nojento. Em um acesso de raiva, decidi fuder com a vida do maluco.
        
        Rapidamente vasculhei as gavetas até encontrar uma com camisinhas. Percebi que por algum motivo, o idiota as deixava abertas, e não pude desperdiçar a oportunidade. Eu trabalho em uma oficina de carros, e um dos meus ofícios era fazer consertos com fibra de vidro. Tinha alguns baldes com o pó, e coloquei em várias camisinhas.
        
        Passaram-se alguns dias, e nada. Até que então, recebo uma ligação de minha mãe, chorando. O trouxa tinha cortado todo o pau, e estava em um pronto socorro. Naquele dia, senti-me um verdadeiro prankster. Ouvi dizer que teve que amputar a rola, que otário. Fazem já 2 semanas que se matou.

        Open English version

        I helped old people have sex at a nursing home

          Tell me about it... I spent the better part of the 2010's as a butt pusher at the nursing home. Ya know, these old folks can't thrust like they used to and so they need a brawny young buck like myself to work those hips how they remember. I'd see a horny couple shuffling down the hall and think, "Oh jeez... No way they're down to fuck again." but you gotta give it up for these old timers. They're constantly boning. So, I'd get my long gloves on, help them to the fuck room, pop the lady in the handi-able sex swing, and then grab ahold of grandpa's leathery hips. He'd take care of the boner himself. I wasn't gonna coax that out of him. That's on him. If ever the old guy wasn't hard enough to plow beef then I'd just leave the room and tell him to call me when he's serious, call me when he can actually fuck. Haha, usually that little emasculation was enough for them to pop a spiteful boner. Whatever, right? When he's bonered and ready, and she's lubed however way is medically appropriate, then I was just there to make sure the shoving is hard, but not too hard. I wanted to make sure these lovebirds could shuffle back to their respective apartments after. I mean, c'mon. It took, what? 10? 15 minutes maybe? And with the adjustability of the sex swing, the variety made the time go by pretty quick. After he'd shot his wad and her barren utey was gooped up, they'd go into a kinda post-nut paralysis and it was part of my job to make sure they didn't hurt themselves during that. Yep, then it was just get her out of the swing, get their clothes back on, and shit, I don't know, go back to wandering the halls, waiting for another tap on the shoulder or something. Terrible job. I really, really hated it, but ya know, I still made sure to do my best. I was proud of how much lovemaking I facilitated and how sensually I was able to gyrate all those old man hips. So, even though I never had sex at the nursing home, I sure assisted in a lot of it.

          Today I messed up by mishearing Porn instead of Corn.

            So I've been dating this girl I met through a matchmater for the past 6 months. She asked me "what type of corn do you like? American or Desi?" So first things first, the word Desi itself made me convinced that she was talking about porn. Second, I asked her in return, "why a sudden question about this?" And she was like, "I just want to know your preference" I then asked her "what's your preference?" She said "American all the way, Desi is disgusting" All the words used by her made up my mind that she was definitely talking about porn. Thankfully I did not say my preference or stuff like that, but instead told her a story about how some guys in my college brought Desi porn and were showing it to others and "I was disgusted by it and it was the last time I watched Desi porn." Before I could move to American porn and spill the beans, she clarified that she was talking about corn and not porn. The next 30min were her laughing her ass out and teasing me about it. I am so embarrassed about it that I can't even talk properly to her now ;___; Fml

            One time I was walking home when a very mean robber approached me

              NewJeans copypasta
              One time I was walking home when a very mean robber approached me. He pulled out a sharp knife and said "Give me all your money, punk! And your phone, too!" I began to comply as I didn't want any trouble, but as I handed him my phone, my thumb unlocked it and the robber was face to face with the handsome dimpled smile on my lockscreen. Seeing the glimmer of awe in his eyes, I said to the robber, "That's Mark Lee. He's in the musical groups NCT 127, NCT U, NCT Dream, NCT Jop, NCT Superpoopoopeepee, NCT Sperm, NCT ABC, NCT XYZ, NCT KFC, NCT KBS, and GOT7! Would you like to learn to jop with me, sir?" Speechless, the robber could do nothing but nod his head enthusiastically. Day and night, he and I practiced tirelessly, honing our choreography until we were perfectly in sync. Now you might think the story ends there, dear reader, but you'll surprised to hear that the robber and I popped up in the public eye again many months later – this time, when the two of us debuted together as 5-member girl group NewJeans!