YES I JUST SAW ONE OUT MY WINDOW BUT HE RAN.
This was a very interesting experience for me. I was quite exhilarated to see that some random person was staring through my window at 2:00 in the morning. I bet he had a weird feeling when he saw me approach him with a camera. Unfortunately I didn't get any pics. I had trouble controlling my breathing. I wanted to make this topic to ask you guys a question.
have you ever had trouble controlling your breathing, through asthma, smoking, or anything like that?
Yes. There was an occasion on which a smoke bomb at a carnival went off next to me. I'm not asthmatic, but it did irritate my lungs.
Speaking of which, has anyone else been to a carnival lately?
yeah I went there two months ago and there were a lot of clowns.
on another note, has anyone ever been scared of clowns? I can't stand em.
Pretty Hate Machine please stick to the thread's topic.
This thread is hilarious
btw, has anyone ever seen a thread that wasn't nearly as funny as this one? I have on numerous occasions...
Yeah there was one about wasabi or some other similar condiment.
By the way, when was the first time you tried wasabi? What was it like?
It reminded me of the moss in my prison cell - speaking of which, they fed me fish that day. *** I hate fish. When I was a kid, a fish chased me around the house. My father was a fisherman and he found it funny.
Oh yeah, wasabi is spicy! Sometimes it makes it so you can't breathe.
Which reminds me, earlier I saw a peeping tom and I bet that when he saw me get up and walk toward him he couldn't breathe haahaha!!!
has anyone ever had a similar situation?
Is there a point to this thread? Also, people have been scared of me before, so I guess.
stop posting, you gotta stick to the topic at hand.
the question was have you ever had problems breathing?
I sure have hahaha
which reminds me, have any of you ever had a problem staying on topic when you can't breathe?
Yeah, during a presentation on a school skill-building day. I was choking on a boiled sweet and, well, I spluttered and coughed about my choking hazard instead of talking about myself!
I love boiled sweets. Anyone else?
I love boiled sweats except for when it forms a film on your balls. Then it starts to itch. That is when you need creme to stop the itching. I hate cremes because they make me feel icky and sticky. Oh, and when you eat donuts without a napkin, it can make your fingers icky and sticky. You can easily get that off by washing your hands, but then you get your hands sorta wet. Anyways, donuts taste great with coffee, but coffee can keep you up when you want to sleep.
so does anyone else like anti itch cremes?
I've never had a boiled sweet. Can you smoke them?
One day I went to a steamroom with my friends and as soon as I got in I could barely breath so I ran out. o.o
one time i went underwater and didn't breath because if i had breathed, i would've died.
edit: it was a pool of glycerine
edit: heyyy
I went in my freinds basement and I couldnt breathe. That sucked
I'm all asthmatical and **** so yes..
Any of you guys go for a few minutes in some sort of stupor or daze then suddenly snap out of it, only to realize that you don't remember breathing at any point during that time and then taking a huge breath?
And I used to have asthma, but I don't think of asthma being the inability to control your ability to breathe, but rather the inability to fully breathe at all. What was stupid about me having asthma was the fact that my carpet was causing it when I was a kid. Unfortunately for me, I didn't realize this obvious fact and instead decided to lie on the floor until the asthma attack subsided.
Hm... yes... I was very ****ing stupid indeed.
Haha oh man, I saw the thread title and assumed it was about the Mike Patton project, and was going to tell whomever made the thread that there's a Music Board. oops.
i wonder why people didn't like peeping tom :s i heard they were booed off stage a few times opening for the who and that disappointed me greatly. "we're not alone" was always my favorite.
I'm gonna buy an assortment of fine weapons when I hit the age of 21, so that I may properly defend myself should I encounter any ruffians who wish to invade my life through means as crude as windows and fences.
And I shall slaughter these apes of unnatural anguish. For they are nothing but rotting vegetable **** underneath my fine combat boots, which I shall use to smother their inconsequential lives into a fine powder. And when all is said and done, I shall partake in a drink with my fellow hunters and we shall tell tales of how we hunted those who dare invade our well guarded privacy. And we shall slaughter the men, make love to the women, and eat the children, for that is how a hunter lives!
Life gets so very dull at times...