Worst moment of pain in your life. (2424 hits)
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Submitted by Kaelic <falloutdreams.at.gmail.com> (View user info) at 2007-07-27 22:38:18 EDT
Please relate to me what your most painful experience in life has been. I am compiling a list of my own scarring experiences and trying to stack them up against other people's for an essay. If you can, I would appreciate a few things in your submission:
- The event. Please be as specific as possible. Age it occured at, where it happened, whom was involved (without giving out actual names, duh.)
- How it affected you. How was your life and/or behavior changed from the incident? Do you wake up in a cold sweat at night thinking about it? Do you have anxiety attacks when you remember the experience?
People who are going to be fucking retards and write your witty little "reading this post" and "haha, you're gay aren't you." please do so, and then fuck off and die you scum sucking jizz drinkers, because I am sick and fucking tired of reading your mindless, moronic imbecility day after day. It's never been "good" at Ubersite, but you dumb ass motherfuckers just made it worse, probably like you do everything in your meaningless lives, turning everything you touch into putrid shit like some feces-cursed King Midas. God, fuck off already.
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Submitted by beeltea (user info) at 2007-07-31 03:29:59 EDT (#)
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Allright. I'll give you my worst moment of pain. In fact, I'll give you two:
Physical: I slammed a door on my hand when I was twelve. It was excrutiatingly horrible pain; even worse than having passed a kidney stone. I lost three fingernails that day. Don't worry, little sally, they came back.
Mental: It all goes back to some girl. She told me she loved me, and then absolutely ignored me for 7 months. That was pretty bad. But it turned me into the fuck-it-all non-caring misanthropic piece of shit you see here.
Hurrah hurrah!
Submitted by kuroneko_sama (user info) at 2007-07-31 03:02:27 EDT (#)
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once in school we were playing hockey in gym i was the goalie... they really didnt provide much for pads...
...took the puck right in the crotch... i simply froze in place stiff as a board i then, whith teeth clenced, put down the gloves, and the mask, and started hobbling towards the door when i was asked where i was going i went to speak and nothing came out... not even a squeak.
i spent the next 3 hours of the day in the fetal position with an ice pack on my nuts... it was pretty rough.
Submitted by Abbey (user info) at 2007-07-30 19:27:21 EDT (#)
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Submitted by SgtHartman (user info) at 2007-07-30 13:02:53 EDT (#)
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2001
Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania, USA
Bottle of whiskey
Mountain bike, man hole cover, massive scar on my left hand and a busted face.
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Priceless.
Submitted by polyamorousaj (user info) at 2007-07-30 19:15:25 EDT (#)
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hahaha
The reviews on this are priceless. PS- your new email address isn't any less gay than the last. Instead of sounding like a flamboyant homo, this one makes you sound like an emo homo.
And my most painful moment would have to be the time I picked a scab off the tip of my dick from dry-humping my pillow after I couldn't cry myself to sleep. =(
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-30 16:00:55 EDT (#)
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Wow, some of these stories are absolutely amazing. Much thanks to everyone who shared them with me ... very helpful, and also fascinating. The human body, mind and heart really can take an amazing amount of punishment, huh?
Submitted by SgtHartman (user info) at 2007-07-30 13:02:53 EDT (#)
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2001
Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania, USA
Bottle of whiskey
Mountain bike, man hole cover, massive scar on my left hand and a busted face.
Submitted by Scott_James (user info) at 2007-07-30 10:58:50 EDT (#)
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Haha, it's funny watching all the no-names come down on Kaelic like he's some some sort of retard.
Well, this retard has got perseverance - and his post is not nearly as insipid as people are making out.
Incidentally, the most physically excrutiating experience of my life was when I twisted my knee and tore all the ligaments just by stepping off a curb. I was on the floor, doubled-over in agony for fifteen minutes. Good job it happened when I was drunk because I imagine it would have hurt a lot more had it occured during one of the two hours of the day when I am sober. Took six months for it to heal too. Nasty.
A close second is when I fractured my eye socket playing rugby. Left me with a nifty two inch scar beneath my left eye.
It was great being nine years old.
Submitted by Adamdidit2u (user info) at 2007-07-30 10:22:17 EDT (#)
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Is it any wonder that you have no internet friends?
Srsly STFU
Submitted by Caulaincourt (user info) at 2007-07-30 10:06:33 EDT (#)
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axolotl review is a Bosh post: http://www.ubersite.com/m/110560
as for most painful experience, it would be when i was 13 years old, at Roberval hospital, getting ear tube surgery. those are usually done under complete or local anasthesia. i was too old, so they pierced my ear drum and put that thing into place raw... it was rather loud.
that's the most painful thing happening to me. i've never hurt myself very badly.
Submitted by MudWhistle (user info) at 2007-07-30 09:07:03 EDT (#)
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OK! I'll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out... But the worst thing I ever done - I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa - and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
Submitted by GnarlsBarkley (user info) at 2007-07-30 00:56:59 EDT (#)
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I got bit by a weird trapdoor spider or some shit while I was living in Australia. It swelled up to the size of a dinner plate, and was super feverish and kept me awake at night
It sucked
every time I think of it I wanna die
another bad one was my tattoo on my ribs. Lord almighty. it hurts when I push on it. It's a year old too, shouldn't do that. Doctor says they chipped a bone.
Yet the worst is probably the ankle that I sprained six times in three weeks for excessive sports, and then I got in a car accident, and bached the same ankle to a powder, basically. It rather sucked, and it still hurts, all the time
Submitted by Zeglamancer (user info) at 2007-07-29 23:16:42 EDT (#)
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When I was about 5 years old my mother was married to an alcoholic (In a related sidestory I never cease to be amazed the way people casually toss around the label "alcoholic." Somebody drinks every single weekend but goes the straight and narrow all week? Must be an alcoholic etc...)
I remember him coming home from the bar at around 1am-ish and beating on her for a while till she surrendered the 20 or so dollars worth of tips she had made from the resturaunt. He left for the bar again. He came back about 45 minutes later having completely forgotten he took the money, to again smack her around and get her night's tips from her. She kept crying and saying she didnt have any money because he had already taken it. He kept hitting her. I got scared for her and tried to stab him with a screwdriver from his toolkit which happened to be sitting on the floor near the kitchen counter.
He saw me coming and turned on me before I could stick him. He backhanded me to the floor and snatched the screwdriver out of my hand. I climbed to my feet in a daze and tried to rush him. He nailed me to the wall with the screwdriver. I have the entry and exit scars on my left hand still to this day. He beat on her and I for a while until he got tired. He finally quit and just went into the living room to watch T.V. since the bar had already closed anyways.
He is a changed man now. He hasn't drank in years and I can only imagine what it feels like to wake up every morning knowing you used to brutalize a woman and her 5 year old son in a drunken rage, almost every single night. It doesn't help me with the anger though. Every couple of weeks when he used to come over to pick up his son for the weekend it was hard to keep it all hidden from my younger half brother. He never knew the soulless monster his father was. I have since come to fully appreciate the depth of what it means to truely hate someone. Not the way people just randomly toss the word around on the internet when someone annoys them. I mean to truely loathe someone to the point where you can taste your hatred in the back of your throat if you think about that person to much. The way it poisons your soul and eats away at you every chance it gets.
maybe some day if I ever care enough to take photographs of myself and post them here so uber can see what I look like, I'll post pictures of my hand as well. For what its worth though, the above is a true story and took place around summer of '90
Submitted by LittleMonster (user info) at 2007-07-29 19:24:52 EDT (#)
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Physical pain: Age 20, braking my fingers, shattering my hands and wrists and cracking an elbow all in one shot. I guess it would have to be the worst. It actually hurt more getting them reset. Sometimes I hear a noise simliar the sound of bones braking and it makes me feel a bit sick.
Having said the above, having the skin ripped off one side of my face, an arm and my leg in a go-carting (sp?) accident was pretty hairy.
Mental pain: Can't awnser this sorry. Everytime I think about it I have to go throw up.
Submitted by DeathJester (user info) at 2007-07-29 19:14:18 EDT (#)
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Sitting in a bath of luke-warm water with blood seeping into it as every morning and night for a week and a half you attempt to peel away the underwear bonded to your cock after being circumsized.
-2 you sadistic prick.
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2007-07-29 16:49:38 EDT (#)
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Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2007-07-29 16:49:25 EDT (#)
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Submitted by LittleMonster (user info) at 2007-07-29 16:18:01 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:35:38 EDT (#)
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Real men don't cry. Real men don't bitch. Real men, men like me, don't give a fuck about shit. Men like me learn from their mistakes, then they make 'em again just because. Then they eat a 96 ounce steak and wash it down with a nice tall glass of buttery mashed potatoes. That's what real men do.
Real men, manly men, fix all their problems with elbow grease, beef jerky, and the American flag. Real men don't drive SUV's, real men drive Dodge trucks. Real men talk about Hemis, Angus beef burgers, and Pamela Anderson. Real men don't give two shits about World Cup soccer or Lance Armstrong. Real men boo Lance Armstrong. Real men have balls.
Manly men like me don't need women. Being manly is about not needin' shit. And womens is less than shit. Me? I jerk off to my reflection and I jizz lighter fluid. Know why? Cause I'm a real manly man.
Real men smoke Marlboro reds and ride wild stallions and drop kick rattlesnakes. Real men shave with chainsaws and guzzle Jim Beam and body slam elephants and throw special ed buses over mountains. Real men punt babies and break things. Real men eat grenades and shit mortar shells. Real men read Shakespeare. Then we laugh at how fuckin' queer it is. That's what real men do.
Real manly men don't do pilates or yoga or hee-cha kung fu fuck. Real men bench press cement trucks and hunt after grizzly bears with a moldy toothrbrush. Hell, I know this sumbitch Tom Jenkins did just that. Didn't come back alive. Died like a man though. More than I can say for you. Shit.
Know what I just did? Grew a beard. Yep. Took two seconds. Damn thing's down to my feet by now. Guess what now. Fuckin' shaved it.
Yeah. Pretty fuckin' manly. Probably goin' to the Hip Hugger later. Probably see you there. If you got the balls.
I ain't got nothin' else to say. Real men don't say much. Ya'll wanna find me, I'll be out in the middle of the street flexin' my muscles and talkin' Nascar.
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Brilliant
Submitted by nyxmar (user info) at 2007-07-29 14:50:06 EDT (#)
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I have buried friends, and i have buried family. I've broken my spine, and tore my shoulders. I've watched a love one suffer for years until death, unable to do anything but cry. I've broken many bones, torn ligaments, and suffered concussions. I've been hit by a car, twice. I've burned my entire hand with boiling oil. I've sat by too many friends caskets and winced at the wailing of women. All of these things were painful, and all have left their mark.
Submitted by Abbey (user info) at 2007-07-29 07:30:07 EDT (#)
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Well, I'm in that spot right now, hence my absence from Uber (not that any of you care.)
My best friend's husband killed himself a few weeks ago. He was an amazing person that you would never expect that from. He was a high ranking retired military guy, but his passion was film making and writing. I have read so many manuscipts and viewed so many films over the years, and quite frankly, they were awesome. No one knows the answer to this deed.
But, a great lesson was learned from this for me. You don't FUCKING DO THIS TO FAMILY AND FRIENDS. What a chicken shit way to leave this Earth.
I was the one who was called by the 25 year old son who found his dad hanging in his garage. I was the one who 'cleaned up' before his wife came home after attending another friend's funeral in another city. If you think hanging yourself is a clean way to go...you better think again. I was the one who had to wait 3 fucking hours before the police came with a frantic son inside wanting it over. "He's already dead...put him down on the important list of things to do."
I can't even fathom what his son and wife are going through.
It's been a great summer.
Submitted by lungfish (user info) at 2007-07-29 04:44:15 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:35:38 EDT (#)
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Real men don't cry. Real men don't bitch. Real men, men like me, don't give a fuck about shit. Men like me learn from their mistakes, then they make 'em again just because. Then they eat a 96 ounce steak and wash it down with a nice tall glass of buttery mashed potatoes. That's what real men do.
Real men, manly men, fix all their problems with elbow grease, beef jerky, and the American flag. Real men don't drive SUV's, real men drive Dodge trucks. Real men talk about Hemis, Angus beef burgers, and Pamela Anderson. Real men don't give two shits about World Cup soccer or Lance Armstrong. Real men boo Lance Armstrong. Real men have balls.
Manly men like me don't need women. Being manly is about not needin' shit. And womens is less than shit. Me? I jerk off to my reflection and I jizz lighter fluid. Know why? Cause I'm a real manly man.
Real men smoke Marlboro reds and ride wild stallions and drop kick rattlesnakes. Real men shave with chainsaws and guzzle Jim Beam and body slam elephants and throw special ed buses over mountains. Real men punt babies and break things. Real men eat grenades and shit mortar shells. Real men read Shakespeare. Then we laugh at how fuckin' queer it is. That's what real men do.
Real manly men don't do pilates or yoga or hee-cha kung fu fuck. Real men bench press cement trucks and hunt after grizzly bears with a moldy toothrbrush. Hell, I know this sumbitch Tom Jenkins did just that. Didn't come back alive. Died like a man though. More than I can say for you. Shit.
Know what I just did? Grew a beard. Yep. Took two seconds. Damn thing's down to my feet by now. Guess what now. Fuckin' shaved it.
Yeah. Pretty fuckin' manly. Probably goin' to the Hip Hugger later. Probably see you there. If you got the balls.
I ain't got nothin' else to say. Real men don't say much. Ya'll wanna find me, I'll be out in the middle of the street flexin' my muscles and talkin' Nascar.
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I'm glad to see Axolotl back.
As for the post: Fuck's the matter with you?
Submitted by beeltea (user info) at 2007-07-29 03:19:00 EDT (#)
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Submitted by ilikesteak (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:15:06 EDT (#)
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Making a joke about how reading this is the worst moment of my life would been too easy. I'm classy like that.
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Thank god some of us don't have any class.
Submitted by Death_Metal_Dude (user info) at 2007-07-29 02:28:35 EDT (#)
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nothin better than watching noobs bitch on a kaelic post
Submitted by Fartman (user info) at 2007-07-29 01:11:39 EDT (#)
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And to whatever retard said I went from worthwhile contributor to whiney douchebag, let me tell you, no one contributes ANYTHING worthwhile. I didn't approach this post with a "here is my sad story guys" because I didn't want too. Let me be perfectly clear, IF YOU DIDN'T POST YOUR EXPERIENCE THEN SHUT THE FUCK UP AND FUCK OFF. YOU ARE IRRELEVENT TO ME. K THNX BYE.
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Hahahahaha - you screwed the pooch on this one, buddy-boy.
But of course, you'll proclaim it a total success. Right?
Hahahahaha, what an jackass you are, Sir.
PS. It's spelled "irrelevant".
Submitted by maiorano84 (user info) at 2007-07-29 00:45:36 EDT (#)
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It seems as if you asked a fairly legitimate (albeit typical Kaelic) question. Then you turned around and called everyone an asshole without even waiting for an answer.
Don't you think it's about time you stopped asking the questions you're asking if you KNOW what the answer is going to be? You're not going to make the average Uberer look deep into his own soul and want to be a better man any more than ETS is going to rally the masses for his next revolution.
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-29 00:45:19 EDT (#)
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Even with all the ubersite gayness and drama, there have been some good submissions. I consider this a success.
Submitted by TheLightOfSpeed (user info) at 2007-07-29 00:40:13 EDT (#)
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Most painful moment? My first memory is of watching my parents fight and me sitting in a corner crying for hours, unattended and ignored.
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Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-29 00:37:22 EDT (#)
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Eh?
Submitted by maiorano84 (user info) at 2007-07-29 00:34:26 EDT (#)
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Jesus, you didn't even bother waiting for an answer, did you?
What's your address? I need to send you a box of tissues.
Submitted by d_prime (user info) at 2007-07-29 00:15:15 EDT (#)
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*You.
And you win with the burning dick jeans story.
Submitted by d_prime (user info) at 2007-07-29 00:14:54 EDT (#)
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Uou posted the story on a post titled "The worst moment of pain in your life," so I assumed. Perhaps there was some context around what you said that I didn't see, telling otherwise. My mistake.
Submitted by Flack (user info) at 2007-07-28 23:19:31 EDT (#)
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Submitted by d_prime (user info) at 2007-07-28 13:27:38 EDT (#)
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Flack, you didn't give a shit, but it was the worst moment of pain in your life?
I was stabbed in the eye once. There.
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Uh, what? When did I say I was pained about it?
I once dropped a welding rod on my jeans. It burned right through my jeans and boxers and left a second-degree burn on the head of my dick. There. That was pretty painful.
Submitted by experima (user info) at 2007-07-28 22:03:22 EDT (#)
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bart below
Submitted by bart (user info) at 2007-07-28 21:39:55 EDT (#)
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How much time do you have?
Submitted by rob_berg (user info) at 2007-07-28 20:39:27 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-28 17:25:42 EDT (#)
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Just ... the hilarity of being attacked for not having posted anything in a few months. Oh man, that makes me laugh hard. Damn me, damn me to hell. I'm sorry, I'll try to make sure in the future I post at least one random funny picture a day, two funny stories, and a rant per week. NO, NO, BI-WEEKLY. Then will you love me, you fuckwads? Suck a dick like you're good at and leave the insulting to the pros, because you guys just don't have what it takes. It used to mean you were a cold, heartless piece of shit used busted in condom when you could rail on a dude who raised a bunch of money for some random kid with cancer he wanted to help out ... but around here, that's just run of the mill. You need to bring your A game here. Not only rail on the guy, but accuse him of doing it so he could secretly MOLEST the child with cancer and then steal the money.
How half of you motherfuckers are able to function as human beings without someone injecting oven cleaner into your jugular makes me wonder.
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Hey fella,
You are getting >cough< "attacked" - because you are acting like a giant dick. This whole 'look how much I don't care' extravaganza you got goin' on here is not only painful to read - its annoying and more than a little obnoxious.
Think is, I'm bored (and a little loaded) so I'll click on this to see what kind of whiny bullshit you'll churn out.
You have spent a great deal of time slapping out the appropriate words to indicate how little you care... what would have been a little more productive was to tailor your post in such a way that people were willing and comfortable to share their stories with you. That would have made it interesting - heck that might have even made it fun.
Instead, you have created an atmosphere of tension filled with needless combative bullshit.
Way to be... stupid.
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2007-07-28 18:55:46 EDT (#)
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The day "Hannah" turn 16, I will be asking her mom if I can fuck her hard.
Submitted by d_prime (user info) at 2007-07-28 17:46:33 EDT (#)
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I care less about you, dickwad Uberuser!
No, I care less about you fagot bitch Uberuser!
No you hang up first!
No you hang up first!
Submitted by Sacrilicious (user info) at 2007-07-28 17:46:07 EDT (#)
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Haha so my cursing and capital letters make me angry, but yours don't? I'm relaxing at home for the first weekend I've had to myself in a while, and thought I'd respond to some comments on a public post. When you generalize and say things on a forum in a superlative, generalizing manner, you're likely to get responses. You've been here long enough to know this, so let's both accept and move on. Enjoy your evening, k?
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-28 17:25:42 EDT (#)
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Just ... the hilarity of being attacked for not having posted anything in a few months. Oh man, that makes me laugh hard. Damn me, damn me to hell. I'm sorry, I'll try to make sure in the future I post at least one random funny picture a day, two funny stories, and a rant per week. NO, NO, BI-WEEKLY. Then will you love me, you fuckwads? Suck a dick like you're good at and leave the insulting to the pros, because you guys just don't have what it takes. It used to mean you were a cold, heartless piece of shit used busted in condom when you could rail on a dude who raised a bunch of money for some random kid with cancer he wanted to help out ... but around here, that's just run of the mill. You need to bring your A game here. Not only rail on the guy, but accuse him of doing it so he could secretly MOLEST the child with cancer and then steal the money.
How half of you motherfuckers are able to function as human beings without someone injecting oven cleaner into your jugular makes me wonder.
Submitted by netimportant (user info) at 2007-07-28 17:24:28 EDT (#)
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I AM A LONELY, LOST AND INSECURE CHILD TRYING TO LOOK TOUGH ON THE INTERNET
I AM A FAT ANGRY HO ON MY PERIOD
U SUCK LOLMAO
+2 INTERNET
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-28 17:15:24 EDT (#)
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Hahaha. Pretty heated, Sacrilicious?
Wah, wah, what a terrible post, etc. Give me a break. You can go fuck yourself, too, for wasting so much time with your pointless diatribe. I post for myself. If I don't feel like posting, I don't. If I don't check this site for weeks or months, I won't. I don't belong here any more or less than the rest of you nerds. How about you all quit your whining and bitching? It's just a post. Pull mthe tampon out of your sandy vaginas and grow up.
Submitted by Istaros (user info) at 2007-07-28 16:43:59 EDT (#)
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i got shot in the nuts during paintball. that stung a little
Submitted by hidden101 (user info) at 2007-07-28 16:09:41 EDT (#)
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THAT JUST HAPPENED
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Submitted by hidden101 (user info) at 2007-07-28 16:09:12 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by scourge (user info) at 2007-07-28 15:06:13 EDT (#)
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here is mine.
http://www.ubersite.com/m/89795#2041879
and since i shared i guess i have the right to tell you to quit being such a whiney bitch.
Submitted by Unabonger (user info) at 2007-07-28 15:05:47 EDT (#)
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Why don't you make another post about some kid who needs money to battle cancer, Kaelic?
How's our little Hannah doing these days anyway?
This started off as a normal post but you're a fucking idiot in the reviews.
Submitted by Sacrilicious (user info) at 2007-07-28 14:15:53 EDT (#)
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let me tell you, no one contributes ANYTHING worthwhile.
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Oh FUCK OFF, you self-indulgent bastard. You haven't posted in months. Either you're a lurker, or you don't have ANY FUCKING IDEA what of value gets posted here in an average week. THE "GOLDEN DAYS OF UBER" ATTITUDE IS FUCKING GAY. There is lots of meaningless shit posted, but to say what you said up there is a fucking insult to the people who keep the rest of us entertained while you're off honing your superiority complex. I can rattle off plenty of names of CURRENT worthwhile posters.
I've never jumped on the anti-Kaelic bandwagon before, but this bullshit makes me want to tell you to FUCK RIGHT OFF.
THIS POST SUCKED. YOU ARE PART OF THE PROBLEM YOU SPEAK OF. YOU CAN GO AWAY NOW.
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-28 13:37:22 EDT (#)
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The venom this post generated fuels my black heart, seriously.
Sorry Indoninja, your post about how you wished you were a super hero bragging about how fast you run and how strong you are rubbed me the wrong way and came off as more than a little gay. That, and I think you're the biggest, most pretentious downs syndrome baby ever.
"meanwhile, I probably give more to charity in time and money than you make in a year but becasue I thought your idea, while noble, was misguided, you were calling ME names, which had the same effect on me as a sand gnat bussing around my ankles."
Do you ever shut the fuck up?
And to whatever retard said I went from worthwhile contributor to whiney douchebag, let me tell you, no one contributes ANYTHING worthwhile. I didn't approach this post with a "here is my sad story guys" because I didn't want too. Let me be perfectly clear, IF YOU DIDN'T POST YOUR EXPERIENCE THEN SHUT THE FUCK UP AND FUCK OFF. YOU ARE IRRELEVENT TO ME. K THNX BYE.
Submitted by RabiedRooster (user info) at 2007-07-28 13:32:07 EDT (#)
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Reading this, it made me lose hope for humanity
Submitted by d_prime (user info) at 2007-07-28 13:27:38 EDT (#)
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Flack, you didn't give a shit, but it was the worst moment of pain in your life?
I was stabbed in the eye once. There.
Submitted by Flack (user info) at 2007-07-28 13:25:34 EDT (#)
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The Event-
When a guy that I THOUGHT I was friends with slept with an ex of mine when we were still dating. I only found out recently. I don't know if either of them knows that I know that.
The effect-
Didn't really give a shit because we had already been broken up for a LONG time prior to me finding out, and I guess Karma bit me in the ass because I cheated on her several times during the course of the relationship. I tried to get one last hook up out of the girl one time, mostly so I could kick her out of my hotel room after I fucked her in the ass and made her feel like a used up hooker, but fuck it. Karma would probably just get right back at me again.
Thats it. Nothing more.
Submitted by d_prime (user info) at 2007-07-28 13:11:51 EDT (#)
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My joke mean responce to this post was an accurate prediction of many real mean responces. That Sunnyg guy gets his kicks by telling everyone on t3h interweb they have a blue collar job and that they should die. I wanna know who's REALLY going to get his burger and fries if they all do so. Anyone who tells someone they only know through a website to kill themselves has something going on.
Submitted by skrapmetal (user info) at 2007-07-28 12:45:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Submitted by The_taste_of_Monkeys (user info) at 2007-07-28 06:02:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Age: 25
Location: Cheltenham Oncology Ward
Incident: Getting a bone marrow aspiration whilst concious.
You can keep childbirth, I dont believe that can be as painful as getting this done. People are MEANT to have children, you are NOT meant to be getting your bones drilled.
The pain is indescribable. I know now that all a torturer would have to do to get me to crack would be to threaten to do this to me again.
My pelvis hurts just thinking about it.
I sincerely hope none of you has to go through this, I seriously do.
Yes even Oathy.
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Epic ail.
Submitted by storm (user info) at 2007-07-28 12:41:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by hidden101 (user info) at 2007-07-28 11:26:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
i take back what i said earlier. i would have to say the most painful moment of my life was every time i got an STD test. anyone that's ever had that thing jammed up their peehole knows what i'm talking about.
and this.
Submitted by indoninja (user info) at 2007-07-28 11:56:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:35:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Real men don't cry. Real men don't bitch. Real men, men like me, don't give a fuck about shit. Men like me learn from their mistakes, then they make 'em again just because. Then they eat a 96 ounce steak and wash it down with a nice tall glass of buttery mashed potatoes. That's what real men do.
Real men, manly men, fix all their problems with elbow grease, beef jerky, and the American flag. Real men don't drive SUV's, real men drive Dodge trucks. Real men talk about Hemis, Angus beef burgers, and Pamela Anderson. Real men don't give two shits about World Cup soccer or Lance Armstrong. Real men boo Lance Armstrong. Real men have balls.
Manly men like me don't need women. Being manly is about not needin' shit. And womens is less than shit. Me? I jerk off to my reflection and I jizz lighter fluid. Know why? Cause I'm a real manly man.
Real men smoke Marlboro reds and ride wild stallions and drop kick rattlesnakes. Real men shave with chainsaws and guzzle Jim Beam and body slam elephants and throw special ed buses over mountains. Real men punt babies and break things. Real men eat grenades and shit mortar shells. Real men read Shakespeare. Then we laugh at how fuckin' queer it is. That's what real men do.
Real manly men don't do pilates or yoga or hee-cha kung fu fuck. Real men bench press cement trucks and hunt after grizzly bears with a moldy toothrbrush. Hell, I know this sumbitch Tom Jenkins did just that. Didn't come back alive. Died like a man though. More than I can say for you. Shit.
Know what I just did? Grew a beard. Yep. Took two seconds. Damn thing's down to my feet by now. Guess what now. Fuckin' shaved it.
Yeah. Pretty fuckin' manly. Probably goin' to the Hip Hugger later. Probably see you there. If you got the balls.
I ain't got nothin' else to say. Real men don't say much. Ya'll wanna find me, I'll be out in the middle of the street flexin' my muscles and talkin' Nascar.
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This is the best review ever.
My most painful experience? I don't know if I am lucky or shallowt or both. But there is nothing that painful I want to blather about it.
Especially not to a gym rat who gets butt hurt when someone can do more pull-ups than him.
Submitted by hidden101 (user info) at 2007-07-28 11:26:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
i take back what i said earlier. i would have to say the most painful moment of my life was every time i got an STD test. anyone that's ever had that thing jammed up their peehole knows what i'm talking about.
Submitted by skrapmetal (user info) at 2007-07-28 09:59:08 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
From reading some of the reviews it appears that I haven't had it all that tough. Honestly, though, I don't feel bad about that in the least.
Submitted by hidden101 (user info) at 2007-07-28 09:06:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
hahahaha
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2007-07-28 08:56:47 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
I think for Shlongy it was when you decided to spend two weeks on Uber playing "Mother Teresa", trying to raise money for some dying kid, and acting like you were better than everyone else because for the first time in your pathetic life , you were doing something for somebody else and wanted to brag on Uber about it. meanwhile, I probably give more to charity in time and money than you make in a year but becasue I thought your idea, while noble, was misguided, you were calling ME names, which had the same effect on me as a sand gnat bussing around my ankles.
It STILL pains me to think of that.
Submitted by beeltea (user info) at 2007-07-28 07:58:29 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
reading this post.
Submitted by Fabish (user info) at 2007-07-28 07:48:52 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
From ages 13-16 I watched my dad delve into alcoholism the worst he ever had. When I was 16 my mom finally divorced him despite her still loving him. Sometime in late January/early February (2003) he left - claiming he would be living with someone he met (I should state now that my dad had no friends outside of work).
So after about a month of not seeing him the house started to smell really bad. Here's the kicker:
My dad had went into the crawlspace, shot himself in the head, and that "bad" smell was just him rotting - so he left himself there for my mom to find him one day when she was looking for a box of easter decorations. I was at school and was notified to go to the principals office and I knew he was dead and had been found just by the tone of everything around me.
It was that same spring when I discovered Ubersite and starting writing things. Anyway, ever since then I've never fully trusted anyone, not even my own mom. I became really quiet and extremely anti-social. Initially I hated just about everyone and everything feeling disconnected from the rest of the world. I started staying up until 6am in the morning and only getting 2-3 hours of sleep a night. I read a lot of books/watched movies looking for philosophies on life that might help. I never showed any emotion anymore. Everything was a joke to me, life itself seemed boring and my humor became very dry and sarcastic - my voice more monotonous. I didn't get another girlfriend until 3 1/2 years after the event happened because I knew that whenever the relationship ended I would be emotionally crushed because I'd find someone I'd be willing to share my feelings with only to have that person leave me, which is pretty much what happened. Ever since I was 16 I've gone into uncontrollable bouts of depression, I've never once told a friend or family member and have never sought medical attention for the depression. It comes and goes and I usually isolate myself from everyone else anyway so it's not always noticeable. I don't see these patterns or trends getting better and I've always had a thing about being able to care about others while having complete disregard for my own health and/or safety, which is how I can justify not taking action to stabalize the occurances of depression or the unhealthy sleep habits.
Never thought I'd post any of that on this site.
Submitted by storm (user info) at 2007-07-28 07:44:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Reading the first sentence of this shitty post is in the top 10
Submitted by Fartman (user info) at 2007-07-28 07:40:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
How about watching you go from a respected contributor on this site, to a whiny little douchebag?
Submitted by Newty (user info) at 2007-07-28 07:25:27 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I was on holiday in france when I was about six, and I was climbing up a water slide. No not climbing the stairs, climbing the actual slide. I lost my footing, fell flat on my face, which resulted in my tooth going up my gum (4mm from the start of my nose) and half of it splitting off. I scraped about half way down the side before I turned over and sat there crying. There was quite a lot of blood... And it took the bloody NHS 8 years to replace.
I'm not sure weather that beats having HSP. I was 6 then as well. I didn't have the skin problem so I just had the swollen joints, which meant I couldn't walk (had to be taken to hospital in a pram) and the spewing and shitting blood. The bastards nearly took one of my kidneys out because they had no idea what I had.
Submitted by Beano312003 (user info) at 2007-07-28 07:13:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by The_taste_of_Monkeys (user info) at 2007-07-28 06:02:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Age: 25
Location: Cheltenham Oncology Ward
Incident: Getting a bone marrow aspiration whilst concious.
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I had injections into my bone marrow. They started when I was three and went on periodicly for a few years. I cried.
Submitted by Beano312003 (user info) at 2007-07-28 07:11:28 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:10:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I guess judging from her picture a 210 pound guy would be considered "little" next to her. Fuck it, let's just turn this into what every post on Ubersite becomes, a shit slinging sludge fest of fucking retardation.
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I think you'll find you fucking started it your worthless poiece of shit.
Your fucking attitude on this post stinks like shit and as of this moment I hope that you fucken die.
Horribly of course, then we can all write about how that made us feel you cunt.
Submitted by The_taste_of_Monkeys (user info) at 2007-07-28 06:02:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Age: 25
Location: Cheltenham Oncology Ward
Incident: Getting a bone marrow aspiration whilst concious.
You can keep childbirth, I dont believe that can be as painful as getting this done. People are MEANT to have children, you are NOT meant to be getting your bones drilled.
The pain is indescribable. I know now that all a torturer would have to do to get me to crack would be to threaten to do this to me again.
My pelvis hurts just thinking about it.
I sincerely hope none of you has to go through this, I seriously do.
Yes even Oathy.
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-28 05:49:02 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Ohhh, you're such an intellectual, the way you predict how people are going to respond to your post. Tell me, chump, how much did you pay for your psychology class at community college?
You are a walking argument for eugenics, and a reason why cousins shouldn't marry. Go hang yourself and do the world a favour by not propagating your genes, fuckstick.
It doesn't matter....next time, get my order right, burger boy.
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Projecting, much?
Submitted by Wildman (user info) at 2007-07-28 05:16:10 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
You haven't earned the right, nor do you deserve, to hear my story.
Submitted by Wildman (user info) at 2007-07-28 05:16:10 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
You haven't earned the right, nor do you deserve, to hear my story.
Submitted by rob_berg (user info) at 2007-07-28 03:06:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
People who are going to be fucking retards and write your witty little "reading this post" and "haha, you're gay aren't you." please do so, and then fuck off and die you scum sucking jizz drinkers, because I am sick and fucking tired of reading your mindless, moronic imbecility day after day. It's never been "good" at Ubersite, but you dumb ass motherfuckers just made it worse, probably like you do everything in your meaningless lives, turning everything you touch into putrid shit like some feces-cursed King Midas. God, fuck off already.
Submitted by Unabonger (user info) at 2007-07-28 02:21:08 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
now just a damned minute, what's wrong with back in black by AC/DC?
Submitted by Unabonger (user info) at 2007-07-28 02:15:32 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Like a moron, I was playing soccer in the street with a half-deflated basketball. I went to step over the ball (some move that's name escapes me at the moment) and the ball fell out from beneath me. My left shoulder connected to the curb of the street and the end of my humerus (the shoulder knob ball thing) snapped off and rotated 30 degrees. I tried to move my arm and I could see the bone moving under my skin.
Then I threw up.
It hurt.
Submitted by SunnyG (user info) at 2007-07-28 02:14:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Ohhh, you're such an intellectual, the way you predict how people are going to respond to your post. Tell me, chump, how much did you pay for your psychology class at community college?
You are a walking argument for eugenics, and a reason why cousins shouldn't marry. Go hang yourself and do the world a favour by not propagating your genes, fuckstick.
It doesn't matter....next time, get my order right, burger boy.
Submitted by Director (user info) at 2007-07-28 01:49:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I once cut my penis off and then sewed it back on, without any numbing drugs or anything. That hurt like a bitch, man.
Submitted by Progr3ss (user info) at 2007-07-28 01:35:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
http://www.ubersite.com/m/36874
Submitted by Progr3ss (user info) at 2007-07-28 01:13:04 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
My most painful experience in life cannot be related in words on a post. The emotions felt during that time would be lost amongst the letters displayed on the screen.
Good luck though.
Submitted by icanbecool (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:59:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
so to really open up, my post below is true.
Submitted by icanbecool (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:58:21 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
coming home from a camping to trip with my dad and brothers and finding my mother dead on the floor of our house. I was 21 it happened July 12th 2004. She had been dead for three to four days. I personally cleaned up the mess.
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:35:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Real men don't cry. Real men don't bitch. Real men, men like me, don't give a fuck about shit. Men like me learn from their mistakes, then they make 'em again just because. Then they eat a 96 ounce steak and wash it down with a nice tall glass of buttery mashed potatoes. That's what real men do.
Real men, manly men, fix all their problems with elbow grease, beef jerky, and the American flag. Real men don't drive SUV's, real men drive Dodge trucks. Real men talk about Hemis, Angus beef burgers, and Pamela Anderson. Real men don't give two shits about World Cup soccer or Lance Armstrong. Real men boo Lance Armstrong. Real men have balls.
Manly men like me don't need women. Being manly is about not needin' shit. And womens is less than shit. Me? I jerk off to my reflection and I jizz lighter fluid. Know why? Cause I'm a real manly man.
Real men smoke Marlboro reds and ride wild stallions and drop kick rattlesnakes. Real men shave with chainsaws and guzzle Jim Beam and body slam elephants and throw special ed buses over mountains. Real men punt babies and break things. Real men eat grenades and shit mortar shells. Real men read Shakespeare. Then we laugh at how fuckin' queer it is. That's what real men do.
Real manly men don't do pilates or yoga or hee-cha kung fu fuck. Real men bench press cement trucks and hunt after grizzly bears with a moldy toothrbrush. Hell, I know this sumbitch Tom Jenkins did just that. Didn't come back alive. Died like a man though. More than I can say for you. Shit.
Know what I just did? Grew a beard. Yep. Took two seconds. Damn thing's down to my feet by now. Guess what now. Fuckin' shaved it.
Yeah. Pretty fuckin' manly. Probably goin' to the Hip Hugger later. Probably see you there. If you got the balls.
I ain't got nothin' else to say. Real men don't say much. Ya'll wanna find me, I'll be out in the middle of the street flexin' my muscles and talkin' Nascar.
Submitted by Sacrilicious (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:30:02 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
It's FRIDAY NIGHT ON UBERSITE. You know as well as anyone that it doesn't fucking matter what you care for or what you don't. Take it to your blog instead of a public forum if you don't expect opinions. And YOU'RE the one who pretty much turned it into a shitfest. Before then it was mostly civil criticism and harmless banter. You do it to yourself.
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:28:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I understand where you're coming from, dear, but you are not new to this site. Did you seriously expect anything different?
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:24:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Fuck, you're right, dude! Damn, I am the stereotypical internet guy. I'm chilling in the basement, popping my pimples, spilling bright orange doritos dust down the front of my back in black AC/DC t-shirt. Damnit, busted!
What the fuck is the problem with just fucking doing what the post says, or moving on? I don't care for your commentary about the motivations behind the post. Just do it or don't do it you fucksticks.
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:21:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:10:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I guess judging from her picture a 210 pound guy would be considered "little" next to her. Fuck it, let's just turn this into what every post on Ubersite becomes, a shit slinging sludge fest of fucking retardation.
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I think you care a little too much, there are other places you can go. don't you have friends you can quiz about personal traumas or are internet-people more convenient?
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:21:19 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Fair enough. I'm terrible at insults myself.
This is officially the shortest and lamest internet rip war of all time. We should hug, just to seal the deal.
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:18:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Fat's about the best insult I can muster. Sorry, the well has run dry.
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:17:03 EDT (#)
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Honey please, if you want to turn this into a true shit-slinging sludge whatever-the-fuck, you're going to have to try a little harder than a fat comment. It's been done better by better.
Submitted by Director (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:15:25 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Here. I wrote this about my wife. And that's it. I'm not gonna play anymore.
http://www.ubersite.com/m/110355
Submitted by Director (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:13:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
actually I'm kinda torn. I lost my first wife, a sibling, and my step-father. They all died. Each one hurt like a sumbitch, but in different ways.
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:12:20 EDT (#)
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No reason in particular. Just bored.
Any particular reason you're so sensitive? Perhaps you've had a painful experience yourself recently. Would you like to talk about it?
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:10:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I guess judging from her picture a 210 pound guy would be considered "little" next to her. Fuck it, let's just turn this into what every post on Ubersite becomes, a shit slinging sludge fest of fucking retardation.
Submitted by Director (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:09:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
"uppity little weirdo"
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
No offense to the poster of this post. But that's fucking awesome.
Submitted by d_prime (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:08:15 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
READING THIS POST AND SEEING YOUR UGLY FACE. -2 DIE! HAHAHAHA! I AM POWERFUL!
Just kidding. How are you?
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:07:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Was there some reason you got on my post and decided to show your ass, you drunk heifer? Fuck.
Submitted by Director (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:06:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
And tricks are for kids.
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2007-07-28 00:00:15 EDT (#)
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Eat me you uppity little weirdo. Instructions are for rapists.
Submitted by Director (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:59:12 EDT (#)
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I couldn't be a nigger, OR a wigger, if I wanted to be. I am unabashedly white.
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:58:25 EDT (#)
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Who is Joel? Didn't you read the instructions?
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:52:40 EDT (#)
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Of course I still love you. Don't be a nigger.
Submitted by Director (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:46:12 EDT (#)
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Emily I don't think you love me anymore.
:((
(double chin emoticon)
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:44:10 EDT (#)
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Easy - when I found out Joel died. That shit STILL hurts and I'm positive it will for the rest of my life.
Submitted by Director (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:23:45 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Two incredibly fragile stories below.
Submitted by AsshOly (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:22:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
In fact if you go through some of my earlier ubersite postings, you can track my emotional breakdown through my writing. It's like paint-by-numbers except more engaging.
Submitted by AsshOly (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:17:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Heh. In a single week during my freshman year of college, I:
1) Quit the swim team and lost my scholarship as a result of unendurable pain in my shoulder, about which not a person on my team believed me. Background of the injury: As a sophomore in high school, I broke my shoulderblade and I neglected to rehab it, so the muscles in that shoulder are relatively weak. I separated my shoulder playing water polo as a senior in high school and then dislocated it taking batting practice before a softball game over the summer, and I never told anybody about those injuries. I took pain killers and walked it off both times, but after all that my shoulder was in bad shape, and swimming 10,000 yards per day didn't help. My hand went numb during practice every day and I couldn't climb into my bed. I told my coach, my teammates, and the athletic trainers, and they told me to get over it. I got pink eye, and while I wasn't able to practice I went home to the Illinois Bone and Joint Institute, where the doctors told me I'd suffered considerable ligament damage and said I shouldn't return to the pool until after I'd gone through lengthy physical therapy. Again, I told my coaches, teammates, and athletic trainers, and they told me to get over it. So I quit.
2) Though she was the only person on campus to support me through my swimming debacle, I suggested to the girl with whom I was in love that it was time to break up. This was a mistake. She complied.
3) One of my very close friends from back home was diagnosed with cancer. Which kind, she didn't let me know until later. The emotional state I was in, I assumed the worst. It was skin cancer. She's mostly fine these days.
4) My best friend at school tried to kill himself. An hour after we left a party together, I got a call at 3 am telling me he was walking into oncoming traffic on the expressway. Some friends and I found him lying in a ditch on the side of the road, unhurt. He was sent to a hospital, and feeling betrayed by the one person I felt I had left at that school, I never went to visit him.
So that was a fun week.
Submitted by ilikesteak (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:15:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Making a joke about how reading this is the worst moment of my life would been too easy. I'm classy like that.
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:13:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Much appreciated.
Submitted by sparkle_pink (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:09:50 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
My terribly emo story for you-
It was January 10th, 2005 and I had just turned 20. In a clarinet lesson, while in a mild discussion about the future (I was asking what pieces to work on), my teacher at the time told me that I would never make it as a clarinetist, and asked if I was good at science or math, and that maybe I should do something with that instead. I need to add that while I appreciate honest teachers (no one will ever improve if they're told they are awesome all the time), there's a big difference between encouraging growth and improvement and completely shutting it down, which is what she did.
This was incredibly painful because not only was I completely surprised, but I had devoted my life to music at that point. I had moved to a completely new city, where I knew nobody, just to study with her at that school. This was a difficult move for me, because I'm super close to my family, but in the interest of bettering myself as a musician, I went for it. Also, my entire life I've wanted to be a musician, and I've always had the attitude that 'if I work hard enough, I can do anything'.
When your teacher, the person who is guiding you and the person you have the most faith in, basically tells you 'don't bother', it's heartbreaking. In the end, this incident has affected me in several ways. Initially, I was going to quit music. However, lucky for me and without me knowing, bitch teacher was unable to teach me the next year and I had another one, and he advised me to get the hell out.
So I did. Currently, I still suffer greatly from her telling me I was worthless as a clarinetist. I have intense performance anxiety problems, and as well intense issues with self-confidence when it comes to playing, which in turn makes me play worse. I cry a lot in lessons and while practising, especially on bad days, because I can't help but wonder if she was right.
All this being said, in the end, I'm a little glad it happened, in a way. I left that school ONLY because of her, and now I currently have the best teacher in the world. Generally speaking, I feel I have improved a vast amount since I began studying with him, and that I would have never been able to reach this level had things worked out with the bitch teacher.
It's a challenge to get around what she said and it haunts me. I keep telling myself that she's not a good teacher, a good teacher would never say something like that or make a student feel that way. I also keep telling myself that she's wrong and damn it I'll PROVE it to her. But still; "you'll never make it" will always be there. I think that's the fundamental fear of musicians, well hell, of everybody, and to have it said to me by the person who's supposed to help me make it was life changing.
SO THERE YOU GO.
I think I forgot the 'nerd' warning at the beginning of this novel/review. My bad.
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-27 23:08:36 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Well, the whole point of this post was so that I wouldn't HAVE to dig through hundreds of posts to find your material, and I'm not in the mood to share, fucking christ.
And Andy, you're such a fucking liar, we know your nuts didn't drop until you were 22.
Submitted by hidden101 (user info) at 2007-07-27 22:58:21 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
needs more Shlongy! Shlongy is the coolest!
the most painful experience of my life is when i racked my nuts trying to walk across monkey bars on a playground and slipped.
ouch.
Submitted by Sacrilicious (user info) at 2007-07-27 22:56:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
"I've posted and commented about some of my own many times."
Did you miss that part?
YOU go through MY posts and find them. You want to read about the night my mother died while I was in the room? Or the death of my baby niece? All here.
People still contribute personal stuff, you just need to find it.
And way to be a douche. You're not helping your cause with an attitude like that when I simply gave you an opinion on your approach.
Submitted by Director (user info) at 2007-07-27 22:55:47 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Sacrilicious (user info) at 2007-07-27 22:47:23 EDT (#)
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So that people can link back to this post and ridicule each other later? Not on your life.
If you shared something about yourself in a well written essay first, people would probably be naturally inclined to share their own experiences. I've posted and commented about some of my own many times. But a quick 'kthbye' approach in regard to very painful and/or private information to be used for your own purposes doesn't move me to want to share anything here.
Good luck on your whatever it is.
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Philly bitchez rulezzzzz.
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-07-27 22:51:40 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Well, that's one of the reasons this site sucks now. People used to write personal stuff on here that was compelling. Now it's just everyone praising Shlongy for being so fucking great and cool. Newsflash, he's as big of a douchebag as anyone else, he lurks around as much as anyone else, and he can suck a fat cock just like anyone else.
I've posted loads of stuff about painful experiences, very deep, personal shit. Go through my posts, you can still find it. Did I catch a lot of shit? Sure, but give me a fucking break, it's a website. Grow a set of nuts.
Submitted by Sacrilicious (user info) at 2007-07-27 22:47:23 EDT (#)
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So that people can link back to this post and ridicule each other later? Not on your life.
If you shared something about yourself in a well written essay first, people would probably be naturally inclined to share their own experiences. I've posted and commented about some of my own many times. But a quick 'kthbye' approach in regard to very painful and/or private information to be used for your own purposes doesn't move me to want to share anything here.
Good luck on your whatever it is.