Claim your futile victory here

I was driving up this country road a while back and a black cat tried to run in front of my car. I veered off to the right and gunned it to stop the little blighter. It decided not to bother and ran back into the verge.

Black cat trying to cross my path = 0

Papa = 1

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I've been kicked out of a country! :eek:


17 years old at the time (1988-ish). Living near Detroit it was a quick drive to get to the Canada border, where we were legally old enough to drink alcohol. So the commute was done fairly frequently.

Anyway, this one time I had a couple other shady thugs in the car with me. All of us with long hair, denim jackets, Metallica t-shirts, smoking cigarettes, the works. When we got to the customs office the guy waved us over to the side of the road. WTF?

So we pull over and all get out of the car. The agent asked us where we were going. "Mothers" was our standard answer (local pub). Then he asked us to prove our citizenship. We all looked at eachother with a dumb look. I pulled out my driver's license. The agent took it, laughed, and threw it on the ground, "this doesn't prove your citizenship. This just shows you drive in Michigan."

The verbal assault proceeded for a few more minutes, then he told us to get back in the car and use the first turn-around and go home.

Kicked out of a country. :(



But we saved $5 on the toll! Win! :D
 
I wanted to park in the baby and parent spot at Tesco, some pratt without a kid had parked there. I keyed his car and knew he wouldn't walk the 30 seconds to harm my mighty BMW.
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Lol I would have moved but she had that really smug attitude that some people with kids seem to exude - I have kids look at me I can reproduce! urgh, they were probably just fashion accessories to her.
 
No1newts said:
I hate you.

I hate all you "cool story bro posters" at least he contributed to the thread.

Go to hell, you and your bro who tells cool stories.

Then rot with the morons who contribute nothing to these forums other than post count.
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Frack. Chill dude. Parking in the parent spot in Tesco, then refusing to move when someone who that space is reserved for isn't cool, and not a futile victory by any means.

Instead, if that was sarcasm, then my sarcasm detector was broken.

Oh yeh, and at least when I'm in hell all of my buds will appreciate the cool story I will tell them about my journey to hell.

I hate you too.
 
I sent some stupid woman an email once pretending to be an Nigerian prince, saying I would give her £600,000,000 and all she needed to do was send me £30,000 for the brokers fee.:D

She was that excited she sent me £45,000:D
 
For ages this Ginger cat has been coming in our garden trying to harass my two black cats that are normally inside my pc room with me. Occasionally it will run full pelt into the patio doors, scaring the bejesus out of me.

It's normally scared off by me getting up, but tonight It stood it's ground - the evil swine. I let my male cat (Gizmo) out who charged at Mr Big Potatoes, gave him a clout round the head, sending the screaming Ginger nonce boundering over the fence.

Gizmo - I love you man x
 
I claimed extra hours (That I didn't do) on my timesheet and one of my managers told me well done for doing the overtime. Hahah!
 
Raist said:
I've been kicked out of a country! :eek:


17 years old at the time (1988-ish). Living near Detroit it was a quick drive to get to the Canada border, where we were legally old enough to drink alcohol. So the commute was done fairly frequently.

Anyway, this one time I had a couple other shady thugs in the car with me. All of us with long hair, denim jackets, Metallica t-shirts, smoking cigarettes, the works. When we got to the customs office the guy waved us over to the side of the road. WTF?

So we pull over and all get out of the car. The agent asked us where we were going. "Mothers" was our standard answer (local pub). Then he asked us to prove our citizenship. We all looked at eachother with a dumb look. I pulled out my driver's license. The agent took it, laughed, and threw it on the ground, "this doesn't prove your citizenship. This just shows you drive in Michigan."

The verbal assault proceeded for a few more minutes, then he told us to get back in the car and use the first turn-around and go home.

Kicked out of a country. :(



But we saved $5 on the toll! Win! :D
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Sarnia B? I have a couple of tales I could tell about that particular border crossing.
 
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I always park in parent and child spots, I completely disagree with their existance, ESPECIALLY when they are situated closer to the store than disabled spots! I'm waiting for somebody to pull me up on it so I can have a good arguement. Having children is a lifestyle choice.

Disabled spots on the other hand, I'd definitely not park in. That, is not a lifestyle choice.

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Raist said:
Absolutely right, and good on you for the geography/locale knowledge. :)
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I had the misfortune of spending some time in Amherstburg a few years ago, and the quickest way to get there, was to fly into detroit and drive over the bridge, so yeah, I know a little about that area... Including being highly amused by the sheer number of cuban cigar shops on the canadian side of the border.. And I seem to remember during the build up to the superbowl in '06, something about foreign tourists being slightly confused about having to drive south out of detroit in order to get into canada..

Only thing I miss is Timmies..
 
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