Posted: 05 Jun 2006, 03:26
Aww, don't be like that. 
How could I possibly think worse of you, Kurgan?Kurgan wrote:Only before I get parental consent, as it were. All the parents on the board have to tell me that they will skip past the gag. I'd rather them not think worse than they already do of me
I chuckled, too.Kurgan wrote:I know. I'm a bad, bad man. But I can't help the fact that I found this funny. There's something wrong with me.
Ahh, good. It's not just methe68monkey wrote:I chuckled, too.
Was she jewish? Cause I know jewish people have that superstition about not buying stuff for a still=to-be-born baby...the68monkey wrote:I chuckled, too.Kurgan wrote:I know. I'm a bad, bad man. But I can't help the fact that I found this funny. There's something wrong with me.![]()
My college buddy's mom would most definitely not find humor in this, though. She was superstitious in that way, thinking it was bad luck to give baby gifts before the baby was born and such. To her, a joke like this would be inviting something to go wrong with your own kid.
That guy in the pachinko parlour collapsing had me in stitches!Shen wrote:LOL! why no-one punched this guy i dunno...
I laughed in spite of myself. I hate hidden camera shows. The Japanese are really good natured about the whole thing. I think in parts of Scotland that would get you killed.Shen wrote:screaming asian guy
I used to work at airport customer services, and I can tell you that there are very few places you can find more angry, stressed and tired people than at international airports. I would have a lot of stories, but I like to reminisce one special occasion.
It was a saturday in february 2005, one of the busiest weekends of the year because of the national winter holiday was around that time. I was pulling a double shift, a bit tired but all in all in a good mood since everything was going smoothly, except for a group of Russian tourists with a delayed connection flight to Moscow. It was a group of some 30 people, with only four guys who spoke any English, and even they couldn't quite understand what I was saying. They had been bugging me every ten minutes for hour:
- When does Moscow go?
- I don't know, sir. Your aeroplane is late from the previous route and at this point I can't give you an estimate. I will inform you personally when we have an estimation, please sit down for now.
- But we need to go Moscow!
This conversation with minimal variations took place a few times, and when we found out that the plane was going to be pretty badly late, we gave them a bunch of refreshment vouchers. That kept them happy for half an hour, and after that they were back time and time again. And again. And again. The good Russian gentlemen reeked distinctly of sweat and vodka after a long flight, so needless to say, I wasn't amused to have to deal with them after 13 hours of work on a busy day.
And that's when the shit hits the fan. Now, I was working at a customer service counter that was in front of a huge window giving out on the runway. Something goes wrong with the defrosting car and it crashes into a wing of a Boeing 737-500, causing the end of the wing to rip off on the car, and the whole shebang starts smoking. Afterwards we found out that it was just burning gasoline, but from our point of view it looked like the plane was on fire. We run to close the vertical blinds on the window and not too many people see the incident, but the ones who do are alarmed and start harassing us immediately.
In that very moment, when we try to explain the event to a bunch of customers, two of the Russians who have been sitting further away in the terminal show up, pretty drunk at this point, loudly demanding my attention. I ask what's the problem:
- When does Moscow go?
At this point I just snap. I can't bear to explain them the exact same thing for the jillionth time, so I decide it's time for some radical action. I walk the gentlemen to the window, proudly pull open the curtains to the runway with two firetrucks and a smoking plane and with the biggest grin of my life I exclaim:
- I'm sorry, sir, but your plane seems to be on fire. We will tell you as soon as it's ready to depart.
My co-worked burst out laughing like crazy, but the crowd around us wasn't exactly impressed. I got pulled off the shift and a month's probation. Definitely worth it, though.


Nah, un-PC humour all the way. Just ignore the prudes.Kurgan wrote:I'm really coming off as someone with bad taste in this thread, aren't I?
Yes, because that poster makes fun of a specific true tragedy. It's telling that you posted this without hesitation but balked over a generalised pregnancy joke.Kurgan wrote:I'm really coming off as someone with bad taste in this thread, aren't I?
If you stopped posting that would help.Mark & LD, please let this thread be funny again.
Telling only in that I didn't want it known that I have bad taste in jokes. I went with the poster because it is now common knowledgeMarkgway wrote:Yes, because that poster makes fun of a specific true tragedy. It's telling that you posted this without hesitation but balked over a generalised pregnancy joke.
I've seen that before, but it doesn't make it less funny. The guy almost wets himselfShen wrote:Road Trip Prank
Seriously Mark and LD please continue discussion in Eva's thread (moved to correct forum).EvaUnit02 wrote:Mark & LD, please let this thread be funny again.
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