There was this grave digger out digging a new grave when this coffin start hopping towards him... hop... hop.. hop, he picked up his shovel and threw it at the coffin but it just kept hopping towards him, so he went inside the funeral home and bared the door, but he could still hear it hopping... hop... hop... hop... crash! It busted down the door, so he grabbed the fire axe and threw it at the coffin but the blade just bounced off, and scattered across the floor, so he ran upstairs into a bedroom at the top of the stairs and waited for it so he could nock it down. The coffin followed him up the the stairs all the way to the top... hop hop hop. Once it got to the top he charged at it! Smashing into it to no avail he stumbled back into the room and into a nightstand... off the nightstand fell a bag of cough drops, he quickly grabbed them up and and started to throw them at the coffin as soon as one hit it, the coffin stopped and fell down nonly longer moveing
A guy takes a seat in a penthouse bar. He orders and downs a few drinks then leans over to another drunk guy perched at the bar.
"You know, there's a strong breeze up here. I'll bet you a hundred that I can stand on that railing and the wind will stop me from falling."
The drunk snorts, "Sure, if you want to waste your money buddy, go right ahead."
The guy gets up, perches on the railing then slowly spreads his arms and leans into the wind. He teters and wobbles dangerously, but the wind seems to push him right back onto the railing. Smugly he jumps down and walks back to the bar.
"Holy shit!" The drunk guy says, reaching into his trouser pocket for his wallet. Remembering he was broke, he pauses and counters, "Well, I got no cash, but double or nothin I can stay up there twice as long as you!"
"Deal," the guy says, slapping two hundred bucks on the bar.
The drunk climbs up on the railing, then slips and falls to his death.
The bartender turns to the guy and says, "Superman, you know you're a fucking asshole when you're drunk!"
I just found a picture from way way way back in the mid 2000s, in the early days of EQ2.
To set up the scene, my guild "The Scions of Norrath" were a relatively small guild, but we had great relations with many other larger guilds. One of these guilds we were friendly with was a large one (on our server) called The Blackhawks, and their guild leader Kaalenarc.
One day a guild mate and I wandered around their guild hall, while no one was home. We took various screenshots of ourselves "making ourselves at home."
The following screenshot is of me in what was presumably Kaalenarc's master bedroom... and I posted this picture in their guild thread in the EQ2 forum.
As I recall, his response in the thread was roaring laughter.
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He sold his soul to Santa!
Have you watched the Ash vs Evil Dead tv series? I'm looking fowrard to season 3.
Did I mention it was terrible?
Dyslexic man walks into a bra.
*chuckle*
They don't have a dog.
How much do his burgers cost?
Why is it still the best place in town to eat?
"You know, there's a strong breeze up here. I'll bet you a hundred that I can stand on that railing and the wind will stop me from falling."
The drunk snorts, "Sure, if you want to waste your money buddy, go right ahead."
The guy gets up, perches on the railing then slowly spreads his arms and leans into the wind. He teters and wobbles dangerously, but the wind seems to push him right back onto the railing. Smugly he jumps down and walks back to the bar.
"Holy shit!" The drunk guy says, reaching into his trouser pocket for his wallet. Remembering he was broke, he pauses and counters, "Well, I got no cash, but double or nothin I can stay up there twice as long as you!"
"Deal," the guy says, slapping two hundred bucks on the bar.
The drunk climbs up on the railing, then slips and falls to his death.
The bartender turns to the guy and says, "Superman, you know you're a fucking asshole when you're drunk!"
To set up the scene, my guild "The Scions of Norrath" were a relatively small guild, but we had great relations with many other larger guilds. One of these guilds we were friendly with was a large one (on our server) called The Blackhawks, and their guild leader Kaalenarc.
One day a guild mate and I wandered around their guild hall, while no one was home. We took various screenshots of ourselves "making ourselves at home."
The following screenshot is of me in what was presumably Kaalenarc's master bedroom... and I posted this picture in their guild thread in the EQ2 forum.
As I recall, his response in the thread was roaring laughter.
I'd pay to see that fight!
Oh wait a sec....