Do you have a story?

Question

If so, tell me something funny,cute, or just whatever!
I have a ton of stories...even a couple of my most embarassing moments...tee hee...lol. I also have cute ones and funny ones...even ones where I got revenge on someone. Tell me something. Share anything u want...
If you call this a 2 pointer...im reporting you...i don't joke around..i may report you a couple different times...don't make that move...if you want a 2 pointer do it on someone else...if u are gonna say that to me...don't both answering my Question...thanx.
~Peanut~
What is your story?

Answer 1

A few days ago I made tuna salad sandwiches in pitas and my three year old, as usual, wouldn't touch it (she is the pickiest eater in the world). My older daughter told her it was a special kind of sandwich with wonderful things inside, and it was the yummiest sandwich in the world. She finally tried the sandwich and wolfed the whole thing down. I was impressed. Last night I was trying to decide what to make for supper and my three year old comes in the kitchen and says, "Mommy can you make those sandwiches with all the wonderful things inside them?" You can guess what we had for supper...LOL!

Answer 2

I once helped deliver a baby after an accident. The couple was on their way to the hospital and the dad-to-be rolled the car over on the interstate near a farmer's field in the middle of nowhere. Two truckers had already stopped, one had been a paramedic. However, he had to give a tracheotomy to the husband, father. So, since I had been present at my son's birth, I got Johnny Bench duty (he was a catcher for the Cincinnati Reds). The other trucker held a cell phone to my ear as the 911 dispatcher and an obstetrics nurse gave me instructions.

There was a lot of broken glass and blood from the accident, but fortunately, my first aid kit had surgical gloves and there was no glass on mom. Also, the baby was pretty small (probably about seven pound) and there were no complications (other than being in a dirty car that was upside down in a ditch with a lot of broken glass), so the baby came out with a minimal effort. The mom was Indian and only spoke Hindi, but she did not need my instructions to push, she handled that quite well on her own. After just a few pushes, the baby came out. Very slippery. Someone else you had stopped in the meantime produced a clean blanket in which we wrapped the baby, and a police officer and paramedics showed up before we had to cut the cord.

Everyone, including the dad with his crushed trachea, turned out all right. It was the Lord's will that we had the right people with the right skills and the right equipment there that day to do both the tracheotomy and the delivery. I am grateful to have served His will in some small way.

May God bless and keep you.

Answer 3

Lovely inquisitive young lady. So you would like a story. Well my dear, I shall tell you a story, a story of life.
I grew up in Chicago. I come from a broken home. By age six I had experienced a great deal of life. By age six, it was the first time I had played hooky from school, smoked
cigarettes, drank a beer (at a Chicago-Whitesox game), was robbed on the street (coming home from a grocery store). At age six I had also hit a kid in the head with a
chunk of a brick. I was protecting my
sister on a school playground.
As an adult, I was incarcerated
many times in my life. I became a full
blown alcoholic. I wound up home-
less on four different occasions. The
last time out, I was living on the streets of Chicago. In January, 2005
I developed frostbite, as a result of this, I had 1/2 of my right leg & 1/3 of
my left foot amputated (Feb 1, 2005).
Since that time, I have moved to Wisconsin, received my GED, and
will be attending the University of
Wisconsin September 2006.
I am a 52 year old man. I have fought the battle. I have won my personal war with drugs & alcohol.
Today I am clean & sober.
I look forward to life and it challenges.
One day, I hope to reach other people. Before they fall as hard as I had to.
I hope that you have enjoyed
my true life story. I wish you the very
best with your life's endevors.
Take good care of yourself. Stay safe, stay healthy, stay happy, and always be true to yourself. Peace to you always.
Sincerely, Jerry Hamilton

Answer 4

This tale begins in 3rd grade. I was going to school in Fruitport, Mi. This was when I was living in Muskegon. Well, I had just gotten some G.I. Joe crayons for my birthday, or something. It might have even been a fall/returning to school kind of thing. Being a little boy, you should/would know that these things are the equivalent of the modern day Joel and his 'Stang. (Of course) So obviously, these practically priceless crayons meant the world to me. Well, funny enough, there was a girl in my class who was celebrating her birthday that very day! Imagine that. Well, we didn't have much money, and I didn't even THEN have that great of a memory to remember to get her anything. Come to find out, everyone else HAD gotten her a gift. I was thinking, shoot...Maybe I have a quarter I could give her. (A quarter being the equivalent of a car loan, no less, being a 3rd grader) Well, she came around to my little flip-top desk, and said "Thanks!" I was like..."Um...for what?" And then she snatched my G.I.Joe crayons. I was upset. I was as upset as a 3rd grader could be, and I said...

"I'll kick you in the nuts!!!!"

She gave me a look and said..

"I don't have any!!!!"

I think for the rest of the year, my whole mindset was...

"WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Haha...This is a true story, my wife loves hearing me tell it.

Answer 5

My story, which one I have tons of my life stories. But the worst one was from a girl who crushed my heart. Lets see it started the day after my 22nd birthday in 2002. My female friend had just got back from her trip from Africa & I wanted to see her, but when I got to her house, her dad answered the door. He said she wasn't home, well I got a feeling she was home & was hiding from me. He told me that my friend, his daughter didn't want me coming to her house anymore & to stop emailing her. So after he closed the door I went tearing down the street crying & runnig as fast as I could. I almost killed myself doing it. I had a heavy coat on & a heavy backpack. I ran so fast all the way down to the main street. Later that night I think I cryied some more. I took of my shoes & one one of my toes was a blood blister. I was very crushed from that day & made a promise, which I had keeped for more than 2 years. I promised that I'd never trust a female again. I guess that is why I have stop trying to get a date since then, but it has been five years since I tried......no one cry, I know it's very sad.

Answer 6

Well,
one day I saw this girl out in her driveway-she was so pretty.
She had curly brown-gold hair with the prettiest green eyes. I went over and chatted with her for a while since she was new here. We go to the same school and everything.
On the first day of school we found out that we had all of the same classes including P.E. Shortly after that-well about a year- we fell in love.
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Now we talk over email since our parents dont approve of us being together.

But I still remember those curls-and those eyes looking into mine right before we kissed under the moonlight.

I hope you liked my story,Chris

Answer 7

Geez you got issues or what? Okay, here's mine so (OH NO) I won't get reported.

I was coming back from a fishing trip with my wife. We stopped at a place called Tom's Farms. It's a collection of stores and a restaurant off the Int 15 in Californina. Anyway I always like to look at their collection of meats and cheeses and wines to see if there's anything interesting. I spy this little hunk of limburger cheese. Now I've seen the cartoons, I know limburger is supposed to be deadly when used against opposing armies, but that's just a cartoon. Besides I've never smelled limburger let alone tasted it. So I bought it. In the check out stand the clerk sees it, gives me an icy stare and tells my wife, "Make sure he eats this outside". We leave and I put the cheese in the cooler with the trout we were bringing back. We get back home and I go to empty out the cooler and there is an aura that something just isn't right in there, like one of the fish was sick or something. I put the cheese in the fridge and forgot about it for a while. The next weekend, my wife was out shopping and I was raiding the fridge when I spied that innocuos looking piece of cheese. I thought 'hey let's check it out". Remembering the glare of the check out girl and the subaudible growl my wife had made at the time, I went out to the backyard to savor my find. My dog, ever hopeful followed me out. I opened the ziplock bag, accused my dog of dropping an air biscuit, pulled out the package of cheese. It was wrapped in a layer of cellophane, then aluminum foil, then more cellophane. As I took of the first layer of cellophane, I started getting a buzzing sound in my ears. When I opened the aluminum foil, I heard a whining sound (actually more of a whimper from my dog). I opened the final layer, noting in the back of my mind nearby birds had gone silent. I picked up my fork a got a nice bite of the cheese. Have you ever experienced tunnel vision? I dropped the fork with the half eaten bite of cheese on it as I furiously rubbed my eyes. My dog. My poor dumb, ever hungry dog. She decided I had just given her manna from heaven! When my vision cleared and my hearing returned, I saw my dog out on the lawn plowing furrows in the grass with her nose. Every once in a while she would look up dazed, turn her head toward me and give me a look like Caesar must have given Brutus. I wrapped the cheese back into the cellophane, back into the foil, back into the last cellophane put that in the zip-lock baggy, put that into a plastic grocery bag and tied it off putting the whole thing into the trash can. I looked at my dog who was now getting the taste off her tongue by licking her rear end and decided there are some truths to be learned. Never ignore the warning of a country store clerk and.... Cartoons are real!

Answer 8

One day in school, I was in drama class, and the teacher said we had to make a music video, right in front of a class using a song we know, I used Control Myself by LL Cool J. We were doing the stupidest dance, and right in the middle of the dance, MY PANTS FELL right to my ankles, and everyone laughed at me. I wasn't embarrased though, It was just funny, I got a 110% caused they really enjoyed it and laughed so hard, the more they laughtd, the more points I got

Answer 9

My ex and I took our 4 boys out to dinner at a chinese restaurant and seated us by a table of teens. Before we even had a chance to order my then 8 year old puked all over the table and made the girls next to us sick and they had to leave. That was a very memorable occasion and extremely funny.

Answer 10

my story starts with a man who thought that the world was lost and everybody in it was full of crap and then one day he was answering questions on yahoo and up pops a angel and he was taken to a place where he had not ever been i guess you call it heaven and he did not wont to leave his day had turned into when will he see her again he loved to chat with her as long as she would allow and the one day he finds out that due to certain reasons that he understands that the angel could never be his and heaven had it's first rain storm but when the clouds cleared he was glade to at least now that angels exist