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I was at the beach on Saturday and catching some rays and although my skin felt a bit hot I continued to lounge about, sometimes dragging my fingers gracefully through the sand, when all of the sudden I felt something hard and pointy stab my plump left thumb. I raised my head, careful to keep my face correctly positioned toward the sun and strained my right eye to the right in hopes of catching a glimpse of the assassin object. OMG it was a pellican beak, still somewhat attached to a small decomposed hunk of feathery flesh. I screamed gently and hurled my body 67 degrees to the left, landing in the middle of a group of Spanish tourists who were snacking on Tuna Tapas. My heart was skipping faster than an LP on 45. I wiped the sand from my dry lips and whispered loudly "hola". Pedro, the V-cut Catalan hunk, lifted my shaggy head gently from his hard torso and poured Sangria into my desperate mouth.

What trauma did you suffer this past weekend?

2007-09-17 04:00:19 · 15 answers · asked by Anonymous in Society & Culture Cultures & Groups Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, and Transgender

15 answers

I don't know if you'll ever recover from that...I'm so sorry.
Makes my renting a dvd with the wrong disc in it look small.
Look after yourself!

2007-09-17 04:05:58 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 1 1

I set up a get-together with 3 brothers to meet one of our cousin's kids now living not too far from us. I got lost getting to my brother's house. Cell phone, thank you. Then she got lost. Her cell phone died. I was a nervous wreck.

Then spouse and offspring are busy painting, recarpeting, buying a new bed and decorating offspring's bedroom. I see dollar signs in front of my eyes.

I am trying to sort through 83 boxes of books and papers of 30 years to decide what to keep and what to throw/give away/condense into fewer boxes or put on new bookshelves. I see my life literally before my eyes going into the trash can. I must mourn.

I don't feel so good.

2007-09-17 05:08:55 · answer #2 · answered by Tina Goody-Two-Shoes 4 · 0 0

That was almost as good as this guy in Venezuela:

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CARACAS (Reuters) - A Venezuelan man who had been declared dead woke up in the morgue in excruciating pain after medical examiners began their autopsy.

Carlos Camejo, 33, was declared dead after a highway accident and taken to the morgue, where examiners began an autopsy only to realize something was amiss when he started bleeding. They quickly sought to stitch up the incision on his face.

"I woke up because the pain was unbearable," Camejo said, according to a report on Friday in leading local newspaper El Universal.

His grieving wife turned up at the morgue to identify her husband's body only to find him moved into a corridor -- and alive.

Reuters could not immediately reach hospital officials to confirm the events. But Camejo showed the newspaper his facial scar and a document ordering the autopsy.

2007-09-17 05:17:43 · answer #3 · answered by Ben Aqui 5 · 2 0

This weekend was wonderful but I did have to suffer through reading about your trauma. Your writing is terrible and your descriptive powers are so distracting to the reader. I mean phrases like 'your plump left thumb', your 'shaggy head', your 'desperate mouth' and terms like 'whispered loudly' and 'screamed gently' are such good examples of weak and poor writing skills.

This is truly a traumatizing.

2007-09-17 04:24:57 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 1 2

I couldn't get on to Yahoo Questions all weekend.

By this morning, I was shaking and a tad incoherent. Got on at 0500 my time, answered a question, and am feeling better now thanks.

If my boss would just quit popping in to see if I'd made any progress on that project so I could answer more, I'd be fine.

2007-09-17 04:37:40 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 1 0

oh man oh man, Well my work makes us go to different counties in arizona to promote healthy living. Well this weekend I had to go to this rural area for a health fair that one of my co-workers put on. Thing is she is a total *****. She thinks she is better and higher class then what she really is. She is also crazy and I dont mean like oh yeah she is crazy I mean she really is crazy, she should be on meds, she is "straight" and condems us gays to hell, she is mormon and likes to think that she is god cause of it. Well she was making passes at me all weekend at this event. And everytime i ignored it, well the last time she was like oh do you want to share a bed so that we dont have to pay for another hotel with our corporate card? That was my last straw, I told her NO and that I didnt think it was appropriate. She didnt like that and made my weekend a living hell. (I am giving you the short version of my weekend)

Well to top of this weekend, my older brother who I havent seen in 3 years called me to say goodbye cause he was boarding a plane for Iraq. He and I are kind of close but being in the military we dont see each other alot. and I knew he was leaving, I just didnt know how hard it would be to say goodbye. So yeah My weekend was shitty.

2007-09-17 04:50:15 · answer #6 · answered by Agent_m 3 · 2 0

I burned the meatloaf but ate it anyway and about 4 in the morning my stomach felt like I was going to hurl so I went to the bathroom, lifted up the toilet seat and assume the position. When I got my head down into the bowl and began to upchuck I noticed my BF had gotten up and taken a colossal dump an never flushed, and the backsplash from my blowing chunks made me gag thoroughly and everything came up violently.

2007-09-17 04:06:19 · answer #7 · answered by Anonymous · 7 2

My cousins who stay in southern California had to evacuate their homestead by using wildfires. They wakened one night and there replaced into actually smoke interior their homestead. they'd't circulate to their college at the instant by using fact that is getting used as a guard.

2016-12-26 15:09:55 · answer #8 · answered by ? 4 · 0 0

Man we had a good weekend...went to my first african american wedding and reception...man was that fun! We were one of 5 white folks...but we still had a blast...they were very cool and welcoming...i am sure we were the only lesbian couple too!

2007-09-17 04:55:54 · answer #9 · answered by Lil_bit_witty 4 · 1 0

Yuck! I mean the pelican. The rest of the stuff? To each his own...

My trauma? I had to go to the county fair with my in-laws.

2007-09-17 04:05:14 · answer #10 · answered by Anonymous · 1 0

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