Nigel Tufnel
Footballguy
We went to Embassy Suites' free happy hour all the time. Somebody had an old room key.
gottcha, I just thought you could have put some oreo's in your other hand that wasn't holding the sammy or just use the sandwich as a plate for them, whatever gets the job done though.I don't get itI once made a sandwich out of ham, cheese, mayo, mustard, lettuce and oreo cookies because I didn't feel like having to go back to the kitchen to get the cookies after I was done with the sandwich.Just seemed easier to eat it all at once. Like I said, I don't have any truly funny/horrific stories about my brief time as a bachelor.
May well be, but I have no idea who Bobby Flay is.Coming back from OC, MD one night all fired up. Got to the Chesapeake Bay Bridge & realized that the 5 of us all together didn't have the $1.25 to pay the toll. Had to go into the transit authority police shack & fill out forms so they could bill me $1.25. I have no idea why we didn't get arrested - snot drunk, open beer cans, empties everywhere, and other assorted mind alterting substances not too far out of plain sight. Sure enough, 4 weeks later I got the bill.Is Uruk-Hai Swahili for Bobby Flay?After some of these, I'm assuming using Ketchup over spaghetti noodles because sauce was too expensive is commonplace?![]()
I had ramens for lunch today.I'm sure I was below $20 in my checking account once and couldn't use an ATM anymore. Also, maybe 7/8 years back, waited for Ramen Noodles to go on sale for 10 cents a brick instead of the usual 15/20 cents. Stocked up huge. To this day I still have a drawer or two stuffed full with noodle bricks I haven't bothered to throw away yet.
You got a while?
"This one timeYou got a while?
I tried to get my secretary to let me borrow her daughter to do this, but she wouldn't let me.Not really funny or horrific, but..........Anyone ever take their young niece/nephew around a mall in a stroller all day to meet chicks?
Awesome.Way back in the mid-70s, I spent a not too untypical Friday evening getting drunk at the bar in a Ramada Inn in a small city in Oklahoma. After deciding that I wasn't going to get lucky that night--that was typical--I wandered through one of the hallways of the motel on the way to a exterior door that would get me closer to my car on a rainy night. I noticed a lot of room service dishes on the floor outside of rooms, and I'd just moved into an apartment and needed some more dishes, so I started gathering up all those disgusting plates and scraping the big food chunks back onto the trays. By the time I got to the end of that hallway, I had two armfuls of dirty plates, saucers and silverware. Right now, thirty-five years later, married with two adult children out of the house, we've still got six of those Ramada Inn plates in the pantry, along with two saucers. My wife gets mad at me when I tell people where those dishes came from. Heck, I always thought it was kind of a funny story.
In college our bookstore was a multistory Barnes & Noble with the textbooks on the top floorI would go to the 2nd floor, take books of the shelves and then "sell them" them for cash on the top floor in the textbook sectionI think I sold the Norton Anthology of Literature 20X one semester
I don't think this qualifies.I once ate three hot dogs on a camping trip with ketchup, mustard and loads of Cap'n Crunch.Yeah I was drunk & high. Yeah I threw up later.I once made a sandwich out of ham, cheese, mayo, mustard, lettuce and oreo cookies because I didn't feel like having to go back to the kitchen to get the cookies after I was done with the sandwich.
"This one timeYou got a while?I hadn't been to the dry-cleaners in like a week so I went to work in a dress shirt I bought off the rack
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At my first grown up job, I left a work party with a woman I worked with who may or may not have been single. Woke up the next morning and realized I didn't have time to go back to work. Went to the store that was closest to work and bought an entire outfit - one pair pants, one shirt, one tie, one pair socks, one pair boxers, and a pack of t-shirts - and threw all my old clothes in my laptop bag."This one timeYou got a while?I hadn't been to the dry-cleaners in like a week so I went to work in a dress shirt I bought off the rack
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Now that is funny!bostonfred said:Had $7.41 in checking account. Deposited $3 with $10 cash back.
Wow. I was over at my sixty-seven year old developmentally disabled (######ed) brother's apartment just a month ago and he had one of those outdoor lighted reindeer set up in his living room. Seriously.Never had the traffic cone, but I did have a christmas lawn ornament (a reindeer made of christmas lights) indoors for decoration. Hooked it up to a light switch to turn it on and off.Also used as decoration:- expired licence plates- random computer parts- framed photograph of someone else's dogs- various WWE action figures- different colored beer cans stacked in such a manner as to spell out my addressBut did you have the random orange traffic cone in the corner for 'decoration'?
One of the best comedy bits of all time.Some of these bachelor stories reminded me of this Monty Python skit-
At my first grown up job, I left a work party with a woman I worked with who may or may not have been single. Woke up the next morning and realized I didn't have time to go back to work. Went to the store that was closest to work and bought an entire outfit - one pair pants, one shirt, one tie, one pair socks, one pair boxers, and a pack of t-shirts - and threw all my old clothes in my laptop bag."This one timeYou got a while?I hadn't been to the dry-cleaners in like a week so I went to work in a dress shirt I bought off the rack
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Yep. Didn't really think it through. I used to work at pizza places. At one place you made the pie on a wire rack and throw the whole thing in the oven. Another place you would make the pie on a wooden paddle and slide the pie in without the paddle. Gotta have cornmeal for that last technique. Looks like I mixed up the two. The funny thing is that I can actually cook. I usually make dinner 4-5 nights a week. But that pizza was a disaster.Wait, you put the sauce, cheese and toppings on the uncooked pizza dough before putting it on the baker's sheet?
Wait, you used to work at not one, but multiple pizza places, and you put the sauce, cheese, and toppings on the uncooked pizza dough before putting it on the baker's sheet?Yep. Didn't really think it through. I used to work at pizza places. At one place you made the pie on a wire rack and throw the whole thing in the oven. Another place you would make the pie on a wooden paddle and slide the pie in without the paddle. Gotta have cornmeal for that last technique. Looks like I mixed up the two. The funny thing is that I can actually cook. I usually make dinner 4-5 nights a week. But that pizza was a disaster.Wait, you put the sauce, cheese and toppings on the uncooked pizza dough before putting it on the baker's sheet?
Sorry. Bachelors don't have cats.I've lived in my apartment for over a year and a half and I've only vacuumed once.I also got so drunk one night, that I couldn't lift the lid to the toilet. The cat's litter box was right next to it, so I thought it a good idea at the time to just pee in it.That made for quite a large clump in the morning.
"This one timeYou got a while?I hadn't been to the dry-cleaners in like a week so I went to work in a dress shirt I bought off the rack
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I didn't want to interrupt a long distance phone call, so I took one of those plates out of a cupboard, placed it on the kitchen floor, and took a dump onto it during the phone call. After the phone call, it cleaned up fine.
Crap.Sorry. Bachelors don't have cats.I've lived in my apartment for over a year and a half and I've only vacuumed once.I also got so drunk one night, that I couldn't lift the lid to the toilet. The cat's litter box was right next to it, so I thought it a good idea at the time to just pee in it.That made for quite a large clump in the morning.
LOL.. I had a room mate that once did some shrooms and rode his bike in the living room (linoleum floor) in circles for well over an hour. The rest of us were playing caps and mocking him to see if he'd fall, but he never did.In a small 1 bedroom apartment, 8 guys playing full-contact street hockey.
If you can't borrow a kid, just take a puppy out and it will work the same.I tried to get my secretary to let me borrow her daughter to do this, but she wouldn't let me.Not really funny or horrific, but..........Anyone ever take their young niece/nephew around a mall in a stroller all day to meet chicks?![]()
This was a staple in my apartment. Who needs meat?I also used to eat Uncle Ben's rice bags for dinner roughly 4 days a week....microwave for 90 seconds, rip the top off and eat....GB Uncle Ben...Ate Hamburger Helper without the hamburger.
Yeah, tell me about it. Although the ******* calzone/stuffed pizza wasn't half bad.Wait, you used to work at not one, but multiple pizza places, and you put the sauce, cheese, and toppings on the uncooked pizza dough before putting it on the baker's sheet?Yep. Didn't really think it through. I used to work at pizza places. At one place you made the pie on a wire rack and throw the whole thing in the oven. Another place you would make the pie on a wooden paddle and slide the pie in without the paddle. Gotta have cornmeal for that last technique. Looks like I mixed up the two. The funny thing is that I can actually cook. I usually make dinner 4-5 nights a week. But that pizza was a disaster.Wait, you put the sauce, cheese and toppings on the uncooked pizza dough before putting it on the baker's sheet?![]()
Shoulda just thrown it out.....worked for meSame guy banged a girl nick named "Devil Woman" in my bed once and it smelled so bad even after washing the sheets that I had to flip the mattress. The girl I was dating said she would never sleep with me again in that bed.
I'm going to call "B S" on 3, 8, 9 and 10.Zow said:Yours is a bit more crazy, but I've done:1. Used a Busch Light box as a dining room table for the longest time. 2. Didn't do laundry until I had re-worn every pair of boxers/underwear I had at least 3 times. That was gross. 3. When my toilet broke I used my sink for about a week because I didn't feel like telling my landlord. 4. Threw dishes out in the trash instead of washing them. 5. Slept on a mattress on the floor for an entire year - living in two separate places. 6. Sprayed deodorant in my pants because I was going to see a girl and I had ran out of soap. 7. Hired a younger girl who I felt awkward to date to clean my place for me on a bi-weekly basis even though she didn't do a good job because I felt bad for her situation and it was the only way I could justify to myself staring at her ###. 8. I don't think I've ever actually bought napkins. 9. Have always just ate the total cleaning cost (basically given up my rent deposit) because I have no desire to clean my apartments. 10. Used a basketball as a meat tenderizer (sp?)
And none of the toppings had been taped to my grundle.It was good thinking on your feet, though. Big fan of making homemade calzones. And it turns out the recipe really is just start making a pizza, then roll it up like a joint [/GMsCookbook].
That and your name is what made me remember. Your not any relation are you? If so she seemed like a nice christian gal.Shoulda just thrown it out.....worked for meSame guy banged a girl nick named "Devil Woman" in my bed once and it smelled so bad even after washing the sheets that I had to flip the mattress. The girl I was dating said she would never sleep with me again in that bed.
Way back in the mid-70s, I spent a not too untypical Friday evening getting drunk at the bar in a Ramada Inn in a small city in Oklahoma. After deciding that I wasn't going to get lucky that night--that was typical--I wandered through one of the hallways of the motel on the way to an exterior door that would get me closer to my car on a rainy night. I noticed a lot of room service dishes on the floor outside of rooms, and I'd just moved into an apartment and needed some more dishes, so I started gathering up all those disgusting plates and scraping the big food chunks back onto the trays. By the time I got to the end of that hallway, I had two armfuls of dirty plates, saucers and silverware. Right now, thirty-five years later, married with two adult children out of the house, we've still got six of those Ramada Inn plates in a cupboard, along with two saucers. My wife gets mad at me when I tell people where those dishes came from. Heck, I always thought it was kind of a funny story.Oh, yeah, a few years later, I was still unmarried, standing in the kitchen of another apartment in another city, talking on the phone with the girl who would soon become my wife. This was before cell phones and cordless phones, and I had to go to the bathroom real bad. I didn't want to interrupt a long distance phone call, so I took one of those plates out of a cupboard, placed it on the kitchen floor, and took a dump onto it during the phone call. After the phone call, it cleaned up fine.