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This is a question I'm going to Hell...

...because I said the Lord's Prayer backwards at a funeral to summon up the Goat of Mendes, Freddie Woo tells us. Tell us why you're doomed.

Thanks to Kaol for the suggestion

(, Thu 11 Dec 2008, 13:09)
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Don’t have an Aneucardioepi
A couple of weeks back, me and a friend were chatting online via MSN. The topic was about computers as she and her bloke are on a mission to collect most types of console and computer system. She was hoping to win her bloke a Spectrum +3 for Xmas on eBay but was outbid at the last minute. Their place is full of consoles and computers of various systems old and new and is quite a collection.

We also stumbled across a site that was full of discontinued computer systems of days gone by (weirdly, we discovered there was a Commodore 65 that was never released, and a portable colour screen Commodore 64 which I think is called the SX64). A look on a certain popular video streaming website revealed old adverts for computer systems from back in the day. We discover a video of an American advertisement by a very excitable Steve Ballmer selling Windows 1.0.

The IM conversation went like this:

Me: Wow, he’s a bit excitable!
R: Yeah, just a bit
Me: He will give himself an aneurysm…
R: Or possibly a heart attack…
Me: Or maybe a aneurysm and a heart attack…
R: Or a heart attack and epileptic fit
Me: Maybe all three of them.
R: Yeah, he could have an Aneucardioepi
Me: ROFL!! LMAO!!

She rang up and we had tears in our eyes laughing at the portmanteau that she created from aneurysm, cardiac arrest, and epileptic fit. I had pains in my stomach from laughing at the combination she created, and sniggered about it for hours. It was one of those daft humourous things that if you thought about it a few days later in public walking around somewhere would make you snigger and get strange stares from strangers as you would look like a total mentalist sniggering at what the casual observer would assume was nothing.

Fast forward to this week.

I arrive at work one morning this week, and discovered that a work colleague had passed out in the warehouse before clocking off. He was discovered by another member of staff who tried to bring him around with CPR. It was too late, and the poor guy had passed away. If its your time to shuffle off the mortal coil, as always, The Reaper doesn’t give a stuff where you are, who you are, or what you are doing – if your number is up, then it’s, well…up.

I rang my friend this week for a natter after work, and conversation turns around to the unfortunate passing of said work colleague and what had happened. The guy in question was in his early 50’s, and was a big guy – a bit like Brian Blessed crossed with Rab C Nesbitt or something. He had epilepsy and was barred from driving due to having regular fits (he did have a nice burly 4x4 with chrome bull bars and spotlights on the top of the roof rack like some form of jungle safari wagon or something).
My work colleagues believe at this moment in time believe that he probably had an epileptic fit, which probably sparked off a heart attack at the same time, which seems highly likely. After explaining this to my friend, we suddenly realise a horrible thought:

The guy quite literally had what we had joked about a couple of weeks ago: An Aneucardioepi

We now feel quite horrible about laughing at the combination we created that probably did cause the guys death. I feel upset about the poor guy’s demise, and how his family are going to cope with what will be an awful Christmas for them.

This is probably on the top ten list of wrong things I am worthy of going to hell for,

RIP Arthur Sixpence (as he was referred to in jest by his work mates).
(, Wed 17 Dec 2008, 21:34, 7 replies)
That's not so bad
If the word had sprung to mind when you were being told about your colleague, and prompted you to give a hearty booming laugh in front of the entire warehouse, then perhaps...
(, Thu 18 Dec 2008, 5:54, closed)
unlikely?
i thought an aneurysm was a swollen blood vessel whose walls then became too weak to contain the blood within (most dangerous in an artery) resulting in massive internal bleeding ...

so feel a bit better, he might have had a "cardioepi", but surely it's a bit unlikely that he also just happened to have an aneurysm waiting to kick off as well?

;)
(, Thu 18 Dec 2008, 6:05, closed)
A fair comment
For the record, me and my friends are just office admin and not doctors.

On the basis of what you say, I guess a "Cardioepi" would be more plausible.
(, Thu 18 Dec 2008, 8:47, closed)
lol
wasnt meaning to put you down! (i am also not a doctor, maybe one day)

i just wanted to make you feel better about not descending (too far) into hell :D
(, Thu 18 Dec 2008, 10:24, closed)
Fair doos
Got to love the reply from The Incredible Sulk. A deliciously warped reply ;-)

I feel a bit better now. Cheers dudes!
(, Thu 18 Dec 2008, 12:44, closed)
is it wrong of me to wonder...
...if he got paid up until the moment he was buried? I mean he hadn't actually clocked off, and could conceivably report for work the next day*.

* offer only applies to fundamentalists.
(, Thu 18 Dec 2008, 12:12, closed)
Yeah
Could still continue as a zombie perhaps, unless he gets cremated! ;-)
(, Thu 18 Dec 2008, 12:48, closed)

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