B3tans...I ask you!
I think we should try to cheer up, but more than just "I've had a good day", let's go for a full scale happy OT!

What happened on your favourite day ever?

Mine in replies.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:47, 97 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Nothing bad.

( Cawl, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:47, Reply)

Ballachulish, Argyll
May 26th 2007 - got married to the most wonderful person.
(Eds Meds Mathskillz=1,Socialskillz=0, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:48, Reply)

I fucked your mum
and ate a biscuit.
(PsychoChomp, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:48, Reply)

Favourite day ever?
what are you 12?

Oh on my favouritest day ever, I rode a unicorn named sparkles and ran over some INTERNET BULLIES in my honda accord with my amazing ninja skillzorz
( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:49, Reply)

I don't know if this "lets all be happy thursday"
is more or less annoying than yesterdays "music wednesday"
(PsychoChomp, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:52, Reply)

We can't help it if you have shit taste in music
Besides, two suicide threats in a couple of days tends to get to some people
( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:52, Reply)

Who was the second?

(Bazongaloid, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:54, Reply)

DON'T ASK QUESTIONS OR I'LL KILL MYSELF AGAIN.

( Cawl, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:54, Reply)

Weapon of choice?

( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:55, Reply)

Rectally inserted sausages

(Bazongaloid, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:56, Reply)

Nice

( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:57, Reply)

Not after they've been used.

(Bazongaloid, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:58, Reply)

Eating paper.

( Cawl, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:56, Reply)

Some american at about midnight,
I was very helpful.
(PsychoChomp, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:54, Reply)

Tdub last night

( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:55, Reply)

Oh ffs.
It's like a game of horrific one-upmanship.
(Bazongaloid, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:55, Reply)

Hmmm...
I find it worryingly difficult to turn a challenge down.
( Cawl, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:59, Reply)

Go KAY-AL
It's your deathday
It's your deathday
It's your deathday

Go KAY-AL

It's your deathday
It's your deathday
It's your deathday
(Bazongaloid, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:02, Reply)

I need a few days to prepare.
Al, you sort out the light aircraft.
PoD, you can get the explosives.
I'll ask Captain V to get me the nuns.
( Cawl, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:07, Reply)

Sounds like a fair plan
Beats packing any day.
(PenguinOfDeath is Scottish, and most likely angry, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:08, Reply)

Ok.
I want 900lbs of C4.
( Cawl, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:11, Reply)

Why do you people insist on working in lbs?
Come on now, I want it in kgs, or no boom-boom-blocks for you.
(PenguinOfDeath is Scottish, and most likely angry, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:13, Reply)

409.09 Kgs.
Thanks.
( Cawl, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:14, Reply)

There we go
That wasn't hard now, was it?
(PenguinOfDeath is Scottish, and most likely angry, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:18, Reply)

Ok
But the nuns will be "well used".
( Captain V, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:40, Reply)

Oh noes
It's going to be like the espresso challenge all over again...
(PenguinOfDeath is Scottish, and most likely angry, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:02, Reply)

I blame the spate of music related threads
but most of all I blame you.
(PsychoChomp, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:54, Reply)

Nope, you got the digits the wrong way round.
Realistically, we were just bandying words round the office, and someone asked me this question, I just though it would be interesting to get other people's too.

Still, I'll go kick a child so I can get back into the OT mindset *smack*

Cunt!

Much better :D
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:58, Reply)

That's the spirit
It was the phrasing that tickled me and made me think you were 12
( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:03, Reply)

Haha
It took me about 10 minutes, and I still couldn't think of a better way to put it!

Any suggestions will be happily considered!
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:05, Reply)

every time I have a good time...
I think THAT was my favourite time ever. Either I have short -term amnesia, or I'm very easily pleased, or I have a natural joie de vivre, or all of the above.
So last night was my favourite day ever.
Anything involving shitty little fariground rides are also my favourite day ever. Dance-offs with strangers too.
I'm off again...

EDIT:
and when you wake up with dried club-mud on your arm and you have bruises.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:51, Reply)

It was 2005...
I know that much.

I'd been acquaintances with a girl for years, we'd never got on that well, but I got on with her friends, and vice versa.

Then, over about 6 months of texting, phoning and emailing we developed rather deep feelings for each other. She lived in Southport, while I lived in Congleton, it wasn't easy. It was nothing official, but still felt like it.

I had a week booked off work, where I would be travelling up to see my old friends, and would be only a bus ride away from Southport, so I decided to make plans to see her. She sounded as excited as I was, and so we agreed on a date.

More than a little bit nervous, I got on the bus, and travelled to see a girl I hadn't seen in the flesh for over a year. When I got to her house, I was directed to the top floor, where I found her sat on her bed, gently dozing. I lay next to her, and kissed her gently on the cheek, waking her up. That was at 10am.

We didn't leave that bed until 8pm. We spent a few hours having the sort of fun you'd expect, but the rest of the time we just lay cuddled into one another, feeling the others skin pressed up against us.

I ended up staying the night, and we did the same.

When I left the next day, I promised I'd see her again in a month or so, as we began to make arrangements to go away for a weekend together. That was the last time I saw her.

About 2 weeks later, a girl I lived near (who I'd been chatting to for a while) admitted she fancied me, and asked if I liked her back. I admitted I did, and she proceeded to ask me out.

Blah blah, long story short, I called off everything with the girl from Southport. I have no regrets for choosing the congleton girl, I had two wonderful years with her. But I still feel like a bit of a tool when I think about how I let Southport girl down.

But I still look back on that day with happiness, and always will.


I'd apologise for length, but neither of them seemed to mind.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:56, Reply)

Line breaks; check
Claims of sexual prowess; check
Length joke; check

textbook, just textbook.
(PsychoChomp, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:59, Reply)

You want a what?

( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:00, Reply)

INTERNET LIES

( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:03, Reply)

FACT.

(Ethelred is watching cheese grow, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:04, Reply)

Nope
This is all 100% true
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:08, Reply)

I'd like you to admit that sleeping with someone you had "deep feelings" for
then arranging to go away for the weekend with her then cancelling it all in a couple of weeks and going off with someone else makes you a dick.
Even if you have no regrets.
(PsychoChomp, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:04, Reply)

I agree
It does make me a complete and utter dick.

I have no regrets for the relationship, not for letting the other girl down, that is something I still feel guilty about.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:07, Reply)

oh, well ok then,
...I was expecting more of a comeback there.
(PsychoChomp, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:08, Reply)

Sorry
Erm...Piss off?

Sorry, I'm not very good at this.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:10, Reply)

things change
we've all done it.
Maybe she went off the idea after that day too. Maybe it was just a nice isolated thing.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:07, Reply)

The poor fellow
Opens his heart to us b3tans. Only for you to stab him with your despicable /talk crap banter. Shame on you.

Shaaaammmmmmeeeeeeeeeee
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:03, Reply)

Lets be honest
This is kind of what you expect from OT now.
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:15, Reply)

but the rest of the time we just lay cuddled into one another, feeling the others skin pressed up against us
What kind of nampy-pampy girlie shit is that?

You can tell you've not had any Spike influence for a while. Perhaps this need to be rectified tomorrow night
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:01, Reply)

by rectified
do you mean you are going to do something to his rectum?
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:03, Reply)

More along the lines of
ply him with cocaine and alcohol THEN do something to his rectum
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:04, Reply)

Oh, how cute...
Hasn't little spike been paid any attention recently?
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:04, Reply)

No :0(
and I'm starting to feel unloved.
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:06, Reply)

Ah
Brings back memories of bus-trips to Southport with my first proper love. I was seventeen. *wavy lines*
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:02, Reply)

STOP STALKING ME!
or I'll get the fear!
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:03, Reply)

you talking to me?
Or chewin a brick?
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:06, Reply)

Chewing a brick!
Now that's a term I haven't heard in a long time!

Whereabouts are you from?
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:07, Reply)

Liverpool
and I didn't think of the 'chewin a brick' part until I actually typed "Are you talking to me?"
It's made me giggle.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:09, Reply)

Nice!
I'm a plastic scouser, come from Skelmersdale!
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:10, Reply)

you could've said Ormskirk
I'd have been non-the-wiser but I'd have thought you were 'a bit posh like'. And inbred.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:11, Reply)

Haha
One thing always amused me about the Skem/Ormskirk divide.

Everyone from Ormskirk though that Skem was full of scum, and was dangerous (pretty true)

Everyone from Skem thought that Ormskirk was full of poncey tossers who were just as scummy (also pretty true)

Yet the only time I ever got jumped, was while walking down the poshest road in Ormskirk. Was funny watching the posh arseholes trying to explain that away.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:15, Reply)

Then again...
I also went to school in Crosby, with kids as far as Southport one way, and Aigburth the other.

Strangely, there was no class divide. Even in a private school.

Never quite got that...
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:18, Reply)

Merchant Taylors?
Brainy or rich or both, kid?
kidding ; )
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:19, Reply)

Yep!
I'm a merchants kid!

Neither, thank god for Assisted places, haha!
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:25, Reply)

Oh indeed
I've heard St. Mary's is a right rip-off.
I used to pass Merchants and sigh wistfully thinking "I bet there are boys in cricket whites in there right now".
Again. I was 17. I'm sensing a theme for today.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:27, Reply)

You'd always be able to see it over the fence, haha.
I was there between 1997-2000.

Might you have been trying to perve on me? Haha.

St Marys was always full of tossers, so I never really regarded it!
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:30, Reply)

it's probable
but I was probably imagining you were Chris from Grange Hill.
I shouldn't tell people these things.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:35, Reply)

Hang on...
Isn't he the one who supposedly raped that girl in Barbados?
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 13:01, Reply)

yes
but in 1997 none of that had happened and I had a crush on him. And I was too old for him. But he was legal so it's ok.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 13:04, Reply)

Haha, fair enough!

( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 13:13, Reply)

*cough*
I was talking to you while chewing a brick

*chomps brick in a manly fashion*
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:11, Reply)

I once chewed some concrete
that fell out of a crack in my bedroom wall. I was 17 then as well. Must've been when it all went wrong. It was nice. I only nibbled at it. I love chalky crunchy things
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:14, Reply)

for some reason
I imagined you to be australian
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:15, Reply)

maybe it's that classy, refined, aldylike air
I think the first Aussies were all scousers anyway. You know, convict ships and other stereotypes

EDIT:
I could edit it to say 'ladylike', as I'd intended. But I'm more like an Aldi than a lady anyway...
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:17, Reply)

The leaving of Liverpool
That was a brilliant drama about scousers going to oz.
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:31, Reply)

I'm sure
some kids from my school were extras in that
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:33, Reply)

STOP STALKING ME!
:0)
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:40, Reply)

I don't mean to!
lad, you're scaring me! Chew some bricks and calm yourself!
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:42, Reply)

I can't help it
*chomps brick*
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:43, Reply)

I'll just daintily nibble this bit of wall-debris
thanksverymuch
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:45, Reply)

Just make sure...
You don't throw it up and try to catch it, that'll go wrong in a hurry!
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:54, Reply)

ouch!
YEAH
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 13:05, Reply)

Would improve the rest of his face though!
Tee hee
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 13:15, Reply)

When I saw my homeworld from orbit for the first time
Wait, that's a lie. My life is shit.
( jim_bob can herd cats., Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:04, Reply)

(Bazongaloid, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:10, Reply)

( fuck shit up the best you never had, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:46, Reply)

I wrote that for one of my OU assignments.
It's a bit shit.
And it's probably line-broken to hell!
EDIT: Ah well, it'll be tl;dr'd anyway :D
Although that morning it had been pouring down with rain, the only sign of this was the large umbrella she had been made to carry with her. The sky had cleared and the grass they sat on was warm. It was a rather large umbrella, which was quite inconvenient, but for the time being it lay amidst the food they had brought with them. The temperature – hadn’t they had a conversation about the temperature a few weeks before? – was ideal, crisp and cool, not quite autumnal but certainly not like August, or July. There had been fewer presents this year, but she didn’t mind. She hadn’t asked for much; she had felt she didn’t deserve the kindness of others. Of course she wanted them, but wouldn’t that have been selfish? There had been money, there had been jewellery. Those black shoes she had wanted, she had those. Yes, a size too big, but nothing an extra pair of socks wouldn’t fix. The best (or the most meaningful) was the poncho. Made from heavy blue thread of different shades, she had drawn comments from the teenagers sitting in the park. Can I borrow your picnic rug? Where’s the camel? It didn’t matter that ponchos had become severely unfashionable quite a while ago. It didn’t matter that she was unlikely to wear it again. It was hot, but that didn’t matter either. It was cooler in the shade, sitting under the trees in her poncho. All that seemed to matter was the person who had given it to her – the black-haired boy who had walked the wrong way up the train platform that morning.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:06, Reply)

I think today's going to be the bestest best day of my life, evah.

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:08, Reply)

Why's that?

( Cawl, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:09, Reply)

I like to wake up pretending that this is going to be the best day.
It's a good way to set me up.

Plus I made a lemon luchious cake last night.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:13, Reply)

he's got a butt plug in today.

(PsychoChomp, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:14, Reply)

I preffer 9-pin bowling anyway.

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:17, Reply)

ha ha,
what an image.
(PsychoChomp, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:20, Reply)

Haha!
Nicely done!
( Cawl, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:21, Reply)

If some of your irrepressible happiness could rub off on me
I'd be quite a happy man today.

*Stresses*
( jim_bob can herd cats., Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:10, Reply)

Fake it 'till you make it, baby.

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:14, Reply)

Hmmm...
I know a couple of women like that.
( jim_bob can herd cats., Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:16, Reply)

It really does work, a dose of Man Up helps too.
I also don't do emo online or infront of most people, anymore (well, I do sometimes, but rarely).
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:20, Reply)

1st July 2008
I don't even know what happened that day. Possibly I got a bill in the post and ran out of bread. Some mundane shit like that. I do know that in comparison to 2nd July 2008 there were rainbows and bluebirds and motherfucking sunshine because it was the last truly great day: 24 hours later, Off Topic appeared.
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:13, Reply)

You don't have to come here though
But you're drawn to it by morbid curiosity, in the same manner as rubberneckers slowing down to look at a car crash!
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:16, Reply)

I don't have to be on the Interweb at all
but the alternative is doing work.
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 12:18, Reply)