Damn, our redneck mafia is way cheaper. Granted I think Laem has more interested ways to disposed of material, to put it kindly.Laemkral wrote: But if you do choose the first option... around $20K and no questions asked. All I'm gonna say.
What I lack in discounts I make up for in customer service. If you aren't fully satisfied with your hit, my business associate Mr. Glock will answer all your questions.mrs_rkolter wrote:Damn, our redneck mafia is way cheaper. Granted I think Laem has more interested ways to disposed of material, to put it kindly.Laemkral wrote: But if you do choose the first option... around $20K and no questions asked. All I'm gonna say.
I have to admit, I'm interested in hearing Mr. Glock's spiel.Laemkral wrote:If you aren't fully satisfied with your hit, my business associate Mr. Glock will answer all your questions.
It's when someone uses your own words against you, by topping whatever you say in order to make your experience seem less and theirs seem more. i.e. when Robby said he practices guitar, Stupidhead jumped in to say he also plays guitar, but he plays in a band and he had gigs.Toxic wrote:What exactly is a "one-upping stool"?Killbert-Robby wrote:Seriously, this guy insists on being literally everywhere I am because I'm like his little one-upping stool
that one was worthy of Joel.Legendary wrote:I have to admit, I'm interesting in hearing Mr. Glock's spiel.Laemkral wrote:If you aren't fully satisfied with your hit, my business associate Mr. Glock will answer all your questions.
Frighteningly, this stuff is all very spot on... but maybe you're right. Arsenic in his salad WOULD help. Or in the quantities I'm thinking, more like salad in his arsenic. And my sympathies, this is pretty much what I've got going here as well. Like when he took my position in this company we had as a school activity, and made a big deal about "how everything did could be scrapped." And how awesome his new work was. Douche. I'll try and rustle up 20k.Lieutenant Locust wrote:It's when someone uses your own words against you, by topping whatever you say in order to make your experience seem less and theirs seem more. i.e. when Robby said he practices guitar, Stupidhead jumped in to say he also plays guitar, but he plays in a band and he had gigs.Toxic wrote:What exactly is a "one-upping stool"?Killbert-Robby wrote:Seriously, this guy insists on being literally everywhere I am because I'm like his little one-upping stool
I know people like that, and I really feel for you because I was in your position once. My grandmother and all her friends thought this one individual (another family member, to my misfortune) was wonderful, but he made friends with them by making fun of every aspect about me. I made salad, he said he tasted the arsenic in it. I ate ice cream, he said it was fun to watch me eat because I ate like a retard. He managed to insult me in every conversation.
further proof that one should never get on ryan's bad side.rkolter wrote:Killing him involves a lot of things you don't want to be involved in.
On the other hand, you are likely to be travelling with this guy now, right? That does imply that you will have access to his luggage at some point - for example, you could have to go to the bathroom and run back in while everyone else waits for you.
Take a small piece of fiberglass insulation - about 2 inches on a side, with you in a ziplock baggie, along with a pair of dishwashing gloves.
When that opportunity arises, remove a pair of his clean underwear, put on the gloves, and SCRUB the insulation into the underwear. Get all parts, both inside and out, and the "pocket". Work it in. Crush up the insulation and wad it inside the underwear. Wring it. Rip the insulation so there are ragged edges and do it all over again. Get that insulation all over that underwear. Make the two things into one.
Then, refold the underwear and replace it where you found it. Grab the insulation, turn the gloves inside-out, put them in the baggie, and dispose of the baggie later on in a public trash can.
I assure you, fiberglass bits in his butt, scrotum, crotch, penis, and thighs will be horrible. Worse, since it will transfer to his pants, when he replaces the underwear, he'll still get some agrivation. The bits are all but invisible and the crime is all but indetectable. Just be sure not to wash your clothing with his, or in the first wash after his.
You may not enjoy your vacation, but you can enjoy his complete and utter discomfort in the form of a glass-induced road-rash that will last for days.
If you're seriously interested in resolving the situation and not just complaining while not doing anything, then I think Rkolter's given a good advice. You can retort to every advice with "that won't work because..." which is a good system if you're too oportunistic to actively do anything, but if you're really keen on not geting your trip ruined, you should stand up and seriously have a talk with some people. That's really the only way.rkolter wrote:Talk to your buddies you want to visit, privately. Tell them the situation. If they're buddies from that long, maybe they'll understand. Point them to this thread, seriously. You're more honest here than you will be to them face to face or over the phone.
See if you can get them to ditch him along with you. Then make up an excuse. Something legendary. I suggest...
"So these two guys run past us and duck into an alley and suddenly people are screaming at us. I'm looking around all confused, and then the police show and we bolt because drinking on the streets is illegal. Before we know it, we're in jail... We pay the fine and they let us out, and determine it was mistaken identity and we weren't the kind to steal some lady's purse, but they didn't give us our fee back and now we're so far off track we just decided the hell with it!"
Call around day two. Cop a plea and say you don't want anyone else to be strand- and then hang up mid-sentence.
Call back a day or two later... keep this up. You'll have a good time, and your friends will tell stories for years.
Oh! Can I be the test dummy? Please?Laemkral wrote:Ryan, you're hired onto the crew. Lego can be the guy who makes things, you come up with sinister stuff, and I make it happen. Sparrow can be the token hot girl in leather.
Together, we are the Revengers!
