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Most burgers work better upside down. The bottom bun is to thin and wimpy to support the weight of a hamburger plus toppings. When will bun makers realize this?
Edit: Also, a random fact about me: I once slept through a bear attack.
I once had to sleep on a mattress that smells like mummy. They had been stored in the same room as the mummies and thus had acquired their particular bouquet.
I first flew alone on a jet airplane when I was maybe 13 years old, on a Boeing 747.
The stewardess introduced me to the captain, who had me sit in the Navigator chair. Then, he showed me how to start up the engines... and had me start the engines on the jet! I remember he was very nearby, but it was my hand on each lever, pulling them down as a counter hit the half-way point. Finally, he let me sit in the navigator chair as we taxied out to the runway and took off!
It was so awesome.
Times, they sure have changed...
Crossfire: "Thank you! That explains it very nicely, and in a language that someone other than a physicist can understand..."
Denial is not falsification. You can't avoid a fact just because you don't like it.
"Data" is not the plural of "anecdote"
I fell asleep in theatre once. I was watching "Paris, Texas". I woke up after about ten minutes, realised that I didn't miss anything, and watched the film through to the end, it turned out really good movie.
Fading Aura wrote:I gave myself a tattoo in sixth grade. The method of conveyance was a pencil stabbed into the right knee. The graphite broke off, so there you have it. Instant dot tattoo.
I have that in my thumb. Once, like, last year, I sanitized a pair of tweezers and a scalpel and tunneled down to it, but I couldn't get it out.
Oh well
I've got one on my right wrist, only my little brother's to blame for that one.
I got to participate in an autopsy for the first time when I was 13. My second when I was 15. I even got to hold the guys brain, heart, lungs, liver, and some other innards. Didn't find it at all repulsive or icky.
Flying people are the best kind. When I was like 4 I met an English paratrooper in my great-gran's building, and (he really is the nicest man ever) he gave me his jump wings. It's the headliner in my WWII paraphernalia collection.
SergeXIII wrote:I can't see the big E on an eye chart.
Neither can I. I can't even see the chart.
there's a chart?!
-D. M. Jeftinija Pharm.D., Ph.D. -- Yes, I've got two doctorates and I'm arrogant about it, what have *you* done with *your* life?
"People who don't care about anything will never understand the people who do." "yeah.. but we won't care."
"Legostar's on the first page of the guide. His opinion is worth more than both of yours."--Yeahduff
My earliest memory is getting on an airplane when I was 2 years old. For some reason, at the time I thought we were walking inside the wing (it was actually the jetway thing that hooks up to the plane door) which left me thinking maybe the memory was nonsense for years, until I got on a plane when I was like 12 and realized what I remembered.
2nd oldest memory is falling in a water puddle in my little peppermint striped business suit at 3. We were going to get our family photo taken. Its on a wall somewhere in our house.
Sharp Hall. - Ya know... don't even go there. Very NSFW
Watching my best friend give birth was the most surreal experience of my entire life.
I think I spent the next week randomly telling people "Fuck. I think I'm grown up now" and worrying about the fact that I'd only just realized it.
I told my Dad this.
He says I'm all grown up but when I mentioned certain people trying to talk me into getting pregnant, he said "DONT YOU DARE."
