Author Topic: I got owned.  (Read 1440 times)

Today I was sitting at lunch with my friends. A girl walks by, and she is obviously selling chocolate bars, and my friend asks, "How much?", and she tells him "25 cents". After she walks away, I say, "Thats really cheap, do you think she has aids?" and my friends don't understand, and so I tell them, they laugh, then she comes back. They say, "He called you a hooker!" I deny it, but soon she comes back, adn she takes my chair. (I didn't relize she did) so I try sitting down, I don't sit on my chair, and the water I am holding gets all on me, and I get milk on. But the girl was in 8th grade, so I feel a little bit better, but I was still owned.

TL;DR Some 9th grade girl wanted to buy me a cupcake, but then I hit her with GLaDOS


Where the hell is the "Make Sense of this story" button on this post :C

 What the ... ?

 Hah. I get the same problems. 8TH grade sucked ass, the only upside was that I got to see my teachers 25-year-old nipples.  :cookieMonster:

 So loving glad I'm in High School nao.

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 FACK J00

Haha, you unfortunate twat.

Where's the easy button?


wait

glados say Thats really cheap, do you think she has aids?

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Do you mean gelados, as in Portuguese ice cream?

Today I was sitting at lunch with my friends. A girl walks by, and she is obviously selling chocolate bars, and my friend asks, "How much?", and she tells him "25 cents". After she walks away, I say, "Thats really cheap, do you think she has aids?" and my friends don't understand, and so I tell them, they laugh, then she comes back. They say, "He called you a hooker!" I deny it, but soon she comes back, adn she takes my chair. (I didn't relize she did) so I try sitting down, I don't sit on my chair, and the water I am holding gets all on me, and I get milk on. But the girl was in 8th grade, so I feel a little bit better, but I was still owned.

TL;DR Some 9th grade girl wanted to buy me a cupcake, but then I hit her with GLaDOS

I hate friends like that, you make one small joke about someone and they're all like "Ehhhhhh he called you gay!!omgomgomg1" and it's like; yeah, whatever, learn to take a joke and quit being such bitches about it. And people who tell you about what they said about you behind your back. I thought the point of talking behind someones back was to not let them know, handicaps.

Unless you like to use embarrassment as the joke. My friends do it all the time to each other. It's a better thing to do than that game from Waiting.