SERIOUSLY OT: Keep whoring alive, it's THREAD #5!!!

[TheSilentChamber]

Originally Posted by 00accord44

How have your fingers not fallen off yet?

They're pickled from keeping them in your mom's cooter too long.

[00accord44]

Originally Posted by CivicSpoon

I haven't check this year, but I know Comedy Central had a contest twice last year. You had to make your own pilot and then submit it, with the winner potentially getting it to be created as a full show. My friend and I were going to do it, but we just never had the motivation, and my camcorder is pretty ancient. Might want to look into it though.

The recording and having actors is the hard part for me. I mean, I'm 100% sure I could put together a crew but then you kinda need to trust the skillsez of the other people to make it work. I don't have a crew like that. All I got is me and Final Draft cranking out pages. Got three episodes of one half hour sitcom waiting in the wings and a first draft of an hour long something (its comedy and shit blowing up) pilot

So I got about 150 pages of scripts and not much plans of how to get them to a screen.

[00accord44]

Originally Posted by TheSilentChamber

They're pickled from keeping them in your mom's cooter too long.

My mom's box is totally acidic no way he lasts more than a few min in there. I totally wrecked that shit on the way out. All kinds of aerosol cans and styrofoam cups left in there. I think there might be a dead bird with a 6-pack ring on his beak too

[CivicSpoon]

Originally Posted by CivicSpoon

So I had the wonderful experience of getting another flat tire tonight. This time was pretty bad though. I started hearing some noise, over the radio, and when I got to a stop light, I could clearly see the front passenger side was lower that the drivers. I attempted to pull into a gas station, right in front of a truck, luckily they were smart enough to move to the other lane & not hit me (much smarter than me I suppose). So I pull up to the air machine thingy, see that my tire is completely flat, oh & the nozzle on the god damn machine has been broken off. I grabbed the little ass spare and jack it up, sure enough I rode on it enough to cut right through the side wall. Oh, and of course no one has ever looked at the spare, let alone used it, so it had completely deflated over the past 16 years (damn thing takes 60 psi!) My close by friend has a twisted meniscus in his knee or some shit, so I had to have my dad run an air compressor to me.

God forbid my parents spend their money on something useful, like replacing tires on their car that have 1/8th inch worth of tread, instead of some kitchen gadget or new swifer/vacuum hybrid that they'll never even take out of the fucking box. No, lets ignore out son who told us we desperately need new tires for the past year, and buy some more junk.

[CivicSpoon]

Originally Posted by TheSilentChamber

They're pickled from keeping them in your mom's cooter too long.

Jesus this page turned a pretty fucked up corner pretty quick.

Originally Posted by 00accord44

My mom's box is totally acidic no way he lasts more than a few min in there. I totally wrecked that shit on the way out. All kinds of aerosol cans and styrofoam cups left in there. I think there might be a dead bird with a 6-pack ring on his beak too

Did you spray paint your name and leave the door open on your way out?

[TheSilentChamber]

Originally Posted by CivicSpoon

Jesus this page turned a pretty fucked up corner pretty quick.


Did you spray paint your name and leave the door open on your way out?

Is it bad that the very first thing that came to my mind was "if he was being born he doesn't have a name yet.". As we all know from the abortion clinic Counselors - If it doesn't have a name it doesn't exist yet.

[TheSilentChamber]

Originally Posted by TheSilentChamber

Is it bad that the very first thing that came to my mind was "if he was being born he doesn't have a name yet.". As we all know from the abortion clinic Counselors - If it doesn't have a name it doesn't exist yet.

Reverse that. Whatever, you know what I mean.

[TheSilentChamber]

Originally Posted by TheSilentChamber

Reverse that. Whatever, you know what I mean.

Play their own does the right I need to lay off the guy and you

[TheSilentChamber]

Originally Posted by TheSilentChamber

Play their own does the right I need to lay off the guy and you

That was my BlackBerry voice to texting "wait, no, that was right, I need to lay off the ganja.". Hhaaaha technology.

[CivicSpoon]

Originally Posted by TheSilentChamber

That was my BlackBerry voice to texting "wait, no, that was right, I need to lay off the ganja.". Hhaaaha technology.

I was about to ask you how stoned & drunk you were lol

[CivicSpoon]

Originally Posted by TheSilentChamber

Is it bad that the very first thing that came to my mind was "if he was being born he doesn't have a name yet.". As we all know from the abortion clinic Counselors - If it doesn't have a name it doesn't exist yet.

Abortion clinic counselors? I've never has sales associate at Walmart counsel me when I bought wire coat hangers. Oregon is a strange place it seems...

[TheSilentChamber]

Originally Posted by CivicSpoon

I was about to ask you how stoned & drunk you were lol

Good question. Let's break it down. Irs 7:37pm. I arrived home approximately one hour ago. I've smoked two bowels, approximately .75 grams. And I've consumed one beer - Elysian Bifrost Winter Ale; 22oz, 7.6% abv.

[TheSilentChamber]

Originally Posted by CivicSpoon

Abortion clinic counselors? I've never has sales associate at Walmart counsel me when I bought wire coat hangers. Oregon is a strange place it seems...

Oh, this gets a standing O. Going on the ballet for reply of the year.

[TheSilentChamber]

Originally Posted by TheSilentChamber

Good question. Let's break it down. Irs 7:37pm. I arrived home approximately one hour ago. I've smoked two bowels, approximately .75 grams. And I've consumed one beer - Elysian Bifrost Winter Ale; 22oz, 7.6% abv.

Scratch that, three bowels.

[CivicSpoon]

Originally Posted by TheSilentChamber

Oh, this gets a standing O. Going on the ballet for reply of the year.

Damn, thank you very much. The incredibly strange part was that a standing "O" started the whole excursion to Walmart in the first place.