Thread Hi-Jacking
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Deuteronomy
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You didn't put 100% as an option. I bet it's closer to 100 than it is 99. 
CGamer
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Actually I'd venture to say cheese would have been a good option.
treebranch
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So who has had Coldstone? Isn't it YUMMY!
ewoksrule
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4 posts before someone hijacked. Seeing that this thread will probably hit about 45 posts before it leaves the front page and at the best 3 more posts are on topic thats 6 out of 45 posts so thats about 87% hijacked...
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treebranch
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No fair, you tried to bring it back on topic... So how about coldstone?
Deuteronomy
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I love Coldstone. They also have a local icecream store here called the Marble Slab, and it's also good.
Beriale
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Go Redwings! Detroit Hockey FTW!!
Baddwin
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So if a thread is intended for hijacking and in it you end up talking about something actually meaningful, does it then count as hijacked?
Brain...twisting....inside out....more confused than Barbarino.....
So - what does purple smell like, anyway?
Brain...twisting....inside out....more confused than Barbarino.....
So - what does purple smell like, anyway?
Deuteronomy
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That never occurred to me. So in reality, there's no way 100% could be hijacked. Maybe a very slim chance, if someone posts just before it gets locked, but that possibility is minuscule.
CGamer
Gnome Priest
I seem to recall a statement similar to the odds of rolling a 100 is a million to one.
Avesther
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Cammanism FTW!!!
*WALL*
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spam?
treebranch
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Anyone have funny stories about squirrels?
Baddwin
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As a matter of fact, I do.
We had a ton of squirrels on campus when I was in college (Texas, Fight!). We used to sit out on the West Mall and watch them running around and hopping from tree to tree during lunch. Friends and I used to joke around about them, wondering if they ever fell.
As it turns out, they do.
One Spring day we were watching a particularly frenetic squirrel dashing madcap about the treetops. He made a leap onto a branch, only to have it snap as he landed. He probably fell about 20-25 feet, and landed on the concrete with an audible *pop*. We all cringed, and watched to see if he was OK.
He laid there stunned for a minute, and then slowly lifted his head, and gave it a good shake, like a dog shaking water off of his fur. I could just imagine the Bugs Bunny "e-i-e-i-e-i-e-i-e-i-e" sound effect in the background. He got to his feet, and then seemed to look around with exaggerated casualness, as if to see if anyone had been watching. He spotted the nearest tree trunk, and headed off for it. The only problem was that his head was still obviously spinning, as his attempts to reach it had him wandering off about 30 degrees from the direction he was trying to go. He looked as if he was sloshed off of his rocker.
At this point, we all realized that he was OK, and were partaking in serious rofl mow-ing. His pained attempts finally got him to the tree, and he staggered his way up the trunk, corkscrewing his way around it. A few feet up, he crossed behind the tree, and we didn't see him again. A few minutes later it was time to head to my next class (yeah, I'm sure I was heading to class. Well...probably...), and my route took me past the tree in question. As I passed, I looked for our furry friend, and he was still clutching the trunk, about 4 feet off the ground. I could see his eyes were still about 3 sizes too big, and he had a "WHAT just happened??" look on his face.
Well, at least I now know that gravity still applies to little furry things.
We had a ton of squirrels on campus when I was in college (Texas, Fight!). We used to sit out on the West Mall and watch them running around and hopping from tree to tree during lunch. Friends and I used to joke around about them, wondering if they ever fell.
As it turns out, they do.
One Spring day we were watching a particularly frenetic squirrel dashing madcap about the treetops. He made a leap onto a branch, only to have it snap as he landed. He probably fell about 20-25 feet, and landed on the concrete with an audible *pop*. We all cringed, and watched to see if he was OK.
He laid there stunned for a minute, and then slowly lifted his head, and gave it a good shake, like a dog shaking water off of his fur. I could just imagine the Bugs Bunny "e-i-e-i-e-i-e-i-e-i-e" sound effect in the background. He got to his feet, and then seemed to look around with exaggerated casualness, as if to see if anyone had been watching. He spotted the nearest tree trunk, and headed off for it. The only problem was that his head was still obviously spinning, as his attempts to reach it had him wandering off about 30 degrees from the direction he was trying to go. He looked as if he was sloshed off of his rocker.
At this point, we all realized that he was OK, and were partaking in serious rofl mow-ing. His pained attempts finally got him to the tree, and he staggered his way up the trunk, corkscrewing his way around it. A few feet up, he crossed behind the tree, and we didn't see him again. A few minutes later it was time to head to my next class (yeah, I'm sure I was heading to class. Well...probably...), and my route took me past the tree in question. As I passed, I looked for our furry friend, and he was still clutching the trunk, about 4 feet off the ground. I could see his eyes were still about 3 sizes too big, and he had a "WHAT just happened??" look on his face.
Well, at least I now know that gravity still applies to little furry things.
Avesther
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I have a story about a squirel, it's a bit nuts.
Where
New Member
lol
*WALL*
New Member
Truely a knee slapper....sad thing is I wish I had said it first....
As a matter of fact, I do.
We had a ton of squirrels on campus when I was in college (Texas, Fight!). We used to sit out on the West Mall and watch them running around and hopping from tree to tree during lunch. Friends and I used to joke around about them, wondering if they ever fell.
As it turns out, they do.
One Spring day we were watching a particularly frenetic squirrel dashing madcap about the treetops. He made a leap onto a branch, only to have it snap as he landed. He probably fell about 20-25 feet, and landed on the concrete with an audible *pop*. We all cringed, and watched to see if he was OK.
He laid there stunned for a minute, and then slowly lifted his head, and gave it a good shake, like a dog shaking water off of his fur. I could just imagine the Bugs Bunny "e-i-e-i-e-i-e-i-e-i-e" sound effect in the background. He got to his feet, and then seemed to look around with exaggerated casualness, as if to see if anyone had been watching. He spotted the nearest tree trunk, and headed off for it. The only problem was that his head was still obviously spinning, as his attempts to reach it had him wandering off about 30 degrees from the direction he was trying to go. He looked as if he was sloshed off of his rocker.
At this point, we all realized that he was OK, and were partaking in serious rofl mow-ing. His pained attempts finally got him to the tree, and he staggered his way up the trunk, corkscrewing his way around it. A few feet up, he crossed behind the tree, and we didn't see him again. A few minutes later it was time to head to my next class (yeah, I'm sure I was heading to class. Well...probably...), and my route took me past the tree in question. As I passed, I looked for our furry friend, and he was still clutching the trunk, about 4 feet off the ground. I could see his eyes were still about 3 sizes too big, and he had a "WHAT just happened??" look on his face.
Well, at least I now know that gravity still applies to little furry things.
**OFFICIAL ICTHUS TRUTH STAMP**
I can varifiy this story. I was not present but knew others who were and repeated the story. This myth is now CONFIRMED.