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Random Moments

superboyian

superboyian

Former Co-Owner
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In this thread, we talk about what random things happened today or in the past.
From the good things that happened to something just completely random happened out of the blue.

If you have any random moments, post here. :D
 
When I was about 12, I discovered that hitting a can of compressed spray paint with an axe results in you getting totally squirted and getting blinded for a few minutes. In my defense, the can seemed empty. :whistle:
 
Once when I was camping in the woods,
I made a little house out of sticks that scared
a girl. I didn't mean to scare her. The house
was about 12 by 12 by 12 inches. I used some
tiny nails to hold it together. She thought it
had been made by fairies.
 
only a few days ago, I was driving on a country road in the middle of nowhere. It was a wet and dreary day, and I spun out and nearly ended up in a ditch.
 
When my family was visiting a museum in Oregon, my mom had us all wear orange in case if we got separated. We all did get separated and I found my dad after a half an hour of wandering around. As we were walking back to the entrance, my dad said, "So where are your brothers?" A second later we looked out the front window and saw an orange figure running towards the giant statue in the courtyard and another orange figure sitting on top of the statue. :D
 
Some classmates and I were sitting/standing outside our classroom at college, waiting for our tutor. Further up the corridor, a 'well padded' lady, in black leggings with a bright pink, long sleeved sweater exited the ladies toilets, walking away from where I was sitting. Tucked in the back of her leggings waist band was a 3 to 4 foot length of white (un-used) toilet paper, swishing, swaying and fluttering behind her. Before I could get my brain in to gear, and shout after her, to let her know, she had disapeared through the double doors, pressumably, on her way to a class.
 
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