Strange things that have happened to you

I am going to grab a snack (buffet) here shortly, and when I get home, I am going to take a big garbage. 

Another crazy thing about me.

Crazy garbage there everyone.

Sometimes at work I will be thinking or talk about a customer I have not heard from in a while and then I get a call or email from them.

When I used to get high a lot many weird things happened but, I was so fucked up I cannot remember much.

 This is complete and utter bull garbage!

I took a piss today without concentrating

Shit

Okay this is strange. Every time want to post the four letter word for fecal matter, the word "garbage" comes up instead. I'm gonna try it one more time...

Shit... oh wow... I just realized... is Covers doing this? Really??!! Are you shitting me?

So I can post "shitting" but not "shit". Mmmmm.

Fuck piss box box asshole shit... just a test here. Please excuse the language.

I took a really nasty shit today and the shit smelled like garbage. And now I feel like shïtt.

Shît

Sorry for the excessive posts... just experimenting.

garbage man

darn this website! you can't even say garbage anymore? What the darn is this coming to? Damn

this whole auto correct GARBAGE has ruined all the great classic stuff in the archi

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Took me forever to relocate this thread but I finally found it.Something that just happened to my girlfriend and I two weekends ago really blows me away and I had to post it. (Love this type of stuff). As Lynn and I were driving to dinner that Saturday night,I happened to mention some of my favorite childhood friends,the Fitchett boys.Now in the 15 years we've been together,not once,NEVER have I uttered the name Fitchett,let alone talk about these 4 brothers.This was the very first time she has ever heard me speak about these guys. After talking a good hour about the good times we had growing up,we pulled up to the parking lot. Lynn casually mentioned that the restaurant we were heading into,General Sutters Inn of Litiz Pa. was once voted one of the most haunted places in America. As we entered the restaurant, I was still raving about Stevie Fitchett and how sad I was that I lost contact with him and his brothers and haven't seen them in well over 25 years.As the hostess was leading us towards our table I stopped dead in my tracks at the foot of the grand staircase.Lynn stops and says, "Dam hon,your white as a ghost... whats wrong" I replied, "Baby your never going to believe who that guy is walking down the stairs" She says, "NO WAY,don't tell me that is Stevie Fitchett" Yup,you guessed it, Steve Fitchett in the flesh.After a long hug and trying to explain to him what just transpired,we joined him and his wife Barbra for dinner.Needless to say,in the state of shock Lynn and I were still in,we drank our dinner last Saturday night.

I don't believe in any kind of ghosts, demons, afterlife, whatever, I don't even believe in god..

Some 30+ years ago when I was a young teen I remember waking up in the middle of the night to some shadows hovering over me in my bed. Scared the %^&*( out of me, jumped out of bed and ran into my older brother's room to call 911 (no phone in my room but brother's room had one).  Brother wakes up and says WTF.  After a few minutes he calms me down and I go back to sleep.  Wake up that morning to find out our longtime pet Rabbit had died - to this day I am convinced it was Angels that I had seen coming for our rabbit.....

I was at a high school football game and the dude next to me I had gotten to know goes into cardiac arrest and croaks right there on the spot.  The first responders come in and hit him with paddles and everything.

I start looking up above us cause I figure the guy is floating above us as so many describe in near death experiences.  I saw nothing.  They keep hitting the guy with the juice and finally get a pulse.  They land a chopper at mid field and take the guy to the hospital.

Well, I heard he pulled through so I went to see him two days later in the hospital.  Walk into the room and ask the dude if he remembers me and he responds, "Hell yeah, you were the dude looking right up at me!"

Chills down my spine for sure

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After living 56 years,nothing surprises me anymore although some of the coincidences I have experienced or heard about do blow me away. Here's another 1 that happened to me.(The key here is 236 which I played religiously in Delaware and NJ lotteries which at that time was only 1 drawing at night) A co-worker stopped by for his daily morning donut and nap.As I was getting ready to log into the computer to get a sample # for my morning product sample, he mentioned we should take off that afternoon and go to the track. As I looked thru my wallet,I had exactly $236 in it."I'm in" I said, "I have some vacation hours left, lets go". My sample labeler then spit out sample # 236. "Wow thats odd" said Tim. "236 hit in both the Delaware and New Jersey lottos last night" ... "WHAT..... AHH MAN I didn't have the time to go and play last night". Just my rotten luck I thought as I headed over to the lab with the sample.As I signed the lab book,I noticed my signature entry was on line #236. WTH! this 236 is smoking hot.When I got back to my area,I was about to call my boss to tell him to get the relief operator ready to cover for me that afternoon. Before I could dial the phone,my alarm panel started to hoot and holler. Damit,pump #236 just went off-line...HUH? are you kidding me? all these 236's in a matter of minutes? Crazy.After silencing the alarm and putting another pump online, I dialed my bosses extension... do I even have to say it? Yup,Chucks extension... 236.Theres something in the air I thought as Tim and I walked thru the security gate heading for Delaware Park.When we arrived,our game plan was just to nickle and dime some races from around the country and both pick some horses together for exactas and trifectas and split the winnings.As we were watching a simulcast race,Tim turns to me and says, "We never thought of playing a $3 Trifecta 2-3-6" Ahh man, please invisible man in the sky don't do this to us..... Sadly..it happened...2-3-6 with the 3 longest shots on the board.Payout= $9,792.89. Felt like someone kicked me in the ba77s,ripped out my heart,killed my dog,rekicked my ba77s, then took 1 of my eyeballs out and forced me to eat it....Would've-Could've-Should've...all these 236's and I didn't receive a dime.I guess it wasn't meant to be.

Feel for ya really do that blows,but two guys together on the way to the track with that going on didn't suggest boxing the Tris with that combo?Cmon..darn.

And the lottery mention- 497 in NJ is always a good payout st/bx.Hit it many times up there but it people with me in FL now..Once I fly up to NJ,hit the first bar and see it came out the day freaking before for about $300..F me.Popped it a few times on another trip and a few times in FL...And my own fault one day all I had was change in my pocket and did not want to stop at the store and of course it hits...Noticed 236 came out boxed last week in NJ you have it?