Your number rating is high, which is bad because that's the number of people who are better than you.

...I know that.

Oh yea 32 hot topics!

Your story was funny but it was sooooooo loooooong that by the time I finished I forgot what was funny.

Ermhe, I see.

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mama

If you want me to put it up on the first page, make a title.

I added another one. :-) Skit, is the nine year old mundee or hogree?

How would I do that? :hunf:

Is there any awesome catch phrase that I can say to him when he comes to me that totally tells him off?

People I need some wise advice. I'm at a school where there is this really competitive kid, who calls me a nerd if I get a better grade than he does (unfortunately many times), or laughs at me and tries to make a big scene of me if I get a worse grade. How do you deal with stuck up arrogant people like this? Is there any dignified way to tell him off in the classroom?

Erm...is that a good thing?

Haha skit I had no idea you would enter for this thing.

Well, at least you have a nice picture...but erm....

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You used too many contour lines for the flame.

I've been telling my friends at school to try it, but they already play video games like Call of Duty and such. How can tanki compete with COD?

Rottin, that's a fine story, but I kind of want more funny ones. Daspamer, if you can't read, don't look at the forums. :roll:

Lucky Ducky. :wink:

In case you don't know, a "cynic" is a person who looks at life in a slightly negative, sarcastic way. I feel like I am somewhat of a cynic. Here, I will write short stories of some episodes of my day which I think are ridiculously humorous and pathetic. Some questions you may have: Q. Is this topic pointless? A. My friend, unless you work for tanki, TANKI IS JUST AS POINTLESS. If you think you have a story you'd like to put, feel free to. I'm planning to compile them all to this post in a list. My day today Today, since school just started, we had to have an all school assembly. This meant we all had to gather in our Gym, and listen to a cheesy opening speech by our school director, and stand and sing some painfully long hymns and songs. (I go to a Christian private school). Leading the singing was Mrs. Mutter, our lower and middle school music teacher, and the worship leader. She has some sort of degree in opera singing, and she always tries to seem important, despite her shortness and roundness. Her name is actually pronounced Mee-oo-ter, but we all call her "The Mutter". So, as we opened by singing "Non Nobis Domine", she sang some super ultrasonic high pitched "harmony", and all the freshmen were laughing. Actually, she ended up doing a solo, even though the whole school was supposed to be singing along. This was mainly because of the very poor seating arrangement. You see, the high school sits together on the floor of the gym in chairs, with seniors in front, juniors next, sophomores after juniors, and freshmen in the back. You may ask how this is "poor seating arrangement", and I will explain. The seniors are all taller than the juniors, the juniors are taller than the sophomores, and the sophomores are taller than the freshmen. What happens is that the seniors are the only ones able to see the music, and they certainly didn't want to be the only ones singing among 200 kids or so. So no one ended up singing except for The Mutter. :lol: In my very honest, humble opinion, she was a FAIL. I think it gave me a little satisfaction to watch her suffer, because, not to make any undue prejudices, but old, round, short ladies who sing opera are always kind of mean. At about noon, it was lunch and free period, so I went with my friends to play out in a field at the back of our school. Since we had to wear long sleeved dress shirts and khaki pants and ties, it was very hot in the approximately 90 degree sun. Anyways, we were having fun so we didn't care too much. I'm one of the only students who doesn't really know how to tie a tie, so I had a clip on. (A clip on tie is a tie that has a clip that you snap on to your collar) My tie was really lousy, so about half way through free period, it fell off my collar onto the field without my noticing. After lunch, we all went inside, and my advisor asked me where my tie was, and told me I would be in trouble if I lost it, because it was dress code. So, I scrambled out to the field where I was playing, and ran all around frantically trying to find it. For some reason, the sun seemed to be a lot hotter right when I went outside. Sweating and hot, I finally found my tie lying on the ground. I put it on, went inside, and barely missed getting into trouble for being late to class. After school I went home, and my mom told me to rest. So, I hopped up on the computer and started playing tanki. :tank: She got kind of mad, and told me to take a shower. So, I headed over to my shower. Just to let you know, I live in a rather nice home...not a big home with 3 floors, but a decent one. My shower seems to be the only room fit for a 3rd world country. Stepping in, the floor tiles had a crack filled with some strange red stuff. I've always thought it was just a stain from some soap, but I've noticed it seems to be growing. :? Turning on the shower, a thin mist floated down from the shower head. Taking a shower in MY shower feels like standing under a houseplant mister. So, I moved over to my MOM's shower. Inside, I was welcomed by a comforting sauna of hot, steaming water. One observation I made was that in MY shower, I use a little bar of old soap. In HER shower, there are at least 5 different canisters of fancy soap. I had some trouble deciding which one to use, but I eventually chose one with an intense picture of a coconut floating in milk. It smelled like pecan pie. Now that I used it, I suppose I smell like pecan pie too. I hope no on tries to eat me. Shoes Last night I barely got any sleep. So this morning, I was such a zombie going to school. My little brother and I have identical shoes, only his are 3 sizes smaller than mine. Why do we have identical shoes? Because my mom thinks it's "cute". :lol: Today he had a Cross Country race, so he wore his running shoes instead of his regular ones, which were identical to mine. So going to our car in our garage, I accidentally put on HIS shoes. I didn't notice because I just slipped them on like slippers instead of tying them on as I went to the car. Halfway through the car ride to school, I noticed that I couldn't put my feet all the way in them, and that they were my brother's shoes! This was a big problem, because I think it's a dress code violation not to tie or put on your shoes properly. So all the way through first and a bit of second period, I had to dodge teachers and the principle by trying to keep some other person in between us. Unfortunately, a teacher noticed, and so I had to tell her the whole story. After I told her my scenario, I thought I was in for BIG TROUBLE. But instead she started laughing at me. Jeez, people are strange. :?

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