Awesome finale, if you ask me. Michonne! Ninjas! **** YEAH!
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Incident Report F24A-2_087
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KzRCBR4jKF0&feature=g-upl&context=G2907a83AUAAAAAAAAAA
Made my girlfriend play ^___^
More SFW than the previous video but still be careful
Incident Report F24A-1_087
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NSFW under any circumstances.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySZMyHzQUug&feature=g-upl&context=G2907a83AUAAAAAAAAAA
Creepy as %*#!
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I stumbled upon this website that a friend linked me. Creepy. http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-087
http://www.rockpapershotgun.com/2012/02/21/the-neverending-stairway-scp-087/is the RPS info page andhttp://205.196.122.148/vfa9kplrfpig/5cadimaeo004aee/SCP.zip is the direct download link. Check it out ^___^
Great Albums of the Last Few Years
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Briefly:
2010:
"Pickin' up the Pieces" -Fitz & the Tantrums
Absolutely amazing album.
"Man Alive" -Everything Everything
International album of FOREVER
2011:
"In the Mountains in the Clouds" -Portugal. The Man
Check em' out
Our $100 Valentine's Day Prank...
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My buddy Atlas (Sean from previous stories) and I made this. My first SFW video.
They Walk Again
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The Walking Dead came back tonight :)
Good episode and as usual I'm left with more questions than answers.
How I managed to get in the red
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So let me preface this by saying that the men in black have yet to break my knees with bats or make a family member "disappear". YET. And I find it funny that the men in black wear black to terrorize those in the red.
I went to my university's registrar's office today to add a 12th credit in my completely-unnecessary 10th semester of my undergraduate year (there are reasons just not enough space to list them all) so that my insurance company will continue to cover me. For some dumb-ass reason they won't cover me unless I'm a full-time student.
"I'm adding a 12th credit, Jazz band", I tell the woman at the counter.
She enters in the information from the form I handed her after keying in my student ID number. She hesitates for a moment, clicks a few things in the monsterous back-end of the school's student tracking system, and slowly and painfully looks up at me. "I can't add your class as it says there's a hold on your account."
Awesome. Just ****ing awesome.
"...it appears that it's a financialhold," she begrudgingly says. "Oh, it appears that you haven't payed for your meal plan yet. That can be done downstairs really quickly, then come back here and we can add your last class."
Ok, $1,800 for food for 4 months? I can live with that. After all, I do eat. I head downstairs.
A sign reads "Go to the first available counter". Nobody is in line in the bowels of this forsaken building, a Lovecraftian shambles of a place once rich with life now seeks only to drain the very life-essence of the broke-ass college student. Broken, beaten, and terrified I ventured forward down the seemingly endless hallway to my first devil. 'Carol', her nameplate reads.
"Hi," she greets me with. Simple, elegant, almost friendly. Perhaps this meeting will go my way.
"Hi," I reply. "I'm told I have a financial holding on my student account that's preventing me from registering for a class that makes me elegible for my insurance. How can I remedy this situation?"
"Let me see your account," she then proceeds to pull up my information and confirms with the now-heavenly upstairs of a building I've dreaded for so long that I haven't paid for my meal plan. Cool, they're 100 feet apart and their computers say the same thing.
"How do I pay for this?" I ask, "In the past my mother has paid for it but I'm paying for this semester."
"Well, how did you pay for your tuition?" She inquires. "It's going to be the same way you paid for that."
Then I uttered the worst thing I could have EVER spoken. More terrible words haft na'er been spake by the mouth of mankind and more horrible words haft na'er been heard by human ears.
"I was never billed for tuition," I stammer out. Her mouth drops and all color fades as this demon proceeds to suck out my soul.
This harpy visibly transforms into a terror more horrifying than any mortal words could ever describe. She tells me that I must have been billed, that the system couldn't have possibly forgotten about me. I explain how I got billed for my dorm and paid for that and that I had only changed my graduation date from last December to this coming May in mid-December. She assures me that that would be plenty of time for her beloved system to work it's demonic magic and steal my money in return for more bills on the exorbantly-expensive textbooks and random gadgetry required for my courses. I assure her that I was never billed as by this time the men in black would have surely taken both my knees and murdered my cats and found my family and threatened them with medieval tortures so haneous that I cannot describe them for fear of scaring your un-born children.
"I'll be right back," she leaves me, alone to wallow in regret. I spend the next ten minutes pacing anxiously and cursing very loudly. So loudly that the other demons awkwardly make eye contact with me, setting my heart to cold ice as I realize what is going to happen soon.
She returns, a large, toothy smile. Her teeth razor-sharp and jagged like the horrors of Poe and Lovecraft combined. Nay, far worse than that. With her evil grin she turns to me and says, "It's your lucky day."
Oh, ****. This can't be good.
"We've now billed you." She is still smiling. "Your new balance comes to ninety-eight thirty-five."
"I've got cash, can you give me change for $100?" I ask.
She laughs with her toothy mug, eyes flashing with sins of the past. My life flashes before me at the cold chuckle of Carol the money monster. "That's nine-thousand, eight-hundred and thirty-five dollars. You now owe the university $10,000."
More profanity. "So had I not said anything, would I have continued to take ****s for free? I wouldn't have had to pay for this semester?" I am scared of the accurately-predicted reply.
"Yes."
YAAAAAAAaaaAAAAAAAY
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YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BmC1lZeQad4&list=PL4D3EC66BC0B06F27&index=5&feature=plpp_video
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