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Sure I was partying today and having a good time and stuff. But when I got home, I saw my mom kinda depressed. She was born in Hawaii and she has not been there since 30 years or so and every now and then, it gets to her. Her whole family lives there as well besides me and my bro of course.

About 11 years ago, her mom sent us 2 Cassette tapes to listen to with these awesome Hawaiian songs. But after about 2 years, my brother managed to break the tape on both of the cassettes. We didn't know of anyway to fix it at the time so we just put them in a bag and kinda forgot about them. 9 years later, (today) I find one of these tapes and Google how to fix it and everywhere I go, it says you need all this stuff just to fix a Broken Cassette. So what did I do? Well all I needed was a super dooper small piece of tape to fix the...um....tape. I'll explain that in a second. My point is I fixed this tape and we were just listening to the music we haven't heard in 9 whole years. Also, yes I tried to Google these songs and yes I know some of the lyrics because some are actually in English, but they would not come up sadly. Altogether though, It was pretty cool though.

Cassettes are out of style obviously, but if for any reason you have some that are messed up, you can probably fix them just as easy. If your tape is cut in half, just get a screwdriver and get the 5 screws off. Next, grab another tape to see how the tape actually goes around the edges. Finally, grab a very small piece of tape and tape the to pieces of Broken tape together. Wind the tape up so it won't get stuck when you put the top back on. And there you have it.

KTHXBAI

[BIG OLAF]

You certainly weren't kidding with the whole "random" aspect of the story, I'll give you that.

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Originally Posted by BIG OLAF

You certainly weren't kidding with the whole "random" aspect of the story, I'll give you that.

Lol, I spent like 5 minutes trying to think of a name for this Thread and I couldn't come up with anything else. Something like "Fixing Cassette tapes" would of probably looked too boring xD

[Outrider]

That's actually a really sweet story, Delete. Thanks for sharing.

Do your family members in Hawaii ever come to visit you guys?

I'd offer my own stories, but I don't have anything terribly exciting. (Sometimes I take my parents out for lunch. How heartwarming, huh?)

[Pballer42]

Thats a good thing you did my friend you have props from me!

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Originally Posted by Outrider

That's actually a really sweet story, Delete. Thanks for sharing.

Do your family members in Hawaii ever come to visit you guys?

I'd offer my own stories, but I don't have anything terribly exciting. (Sometimes I take my parents out for lunch. How heartwarming, huh?)

Thanks man

And no, I have never met any of my family from Hawaii sadly. Who knows though, maybe one day in the future, I will

[AC9breaker]

Here's a random story.


About 5 years or so around the middle of October when the weather is just perfect, not too hot, but slightly a bit cold at night. I was sitting in my room playing some FFXI getting pissed off at the game as I tried searching for a party in Valkurm dunes. It was around a quarter to midnight when I heard a commotion in the alley of my house where we keep the trash. I figured my dog was just chasing a cat since that was precisely what the commotion sounded like. I payed it little mind. However a few minutes later a horrible smell began emanating from the alley, and into my open window. I assumed my dog had conveniently decided to take a shit in front of my window. Not wanting to close the window or get hollered at by whomever manages to wake up earlier then me, I figured I'd take care of it ASAP.

As soon as I stepped outside however I instantly realized something was amiss. I call out my dogs name and happen to catch him beside a tree in the backyard, coughing and spitting. "What the hell, since when could dogs spit?", I murmured to myself. However anxious to get back to my rage inducing mmo and the comfort of my domain, I decided to ignore that issue and address my main objective, the foul turd. But as I stepped into the alley of defilement I was greeted a most heinous greeting. Like a punch to the sternum, the pressure hit me and my heart stopped. For I was greeted with the most putrid of smells one could have imagine. It was then that I realized that this was not the work of such a simple dog excrement. No, this is the work of something far more sinister. I make my way deeper into the alley and begin to flail one arm wildly into the air while; making sure I maintain my makeshift 100% cotton gas mask on, in an attempt to activate the motion sensing alley lights. I finally manage to get the lights on but my eyes see nothing out of the ordinary...


Until I see it. Black fur, "A cat? No wait that's a little too big to be a cat and it shouldn't smell this bad. Weren't there some Looney Tunes cartoons where a female black cat was always confused by a skunk by Pepe Lepew cause she somehow always manage to paint a white stripe on her?" I was certain in my thoughts this was the case except reverse but I needed proof. So I procured a long stick off a broom in the backyard which was promptly put to use in the investigation of the crime scene. The confirmation I needed was found, the dreaded white stripe. I laughed out loud as the visual images played out in my mind on what had happen. My dog in his duty to protect my territory had mistakenly given chase and executed a trespassing skunk. In my 18 years of living in New Jersey, never had I seen a skunk, much less did I ever suspect that they would be present, in such a highly urbanized city. They might as well have been big foot for all I knew. Alas that night I was made a believer and payed dearly for my blasphemy.

For now began the clean up job. I ran back into the house and grabbed a heavy duty black garbage back and a another broom stick. The plan, lay the garbage bag on the floor, open of course. Then use the two broom sticks I had as a makeshift crane or pincer to grab the corpse and place it into the bag to be placed on the sidewalk for pickup the following morning. Mouth breathing helped me deal with the smell until I moved the corpse and almost threw up from the increased potency of the odor. A combination of Garlic, onions, burnt plastic and rubber combined to make something that metaphors and similes do no justice in captivating just how incredibly evil a smell this was. Not even the passing of gas by Satan himself could be this bad. The deed however was finally done and now arose a new problem. The funk had grown attached to me and now followed me where I went, and I surly could not leave my dog in his condition. Once again I referenced my Looney Tunes tutelage and remembered that tomato sauce was the answer for this. I race back to the kitchen and begin frantically searching for some tomato sauce. The search however would be to no avail since we had none. Refusing to believe that we where out of sauce I begin the search all over again in hopes that I might have missed it and it was then the an idea struck me. The image of a tomato followed by the words Heinz in black italic text lay in my sights. " Hmm, Ketchup is made of tomatoes right? So then this should work too?", I wondered to myself. In actuality though, Ketchup consists mostly of sugar with very little tomato in it and it would be as helpful as a mop in Katrina. However, not knowing this I decided to give it a try and took the two bottles of Ketchup with me, ignoring the other question that danced in the back of my head which was, why the hell did we have two huge bottles of ketchup anyway? I chained my dog to a fire escape support pole we had in the backyard and stripped down to my skivvies and wife beater. Connected the hose and began dosing both the dog and I in frigid freezing water made even colder by the cool brisk autumn windy night...


I started emptying both bottles of ketchup on both me and my dog, using the unopened bottle on myself and the halfway used one on my dog. Making sure I lather and really scrub the ketchup in nice and deep in both me and my dog. The process was repeated until the ketchup was done. Needless to say it wasn't working and in fact, we smelled worse then before. If ever there was a time my dog feared for his life, it might have been that night for he probably assumed this was one last grisly ritual I performed before I promptly ate him. Once again, I came up with an idea, for some reason, math popped into my head and I thought to myself,"two negatives make a positive. So maybe If I get something worse to counteract the smell maybe it can neutralize the odor?" Vinegar was the first thing to enter my mind as I always found the reek of vinegar to be the worst of readily available kitchen products. I once again begin the rinse and lather cycle only this time with vinegar. Suffice to say, it only made the situation worse. So now I was getting desperate, It was getting close to one in the morning, I was tired, and freezing my ass off and just wanted to fall asleep playing my rage worthy mmo. So once again I head into the kitchen except this time I bring out the Pinesol and some Pantene Pro-V from the bathroom. I grab a bucket and begin making my concoction and once again, start up the rinse and lather cycle. Either my smell senses had been withered away by all the powerful fumes or the last combination of chemicals actually helped cause we actually didn't smell too bad! There was a feint aroma but I figured it was because we where in such a contaminated area. So I dried my dog up with a towel, locked my dog up in the basement then began to purge the area of any lingering evidence with Pinesol, Pantene pro-V and the newly added bleach concoction. I then proceeded to throw both my skivvies and wife beater in a bag to be taken out with the garbage and gave myself a normal human shower and prepared for sleep. When I get back to my room, I realized my window had been opened the entire time and now my room smelled. Oh and someone zoned a Goblin train to the Konschtant Highland Valkurm dunes zone and my Galka had been killed and I
leveled down.


FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCC

[PIT]

Here's a funny story for you. It's about the most exciting week ever [strong sarcasm].


It all started when my brother plugged the printer into the computer and the USB port burst into flames, taking the motherboard along for a ride. I didn't even think it was possible.

The next day we left off for PGA, some pretty big Polish video game expo.

Spoiler!

I was sitting in the back. That was my worst awakening so far.

I was supposed to beat the official World Guinness Record next day (longest single session of playing an FPS game on a console), so I had to forget about having a lot of healthy sleep. We had to find another way to get there. I did beat the record, but I was hoping for a lot more.(Previous - 24h04. Current - 25h59m59s52. Expected - over 30h) So this leaves me with over 3 days without sleep. Meanwhile my brother ate some KFC and spent 2 days throwing up.

We were also making a few tournaments there. Our staff room got robbed. We lost all the money we had there, my personal NDS and 6 copies of Forza Motorsport 3 a week before its premiere (discs 2 only actually, what will ya use it for, stupid thieves?).

On the way back the train we were on caught fire. The car we were on, to be precise. All because of stuck wheel brakes.


End of story. Fun, wasn't it?

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Train caught fire? That seems like some really bad luck there man. :l

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All in just one week ;]

It's not that easy to stop me.