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Don't you just love....

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Serene Repose
#1 - 2014-05-04 18:11:45 UTC
...when the Fanfest is over and all the attendees come home full of that starglow in their eyes. "You know what they're gonna do next?" The scent of ice eminates from them like new car smell. A month later GD fills with "Hey. You promised at Fanfest!" posts. The seasons of EVE. Just like home.

We must accommodate the idiocracy.

Doc Fury
Furious Enterprises
#2 - 2014-05-04 18:13:47 UTC
Much like when a family pet first returns from the Vet still under the influence of sedation. This eventually wears off and they soon return to molesting your furniture.

There's a million angry citizens looking down their tubes..at me.

Doreen Kaundur
#3 - 2014-05-04 23:28:10 UTC
Doc Fury wrote:
Much like when a family pet first returns from the Vet still under the influence of sedation. This eventually wears off and they soon return to molesting your furniture.



Or that awesome girl you were chatting up at the club last night wakes up in your basement from the stuff you put in her drink...and she's not so friendly anymore. Keeps talking about calling the police. Real downer.

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Abrazzar
Vardaugas Family
#4 - 2014-05-04 23:31:09 UTC
Doreen Kaundur wrote:
Doc Fury wrote:
Much like when a family pet first returns from the Vet still under the influence of sedation. This eventually wears off and they soon return to molesting your furniture.



Or that awesome girl you were chatting up at the club last night wakes up in your basement from the stuff you put in her drink...and she's not so friendly anymore. Keeps talking about calling the police. Real downer.

And then some egger comes along and shoots up your pleasure hub. It's such a pain in the ass. Being Kruul is suffering.
Felicity Love
Doomheim
#5 - 2014-05-05 02:24:25 UTC
Doreen Kaundur wrote:


Or that awesome girl you were chatting up at the club last night wakes up in your basement from the stuff you put in her drink...and she's not so friendly anymore. Keeps talking about calling the police. Real downer.


Or that awesome girl has a much huskier voice than you remember the night before... but you can all her "Lola". ShockedShockedShocked

"EVE is dying." -- The Four Forum Trolls of the Apocalypse.   ( Pick four, any four. They all smell.  )

Doreen Kaundur
#6 - 2014-05-05 04:07:17 UTC
Felicity Love wrote:
Doreen Kaundur wrote:


Or that awesome girl you were chatting up at the club last night wakes up in your basement from the stuff you put in her drink...and she's not so friendly anymore. Keeps talking about calling the police. Real downer.


Or that awesome girl has a much huskier voice than you remember the night before... but you can all her "Lola". ShockedShockedShocked



I was wondering why she had a 5 o'clock shadow showing through her makeup. Ugh

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Vyl Vit
#7 - 2014-05-05 07:32:05 UTC
Just like those cute kids you bounced off the wall....uh...your KNEE, insisting they're all grown up, and they have their rights, who when out to prove their adulthood, always have to call collect? Does that really knock the shine off of things?

Paradise is like where you are right now, only much, much better.

Pok Nibin
Doomheim
#8 - 2014-05-05 07:34:42 UTC
Trying to stay in the spirit of things here: After a long night of tippling moonshine you find yourself suddenly attacked by diminutive aliens which you spend the rest of the night fighting off. Waking up way after noon the next day, you go to have your coffee on the front porch to the sight of gunshot chickens littering the front yard...like that?

The right to free speech doesn't automatically carry with it the right to be taken seriously.

Felicity Love
Doomheim
#9 - 2014-05-05 23:14:03 UTC
Pok Nibin wrote:
Trying to stay in the spirit of things here: After a long night of tippling moonshine you find yourself suddenly attacked by diminutive aliens which you spend the rest of the night fighting off. Waking up way after noon the next day, you go to have your coffee on the front porch to the sight of gunshot chickens littering the front yard...like that?


... you forgot the banjo on the porch and the cattle mutilations, but yeah, it's all good. P

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