Post by Extraordinary Jugglers on May 9, 2007 22:40:34 GMT -5
Granted! All the girls are attracted to you, and thus begin fighting amongst themselves. Soon they all hate ech other, and you cannot date any of them without offending all the rest. You remain lonely, and some of the girls begin to blame you for the whole thing.
Post by Deutsch-Suedwestafrika on May 9, 2007 22:45:41 GMT -5
Granted! You miraculously gain the ability to juggle nine balls. You impress many people and make new friends. Someone gets jealous however, and decides to throw another ball into the mix. You cannot juggle ten balls, and eventually drop them. You trip on a ball and fall flat on your face. People laugh at you cruelly and no longer want to be your friend. You are lonely.
I wish I could predict the numbers for the Estayland 5000.
Post by Sinn Féin's Ireland on May 15, 2007 11:36:37 GMT -5
You are given moderator abilities and change your own answers after the draw later claiming his oversight of your winning numbers. But The TIJ Warden catches you and you're thrown into Jail along with all your IMM assets going to Sinn!
I wish I could pass my exams tomorrow and with no more revision.
Former Regional Reserve Chairman,
Other Roles:, Former Delegate, Knight of TITO, Official 'Spam King' 2005, 2006, The 'Master of Vocabulary' 2007, Around the Islands editor.
Post by Willowinds on May 15, 2007 16:50:30 GMT -5
Unfortunately, the only things you remember are the subjects for which you are studying. In the spot on the papers where it asks you to indicate your name, you have no idea what's being asked for, and simply write down the subject code. Although you've written perfect papers, no one knows to whom they belong.
I wish I could sleep more than four hours per night.
When wealth is lost, nothing is lost. When health is lost, something is lost. When character is lost, all is lost.