Has this ever happened to you..?

Good afternoon, everyone~! (or good morning, or good evening :p) A couple of odd things have happened to me & I’m wondering if I’m the only one :( I’m just interested in your responses :) All of these have sadly happened to me :p

1) Have you ever jumped out of your skin when your toast popped out of the toaster?? :(

2) Have you ever tripped while going UP the stairs? (I’m a clutz)

3) Have you ever found spiders (or any other insects) in your bed?? I’ve found several :p

4) Sports players- have you been thumped on the head (with any kind of ball) & actually scored a point for the team?? (funny story..)

5) Can you guys control yourself in your dreams? I think it’s called lucid dreaming..

6) Have you even been so in love/obsessed with a celeb (or a real person) that you can’t stop thinking about them – if someone says their favorite color you think of them, if you eat their fav food you think of them :p #porterdisorder :p

7) Have you accidentally walked into the wrong bathroom before? :(

8) Have you seen someone ELSE of the opposite gender enter your bathroom?? And they see the women there but they still don’t do anything?? And then have a group of Amish women enter the bathroom, place down a stereo with folk songs & start dancing, right in the middle of the restroom?? (beat that XD) 

9) Have you made a bunch of unnecessary websites, named them & never come back to them again?  

10) Do you have a hard time letting go of stuff you have when you were little? :(

11) Am I the only one that doesn’t like pickles??! 

12) Do you use a lot of smiley faces when you talk on the computer? (geez, just look above) -strains not to do a sticking out tongue face-

While you guys ponder about that.. please take the time to visit me on tumblr! Yup, I got a tumblr. My original plan for this blog was to use tumblr instead of wordpress, but it was too complicated for me :) I’m very glad I made a wordpress-I like this site better than my tumblr :p Now I’ve got it all figured out though~! It’s called: http://parasolrose.tumblr.com/ & if you wanna ask me questions on there (it really doesn’t matter at all to me what questions you want to ask, I’ll answer them. No limits! ^__^ ) Of course I’m still doing this blog (because I love you guys too much >__< ) so stay tuned! :)

By the way, please enjoy these highly entertaining videos of my fav band ASW :) I know you don’t know them, & it would be awkward to watch videos of people you’ve never even heard of before, but I promise you you’ll fall in love with them! Haha, thanks for putting up with me :p

Ok this vid below is SO hilarious you don’t even have to know Mikey to watch it!!! 

If you watched the video above, you HAVE to watch this video! It’s Zach’s imitation of Mikey (the guy that was talking above) hahaha it’s hilarious ♥

You bet there’s much more where that came from o__o Again, thanks for dealing with me & I love you guys! :) I’ll post something fun tomorrow! :)

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More Cute Pics ♥


:) Decided I’ve been posting too many blogs with too many words, so here are so cute pics instead! Let’s go old school :)



Oddly I do it all the time..



says it all ^__^








I’ll post some really funny ones later, maybe tomorrow? I’m trying to only post one blog a day :p All images belong to CherryBam :) Full credit goes to the makers of these graphics :)

BTW: My fav shows right now are:

Pretty Little Liars (♥ Ezra/Aria ♥ Toby/Spencer ♥)  Suits (they are so smart)  Glee Project! (TEAM CAMERON! I LOVE YOU! NERDS FOREVER ) Glee Switched at Birth Love in the Wild (um, I just like the challenges :p plus, i only like it cuz my guy likes it ^_~)

If you wanna talk about any of those, I’m all ears! I like discussing :) & please please please answer this poll :) I think you can vote as many times as you want, so vote as you please :) The one with the most votes I will be sure to do more often :) Choose carefully ;)

 

✧ Stories/Jokes Part 1

I know its 3 days late for this but..

Image above belong to me, so no sticky paws please :) Today I’m going to share with you some stories/jokes I found on the internet that aren’t really true, but I love them because they’re funny & witty! So if you like to read, I’m sure you’ll enjoy these♥ PS- None of these belong to me! Credit goes to writers. :)  

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 One night, four college students were playing games till late at night and didn’t bother to study for the test which was scheduled for the next day.

In the morning they thought of a plan. They made themselves look as dirty and weird with grease and dirt. They then went up to the Dean and said that they had gone out to a wedding last night and on their return the tyre of their car burst and they had to push the car all the way back and that they were in no condition to appear for the test.

So the Dean said they can have the re-test after 3 days. They thanked him and said they will be ready by that time. On the third day they appeared before the Dean. The Dean said that as this was a Special Condition Test, All four were required to sit in seperate classrooms for the test. They all agreed as they had prepared well in the last 3 days.

The Test consisted of 2 questions worth a total of 100 Marks.

Q.1. Your Name…………………….( 2 MARKS ) 
Q.2. Which tire burst ?……………( 98 MARKS ) 

a) Front Left
b) Front Right
c) Back Left
d) Back Right

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**This one is kinda long, but definitely worth reading :) ** 

When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember well the polished old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother used to talk to it. Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person-her name was “Information Please” and there was nothing she did not know. “Information Please” could supply anybody’s number and the correct time. 

My first personal experience with this genie-in-the-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer. The pain was terrible, but there didn’t seem to be any reason in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy. I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway. The telephone! Quickly I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear. “Information Please,” I said into the mouthpiece just above my head. 

A click or two and a small, clear voice spoke into my ear. “Information.” 

“I hurt my finger. . .” I wailed into the phone. The tears came readily enough now that I had an audience. 

“Isn’t your mother home?” came the question. 

“Nobody’s home but me,” I blubbered. 

“Are you bleeding?” 

“No,” I replied. “I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts.” 

“Can you open your icebox?” she asked. 

I said I could. 

“Then chip off a little piece of ice and hold it to your finger,” said the voice. 

After that, I called “Information Please” for everything. I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my math. She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park just the day before would eat fruits and nuts. 

Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary died. I called “Information Please” and told her the sad story. She listened, then said the usual things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was unconsoled. I asked her, “Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?” 

She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, “Paul, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in.” Somehow I felt better. 

Another day I was on the telephone. “Information Please.” 

“Information,” said the now familiar voice. 

“How do you spell ‘fix’?” I asked. 

All this took place in a small town in the Pacific northwest. When I was 9 years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much. “Information Please” belonged in that old wooden box back home, and I somehow never thought of trying the tall, shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me. Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy. 

A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle. I had about half an hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, “Information Please.” 

Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well, “Information.” 

I hadn’t planned this but I heard myself saying, “Could you please tell me how to spell fix?” 

There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, “I guess your finger must have healed by now.” 

I laughed. “So it’s really still you,” I said. “I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time.” 

“I wonder,” she said, “if you know how much your calls meant to me. I never had any children, and I used to look forward to your calls.” 

I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister. 

“Please do, she said. “Just ask for Sally.” 
Three months later I was back in Seattle. A different voice answered “Information.” I asked for Sally. 

“Are you a friend?” She said. 

“Yes, a very old friend,” I answered. 

“I’m sorry to have to tell you this,” she said. “Sally had been working part-time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago.” 

Before I could hang up she said, “Wait a minute. Did you say your name was Paul?” 

“Yes.” 

“Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called. Let me read it to you. The note said, ‘Tell him I still say there are other worlds to sing in. He’ll know what I mean.'” 

I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.

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This woman can’t hold her tongue :)

A male driver is pulled over by a cop and the following conversation takes place:

Man: What’s the problem officer?

Cop: You were going at least 75 in a 55 zone.

Man: No sir, I was going 65.

Wife: Oh Harry. You were going 80.

(Man gives his wife a dirty look.)

Cop: I’m also going to give you a ticket for your broken tail light.

Man: Broken tail light? I didn’t know about a broken tail light!

Wife: Oh Harry, you’ve known about that tail light for weeks.

(Man gives his wife a dirty look.)

Cop: I’m also going to give you a citation for not wearing your seat belt.

Man: Oh, I just took it off when you were walking up to the car.

Wife: Oh  Harry, you never wear your seat belt.

Man: Be quiet, woman!

Cop: Ma’am, does your husband always talk to you this way?

Wife: No, only when he’s drunk.

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Wow! That’s a lot of reading :) I hope you enjoyed these joke stories! I will post more if I receive positive reviews on it :) Thank you!   

Adorable Pics~!





So true for me .. ^










Sorry for bombarding you with  a cute overload! I just love cute pics. If you have any you’d like to share, be sure  to show me! :) **All pictures above came from cherrybam.com. Credit goes to the owners of these pics :)