You know you’ve been playing travian too long when…
- The name on the front of your house is “Village 1″ and you mark your postal code as -226|-354.
- You buy a laptop so you can make sure you’re not over your warehouse limit if someone else is on your other computer.
- At work your boss talks about a company merger to decrease competition and your reply is that “well Sir mergers rarely work but if we take their best 20 people then we can farm the rest”.
- You don’t watch the news anymore but wait for someone to forward you a “report”.
- At the board meeting the CEO asks you to get to work on the hostile take over of another major corporation and you inform him that your plan is to send 4 separate armies 5 seconds apart to win them over to your side.
- At the last family gathering you counted your family members and informed them that as there were already 58 in total you would soon have to start kicking some out to get better ones.
- You have just been served divorce papers and you told the mail carrier to send the letter to your diplomat.
- You broke up with your girlfriend and you send her a threatening message that senators are on the way.
- Your kids ask you to go outside to play catch and you call for a sitter.
- You’re hosting a party and you tell your guests exactly what time they need to leave so they all get to their homes at the same time based on the speed they like to travel.
- Your neighbor pisses you off so you start building catapluts so you can sling garbage over the fence.
- You tell your family that you ‘claimed’ the abandoned village across the street, and are ’senatoring’ it
- You show your wife this thread in a desperate bid to prove it’s more entertaining than the DVD’s and wine she just brought home.
- Your wife and kids are disappointed. They are confused as to why the huge crater in the back garden is called a “Clay Pit” and not the beginning of a swimming pool as they first thought.
- Your partner asks you to see a psychologist. She can’t work out why you sneak into other people’s back gardens at night before coming home carrying bricks, corrugated iron and branches from their trees. What alarms her further is you tell her “It’s ok, im just farming”.
I <3 ‘too long’ lists 
No elborations on the strip:
PREV: Where Your Happiness Lies
Now Playing:
Shojo S by Scandal , which is the new opening song for Bleach. I guess it is the tenth one.
lyrics:
Sankyuu Made To Iimiteru Koto Chigau Ja Nai?
I Guess I’m Trying To Say Thank You?
Chotto Dake Sugao Misete Keredo.
I Only Let A Tiny Bit Of Honesty Show Through.
Dareka No Sei Ni Shite Wa Nigekae Kure Shiteru Hibi Ate Ni Naranai Wa.
As The Days Wind Down, Trying To Blame Someone Else Is Just Running Away.
I’m Sorry Toriaezu Sayonara
Anyways, Im Sorry, Goodbye.
Anata Ga Inai Toriai Atteieru Wagamama.
I Wanna Hold You When You’re Gone, I’m Selfish Like That.
Zutto Keinai You Ni Kesanai You Ni
Never Gonna Let It Go, Never Gonna Give It Up
Aijou Yuujou Shiritai Koto Wa Nandemo!
I Wanna Know What Love And Friendship Mean!
Almal Sugite Wa Karakai Yo
I Don’t Dig How It’s Always So Vague
Itsuka Kokoro No Kagi Wo Kowasu Yo Na
Someday You’ll Bust The Lock On My Heart.
Anata Ga Inai Toriai Atteieru Wagamamma
I Wanna Hold You When You’re Gone, I’m Selfish Like That.
Zutto Kienai You Ni Kesanai You Ni
Never Gonna Let It Go, Never Gonna Lose It
Aijou Yuujou Shiritai Koto Wa Nandemo!
I Wanna Know What Love And Friendship Mean!
Aimai Sugite Wa Karakai Yo
I don’t Dig How It’s Always So Vague
Itsuka Kokoro No Oku No Doa Wo Kataku
The Door To My Heart Is Closed Up Tight,
Anata Wo Matteiru
Waiting For You To Knock.
Hokani Wa Nani Mo Iranaiaiaiya
And I Don’t Need Any Any Anything Else.
Ashita Mo Shinjiteitaiaiaiya
I Wanna Belieieieve In Tomorrow.
video:
A little elboration on the strip:
I do not like to elaborate on californium-252 words that I type. Explaining a joke brutally rots and dismembers it.
People who dont get it, wont get it. People who think they got it, will keep thinking they got it. People who get it will get it. And finally people who dont give a damn, no one can give them damn because it is a singleton object.
Still, let me explain this one. First of all, Nirvana I am talking about is not ‘Generation X’ flagship band. It is the state of being free from both suffering and the cycle of rebirth.
There is vast difference between death and nirvana. Death is when you stop playing with your current character in D2 (Diablo 2 ). And then, creating a new character and doing the same quests all over again. May be becuase you were bored with your earlier character, may it was not developed properly, may be it was too weak, may be you din’t have proper team to make it work or may be it was hardcore and was slain by Duriel. Yeah, only last option was respectful!
// Death happens mostly to noobs.
Nirvana on other hand is the state where you have mastered the game and there is noting left in the game which can amuse you enough to click on the stupid Diablo’s face sitting on your desktop.
PS: All three panels are in straight sequence ! Do not put much pressure on your brain if you cannot understand why you are a gayfish if you like fish sticks.
I got this weird habit to mention the time when I write a blog post. Supposedly, it has something to do with inconsequential urge to state the darkness around and within. Guess that makes one sound cool. But then, phrase – sounding cool – is self-contradictory. Cool people do not express that they are cool. And again they do not express that they are not trying to express they are cool, hence they are cool. They just hang around wearing dark glasses and ‘too cool for the world’ looks. Still.. they do not wear dark glasses to show that they are cool.
Anyways, at 4:00 AM I really, truly wanted to say that some dude (or dudete ) stole my phone yesterday. Morning. Saying that does not imply that I abso-positivity deny the possibility of me misplacing it. So, I decided to go out of my fortress of solitude and buy a phone at HotSpot. No I am not Superman. No I am not Spiderman either.
It was lot of work. Had do spend 30 minutes at mobile shop and waste next 2:30 hours stalking my shadow around. Finally, even the choupsey din’t taste well. Let me share the songs, names only, which got the privillage to be in my nu phone Samsung U800E.
- Another Brick In The Wall – Pink Floyd
- Becuase I Got High – Afroman
- Bleeding Love – Leona Lewis
- Butterfly – Danyel Gerard
- Desert Rose – Sting
- Everything I Do – Bryan Adams
- Fernando – Abba
- Frozen – Madonna
- Hero – Enrique
- In Da Club – 50 Cent
- It’s My Life – Dr. Alban
- It’s My Life – Bon Jovi
- My Heart Will Go On – Celine Dion
- Nothing Else Matters – Metallica
- Please Forgive Me – Bryan Adams
- Rivers of Babylon – Boney M
- Sadness – Enigma
- We Didn’t Start the Fire – Billy Joel
- What is Love – Haddaway
- Zombie – Cranberries
No, I don’t do marijuana.
Stroked ones are those which din’t survive for 12 hours! I am 30% more liberal at first choice.
There was a bunny who had been around the block. And he wasn’t very old, so he decided to write a biography of his life.
Well, he started to lie in his biography. He made up some stories. But mostly little stories that were inconsequential. Filler. Like he had a story about helping little baby bunny get her lollipop back.
But he hadn’t ever done anything of the sort. He further embellished the story by talking about how other bunnies called him most awesome bunny at the school. But that wasn’t the point of the story. The point was that he was not fat at all and he could stop a moving train to retrieve the lollipop. And that he could pee in his headmaster’s lemonade. People would praise him for being brave, handsome and not even remotely fat. He didn’t even mention the name of train he stopped.
Anyway, he really started to like that story (and others like it), to the point where he started to ignore his friends and family, instead preferring to watch what his lie self did after the heroic accomplishment. In his head.
So, then, one day he was shopping and he found a fancy sword with polka dots. And he grabbed the sword and went to the store counter, forcing them in the cashier’s face, yelling, “Look! Look at these! Look! This is the sword my lie self will use to slay a dragon.”
And he bought the sword and held it in his hands and the whole Earth cracked open and the cash register popped open and swallowed him up and he was suddenly elsewhere, in his lie world. Fighting a army of Jew bots with his flaming sword of justice (with polka dots).
It was a lot of work, destroying all those Jew bots. And he went broke for a while and had to stoop so low as to contest for elections 2009 and claim to cut the hands of Muslims bunnies. Again that is not the whole point. The point is bunnies do not have hands. He is now a superhero called hindu-bunny..
Now, if you ever have followed a blog, you know that no blog can properly click without an exorbitant amount of synergy. Yes, synergy. Maybe you didn’t know this. Synergy means that you and I are supposed to cooperate to make this a great reading experience.
We start off by getting along well in the Introduction. This togetherness, this synergy, propels us. You give me a reassuring nod or snicker to indicate your progress.
I’m Peter Pan holding your hand. Come on, Wendy! Second star to the right and on till morning.
One problem here. I don’t get along well with people. I don’t hold hands very well.
So you’ve got to know that synergy doesn’t actually mean synergy. I can’t do normal synergy. What I’m saying is: I will give an exorbitant amount of stupid random crap.
And I will be counting on you to turn them into synergy.
life without friends is:
$ ln -s /dev/null life
everything thing you do there is no one to appreciate or ridicule it. Infact no one notices it. You yourself cant recall what you did. More or less life becomes linked with eternal torment in hell
life with friends is:
$ chattr +a life
you keep adding new adventures and misadventures in life. Nothing gets removed ever. Its always fun to remember old times and look forward for new fun things
Strandikars are supposedly going to behave in a hostile manner against freshies due to oxygen crunch caused to them in an attempt to solve office space deficiency crisis.
Comic-art in same context by Sharmaji (Amit Kumar Sharma):
