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remmers
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Well, what *is* the world?
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Oct 13 09:18 UTC 1994 |
In Item 216 of this conference, Emily B. Harkins writes:
Is the world a round flat place that we fall off on to?
Well? Is it?
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rcurl
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response 1 of 14:
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Oct 13 17:02 UTC 1994 |
Who cares?
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alfee
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response 2 of 14:
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Oct 14 02:08 UTC 1994 |
I had a nasty fall at work today (to the amusement and delight of my
residents and coworkers), and I shall definitely concur that whether flat
or round, the world is most certainly a place we fall off on to.
I've got the steri-strips and hematomae to prove it!
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rcurl
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response 3 of 14:
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Oct 14 06:00 UTC 1994 |
What kind of sadistic place do you work, that your residents and coworkers
were amused?
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remmers
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response 4 of 14:
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Oct 14 10:14 UTC 1994 |
Probably a medical facility of some sort. It's typical behavior
in such places.
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rcurl
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response 5 of 14:
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Oct 14 13:32 UTC 1994 |
I have certainly experienced intentional humiliation in medical
facilities, a reason that I assiduously avoid them, and will self-treat
as long as possible. However, I am able to choose between humiliation and
death (or great agony) logically, if not with total gratitude.
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brighn
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response 6 of 14:
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Oct 14 21:00 UTC 1994 |
I choose death. :-)
I've known people who have no end of laughter for other people's
misfortune, as long as death or dismemberment are not involved.
I have contempt for such people, although if their numbers were not
appreciable, "America's Funniest Home Videos" would have gone
off the air after one episode. How many years has it been now?
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alfee
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response 7 of 14:
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Oct 15 00:31 UTC 1994 |
My sadistic place of employment (for one more godforsaken week) is a 65-bed
nursing home. Laughter in said situations there, when injury is either
nonspecific or minor, is practically required.
How my fall occurred, to give you some perspective:
I was walking down the main hall of said nursing home, when someone called
my name from the opposite direction. I turned around to answer, engaged in
a brief conversation while edging (backward) along my previous path, and
struck a mostly invisible wheelchair, into which I initially fell. The
force at which I attempted to rescue myself propelled the wheelchair
backwards and it flipped over. This would have been a Home Videos Classic.
My wounds are healing nicely, but the hematomae are turning weird colors.
We only laugh when the staff do stupid stuff like this. The residents give
us far better comedy material in other situations.
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carl
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response 8 of 14:
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Oct 22 21:51 UTC 1994 |
Does the quote in #0 imply that were all "fall guys?"
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rcurl
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response 9 of 14:
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Oct 22 21:57 UTC 1994 |
..and gals, at least until ca. 22 December.
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anne
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response 10 of 14:
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Oct 25 19:32 UTC 1994 |
what happens then?
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rcurl
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response 11 of 14:
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Oct 25 22:01 UTC 1994 |
Fall falls.
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vishnu
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response 12 of 14:
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Nov 19 00:54 UTC 1994 |
Hey, you know what, I'm hungry.
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jaklumen
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response 13 of 14:
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May 30 08:43 UTC 2002 |
Which reminds me..so am I. You shall taste delicious, for I am the
monster that shall eat Ann Arbor.
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gelinas
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response 14 of 14:
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Dec 2 04:39 UTC 2002 |
The world may be flat and round, but at least an elephant need not cock his
leg for the sun to pass.
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