The Official "Are You a Loser" Poll

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So lonely...

[fingersonthefrets]

yeah, double date, we watched role models, was fun.

EDIT: oh and skyline interpreted this wrongly, so i'll make it clear, it was like, my girlfriend and i, and my mates girlfriend and him, not like, us two blokes finding some 'HOTT CHIKZ' and asking them out together and then fighting over whoever was the hottest and. things hah.

[kai]

Some years I do, some years I don't (including this one). What does that make me? :P

Swing voter.

AHAHAHAHHAAHAAHA! Definitely. Ha.

Anyway, nothing sucks more than being forced to spend Valentine's Day away from your girlfriend. I spent it with guys. On the N forums. Bleh.

GAHAHAHA!!!! dude, thats been EVERY valentines day for me, 'cept the one that just past.

i love you guys so much <3

[isaacx]

i have one, i just didn't find this poll fast enough

[t̷s͢uk̕a͡t͜ư]

i have one, i just didn't find this poll fast enough

Hold on, aren't you 12 or something?

[isaacx]

im 13 why?

[Rose]

im not allowed to play any game that's not E rated :(
and if it's not E rated, i have to play with adult supervision.
My parents keep my one and only T game locked away somewhere :((

im 13 why?

o_O

[Radium]

I'm in relationship. Wonderful thing, having a girlfriend. Now my hand can relax.

[t̷s͢uk̕a͡t͜ư]

im 13 why?

"We sit next to each other at lunch and sometimes we hold hands at the movies" does not count.
Besides which, being 13 automatically makes you a loser unless you're some kind of crazy exception to the rule, like Maniac was back in the day.
You ain't nothin' special. You're disqualified.

[Condog]

You ain't nothin' special. You're disqualified.

Heh. I love it when you're being an asshole.

[UnknownKirbyMan]

No.

[isaacx]

You ain't nothin' special. You're disqualified.

Well i do believe that i am special. And that's not at all what we do. Although i feel like arguing and stuff, im too lazy. Im done posting in this thread. LA FIN

[Universezero]

Well i do believe that i am special.

Is that what you mom told you?

Seriously though, I went no. ;_:
I could probably get a girlfriend if I wanted to, but I lack confidence. Fortunately, I can pick up about anyone when I'm drunk.

[t̷s͢uk̕a͡t͜ư]

I could probably get a girlfriend if I wanted to, but I lack confidence. Fortunately, I can pick up about anyone when I'm drunk.

As the saying goes, anyone can get a girlfriend. It's like getting a job -- anyone can apply to McDonald's. It's just that most people don't want a "minimum wage" girlfriend.

[Eiturlyf]

If there's anything no one can say about me then it's calling me shy.


THE FUCK DO YOU GUYS THINK?

[Condog]

If there's anything no one can say about me then it's calling me shy.


THE FUCK DO YOU GUYS THINK?

I think that being not-shy on the internet and not-shy in real life are completely different things. Your anomity protects you on the net, you don't need to suffer any negative repercussions of your actions, you can rant and swear and act like a big kid as much as you like and say "I'm not shy".

Basically, your full of crap.

[SlappyMcGee]

Well i do believe that i am special.

Is that what you mom told you?

Seriously though, I went no. ;_:
I could probably get a girlfriend if I wanted to, but I lack confidence. Fortunately, I can pick up about anyone when I'm drunk.

Didn't you come on Vent a couple weeks back and bragged about how you got "really wasted" with some champagne at a wedding? *rolls eyes*

Does McDonald's accept all applicants? I'll work there.

[isaacx]

Does McDonald's accept all applicants?

No they dont they dont accept people with criminal records, or maybe kids

[otters~1]

Does McDonald's accept all applicants?

No. I tried to apply there when I was fifteen and they shelved the application "to be looked at when I was 16". Yeah. Didn't happen. Of course, I live in Texas, and everyone working at the local McDonalds is Mexican, so I didn't have much chance.

One more thing. After I applied, I asked the really young looking girl in the drive-thru window how old she was. She thought for quite a while and said "15." I suppose it's possible she didn't know how old she was...

[Torex]

Heh. I love the fact that out of the people who answered, 72% don't have a girlfriend.

[isaacx]

actuallly 73% dont

[t̷s͢uk̕a͡t͜ư]

Didn't you come on Vent a couple weeks back and bragged about how you got "really wasted" with some champagne at a wedding? *rolls eyes*

Oh lawdy, are you serious? I wonder how much champagne you'd actually have to have to get drunk on the stuff.

Y'know what, I think I'm totally going to do that one day. I turn 21 in a little more than 2 months anyway, so hopefully I'll remember.
It'll just be me chugging bottles of champagne. You don't get much classier than that.

[Tanner]

Suki stood in the reception hall, gazing moodily out over the crowd. The bride and groom looked ravishing but he knew that he was both more attractive and talented than they were. He also had a larger penis than one of them but was keeping which one to himself. The wedding had been been subpar, the minister had been dull, the food was stereotypical and the reception had thus far consisted of middle aged women dancing to Push It by Salt-n-Pepa. The new boxer-briefs he had bought for the occasion were riding high but he didn't dare readjust them in case the bride's sister were to look over at the exact moment that he moved his hand. He had been willing her to look over since the party had begun but now his only wish was that his own animal magnetism were less inevitable so that he could reach down and shift the boys half an inch to the left. He threw a glance downward and caught his own reflection in his meticulously polished shoes. He smiled at himself. He leered at himself. Finally, he pouted a little and bit his lip at himself. Irreplaceable by Beyoncé came on the PA and the phrase "To the left, to the left" wrenched his mind back to his balls. "Goddamn that bitch," he thought, "I hope she appreciates what I'm doing for her." But mental fortitude alone was not enough and by mid-chorus, Tsukatu had had enough. Searching for something to dull the senses in his aching ears and loins, he grabbed two bottles of cheap champagne off the closest table and made for the corner of the room mostly obscured by the cake. As the cold, bubbling liquid hit the back of his throat, he knew he had his salvation. "Goddamn that bitch," he giggled, "I'm gonna... hehehe!"

(User was banned for this post.)

[t̷s͢uk̕a͡t͜ư]

GET OUT OF MY HEAD

[bobaganuesh_2]

Yeah, but do girls hang out at places that aren't involved with illegal activites? RIDDLE ME THIS!

yes. knitting clubs, bridge whatever. or maybe comin with Guerilla shit. aren't we all losers?? in terms of dis topic, YOU are a loser for reading this and not spending more time with the girlfriend(s)/boyfriend(s), whether you are polygamist or not.

Suki stood in the reception hall, gazing moodily out over the crowd. The bride and groom looked ravishing but he knew that he was both more attractive and talented than they were. He also had a larger penis than one of them but was keeping which one to himself. The wedding had been been subpar, the minister had been dull, the food was stereotypical and the reception had thus far consisted of middle aged women dancing to Push It by Salt-n-Pepa. The new boxer-briefs he had bought for the occasion were riding high but he didn't dare readjust them in case the bride's sister were to look over at the exact moment that he moved his hand. He had been willing her to look over since the party had begun but now his only wish was that his own animal magnetism were less inevitable so that he could reach down and shift the boys half an inch to the left. He threw a glance downward and caught his own reflection in his meticulously polished shoes. He smiled at himself. He leered at himself. Finally, he pouted a little and bit his lip at himself. Irreplaceable by Beyoncé came on the PA and the phrase "To the left, to the left" wrenched his mind back to his balls. "Goddamn that bitch," he thought, "I hope she appreciates what I'm doing for her." But mental fortitude alone was not enough and by mid-chorus, Tsukatu had had enough. Searching for something to dull the senses in his aching ears and loins, he grabbed two bottles of cheap champagne off the closest table and made for the corner of the room mostly obscured by the cake. As the cold, bubbling liquid hit the back of his throat, he knew he had his salvation. "Goddamn that bitch," he giggled, "I'm gonna... hehehe!"

(User was banned for this post.)

way to piss on the bread