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mrsronweasley) wrote2006-08-21 01:23 pm
mrsronweasley) wrote2006-08-21 01:23 pm
Best Story Ever. (tm)
So, okay. Sam told me this story while I was on the bus heading to NYC this Friday, and I had a really difficult time not laughing outloud and pissing off the entire bus. He was told this by somebody he knows at school. Apparently, this took place in Boston.
A girl of about my age, weighing about 100 pounds, was asked by her friends to sit with their dog while they went away on vacation. This dog was a fully-grown German Shepherd.
The girl agreed, and her friends left.
Approximately on the second day of her dog-sitting duties, the dog died. No outward reason, nothing immediate - he was old, and he died. Panicking, the girl called up her friends and told them what happened. Apparently, having known their dog's health was failing, they weren't shocked. They told her that it was all right, to calm down, and to call their vet, where "they arrange for this kind of thing," they explained. Because, obviously, somebody had to take care of the body.
So, the girl called the number they'd left her, and asked for help. The vet, very surprised by this, told her that no, they don't make any arrangements of the kind, but, he added, if she brought the dog in, he'd take care of it. "Don't worry about the rest," he said.
Now, the dog weighed about 60 pounds. The girl, as previously mentioned, was teeny. How the hell was she gonna drag that huge dog across town all on her own?
Then, she had a brainwave. A suitcase on wheels! Of course! So, she stuffed the dog in the suitcase, and took the T.
Things were going fine, at first. She was kind of jumpy from, you know, having a dead dog stuffed inside the suitcase, but the ride wasn't supposed to take long, and she didn't exactly have a choice.
The problem came when she had to drag it up the stairs, and there was no working escalator. Luckily for her, a guy passing saw her struggling, and decided to help her out. Together, they dragged the suitcase up the stairs and over the barrier.
"Wow," the guy said, "this is heavy. What have you got in here, anyway?"
"Oh." The girl had to think quickly, because, obviously, she wasn't about to tell the guy that he'd just lugged a dead dog stuffed into a suitcase up the stairs. "Computer parts. A lot of computer parts," she said.
At which point the guy steeled himself, punched her in the face, and took off with the suitcase, to parts unknown, never to be found again. Only to, eventually, open the suitcase up and discover that instead of the many computer parts he had been hoping for, he was now an owner of one large, dead dog.
And that, my friends, is the best story I have ever heard.
Poor girl. Not only having to deal with a very dead dog on her hands, but being punched in the face for her problems, and losing the dead dog's body and having to later explain to her friends that some asshole from the T was running around somewhere with their dog's body.
PRICELESS, I tell you. PRICELESS.
I really hope this is true, too. Just 'cause...you can't make this shit up, you really can't.
ETA: It's pretty much been confirmed as an urban legend. Doesn't make it any less funnier. At least, in my head. *still dying*
A girl of about my age, weighing about 100 pounds, was asked by her friends to sit with their dog while they went away on vacation. This dog was a fully-grown German Shepherd.
The girl agreed, and her friends left.
Approximately on the second day of her dog-sitting duties, the dog died. No outward reason, nothing immediate - he was old, and he died. Panicking, the girl called up her friends and told them what happened. Apparently, having known their dog's health was failing, they weren't shocked. They told her that it was all right, to calm down, and to call their vet, where "they arrange for this kind of thing," they explained. Because, obviously, somebody had to take care of the body.
So, the girl called the number they'd left her, and asked for help. The vet, very surprised by this, told her that no, they don't make any arrangements of the kind, but, he added, if she brought the dog in, he'd take care of it. "Don't worry about the rest," he said.
Now, the dog weighed about 60 pounds. The girl, as previously mentioned, was teeny. How the hell was she gonna drag that huge dog across town all on her own?
Then, she had a brainwave. A suitcase on wheels! Of course! So, she stuffed the dog in the suitcase, and took the T.
Things were going fine, at first. She was kind of jumpy from, you know, having a dead dog stuffed inside the suitcase, but the ride wasn't supposed to take long, and she didn't exactly have a choice.
The problem came when she had to drag it up the stairs, and there was no working escalator. Luckily for her, a guy passing saw her struggling, and decided to help her out. Together, they dragged the suitcase up the stairs and over the barrier.
"Wow," the guy said, "this is heavy. What have you got in here, anyway?"
"Oh." The girl had to think quickly, because, obviously, she wasn't about to tell the guy that he'd just lugged a dead dog stuffed into a suitcase up the stairs. "Computer parts. A lot of computer parts," she said.
At which point the guy steeled himself, punched her in the face, and took off with the suitcase, to parts unknown, never to be found again. Only to, eventually, open the suitcase up and discover that instead of the many computer parts he had been hoping for, he was now an owner of one large, dead dog.
And that, my friends, is the best story I have ever heard.
Poor girl. Not only having to deal with a very dead dog on her hands, but being punched in the face for her problems, and losing the dead dog's body and having to later explain to her friends that some asshole from the T was running around somewhere with their dog's body.
PRICELESS, I tell you. PRICELESS.
I really hope this is true, too. Just 'cause...you can't make this shit up, you really can't.
ETA: It's pretty much been confirmed as an urban legend. Doesn't make it any less funnier. At least, in my head. *still dying*
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Oh my God.
Please let this be true.
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NOTHING! :D
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Okay, I just googled: This version happens in NYC, though, and it's an old lady. (http://emuu.net/?010157).
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It must have happened somewhere, sometime.
Oh, I think that can be applied to pretty much anything. So take comfort in that. ;)
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You've got Benfica listed as an interest! :D That's my club.
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Are you Portuguese by any chance?
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Nasci em Benfica! Mas vivo na França. :/
O Benfica é o clube do meu avô, do meu pai, do meu tio, dos meus primos, etc... e o meu também, claro.
O mundo é pequeno. Tudo bém em Lisboa? :)
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Está-se bem em Lisboa, porque é Agosto -- muita gente está de férias, e a cidade parece mais relaxada, heh.
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Liz, sorry for spamming your LJ! ;p
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Como foste parar a França?
Ha! Uma historia complicada (o meu namorado é Francês). Estive em Lisboa em Julho, durante a época do Mundial. Tantas saudades... :)
Como é que vieste parar ao LJ da Liz, se não é indiscreto? No meu caso, é por amor de due South (um programa de televisão com homens bons - LOL).
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And I TOTALLY know that you just asked her where she knows me from. And YOU know from due South!
*wins* :D
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Ah, LJ... International friending machine. :)
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Eu cá tive pena de estar no estrangeiro durante a parte mais emocionante do Mundial. Quando foi o Euro, eu ia sempre ao Marquês celebrar. ;)
Okay, eu conheço a Liz através do fandom de Harry Potter, heh. Há três anos ou isso, ela estava completamente doida por Remus/Sirius, se bem que agora esteja mais virada para dueSouth e outras coisas (é o que acontece quando um dos teus personagens favoritos morre). :)
Nunca vi dueSouth mas confesso que tenho alguma curiosidade!
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Admito não conhecer nada sobre o HP fandom. Mas due South é das melhores coisas que ja vi. Vale a pena descobrir. Se quizeres, posso mandar-te DVDs (se a Liz não o faz antes, claro. LOL).
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Er, ainda bem que não sabes muito sobre o meu fandom, porque é de DOIDOS. LOL.
Vou dar uma oportunidade a dueSouth -- resta descobrir quem é que me vai mandar DVDs primeiro! (obrigada pela oferta, já agora!)
Liz, how is that going to be? Who is going to be sending me DVDs first, you or
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Liz, do you hear that? We rule! *beams*
A sério? Eeeeeeeee! Fixe! Mais uma convertida! LOL. Pode ser em formato .avi? Preferes sem legendas ou com legendas em inglês?
YAY! E força Benfica! Espero que este ano eles não façam figura triste. :)
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Pode ser em formato .avi, sim, e definitivamente prefiro com legendas. :) 'brigadíssima!
Adicionei-te à minha lista; espero que não seja problema, heh.
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E não ha problema nenhum, acabei de fazer o mesmo. :)
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*is still dying from the funny*
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Dude, even though it's not true, that's still freakin' hilarious!
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