Posted on March 11th, 2010 by admin
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Earlier this year, many Toyota owners discovered a minor glitch with their automobiles: turns out the cars regarded driver input as secondary to their love of accelerating and the delicious sound of human screams. No big deal, unless you own a Toyota, or know a Toyota owner, or live on the ground floor of your home where the Toyotas can get to you.
Now Toyota’s marketing department is struggling to put a positive spin on the incident. Here are five ads from their latest campaigns:
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Written 2010-03-11 18:00:00 by Owen Parsons
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Dating someone? Well great! Send your craziest, funniest, most embarrassing dating related stories to me at dating.itscomplicated[at]gmail.com!

While dating my first girlfriend, we had gone out to dinner probably at a diner or something. All I remember is that I drank a lot of soda (hey I was like 17). By the time we made it back to her house I had to piss something fierce but she had to use the bathroom too. She politely let me go first. I bolted into the bathroom and took a piss only to find out after I was finished that my pee had been shooting in two directions (WTF) and while one stream was aimed perfectly into the toilet, the other was aimed directly down my left pant leg. I had just pissed myself at my girlfriend’s house. Seeing as how I was a loser in high school I wore those pants with the zip off pant-legs so you can turn them into shorts. I slyly unzipped the pant-legs and made them into shorts and then complained all night about “how warm it was inside” in the dead of winter. She never said a word about it but I think she knew.
-Anonymous
While helping my girlfriend get prepared for her summer semester abroad, I convinced her that she will need to get a new watch because Europe is on “metric time”. I said they have 100 hours instead of 24 hours in a day. She says, “Oh yeah, I forgot about that”. Good luck finding your new watch! -Dan, ND State
So me and my (ex) girlfriend went to Texas (my old home town) to stay for about 3-4 days. And onmy step fathers land he had a single wide trailer for us to use while he stayed in his newly built house. Well one morning after waking up me and my GF decide to start at it again. In the middle of sex she asks me to moan for her. I don’t really do that, but I didn’t care so I did so and probably sounded like a girl doing it because I was faking it. So we get done and I start heading to the shower and outside in the living room (near bedroom door) is my step dad on the couch just laughing saying “well son it sounds like you had fun”. Now he probably thinks I sound like a girl having sex.
-E-Brake, Army (deployed currently)
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Written 2010-03-11 16:00:00 by Jason Michaels
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Posted on March 10th, 2010 by admin
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Fairy tales aren’t as wholesome as they seem. Roll over the images to see what these stories should really be called…
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Written 2010-03-10 18:00:00 by Ariel Greenspoon
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Posted on March 10th, 2010 by admin
Do your parents not understand technology? Do they ask you stupid questions? Do they send you absurd text messages? Do they use words like “MyFace,”"SpaceBook,”or “The World Wide Web?”
If you’ve got an example of your Parents Just Don’t Understanding, submit it here!
And thank God we’ll never be as dumb as they are!
Your parents’ Bioshock.
I get a text message from my father’s iphone with only the word “jose” as a message. When I call to ask him about the confusing text he says, “Oh I was at the Maverick game when a message appeared on the jumbo tron asking us to text ‘jose’ to some 5-digit number. I tried it to do it, but I didn’t know how so I sent it to you.” … thanks. j campbell, texas
When I was a junior/senior in high school, I had my ringback tone set to R. Kelly’s “Players Only” song. I got a call from my grandmother while I was in class and simply ignored it. When I got out of school, I called her back and she says, “Oh! I tried to call you earlier, but you were at a really loud party and I couldn’t hear you so I hung up.” Micheal Hartsock, Penn State
My mom sent me an invitation to gmail…to my gmail address. I asked her about it later and it turns out she was trying to use gmail chat. katy hosterman, CSU, Chico
Today my mom thought I wouldn’t be able to finish a show online because we were going to someone’s house and “by that time it would be over.” Jeremy P
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Written 2010-03-10 16:00:00 by Susanna Wolff
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Posted on March 9th, 2010 by admin
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I think China’s trying to send us a message…
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Written 2010-03-09 18:00:00 by Jeff Rosenberg
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Ever have a sh*tty job that you wanted to complain about in a weekly submission-based column named after Blink-182 lyrics? Send your submissions to worksuxiknow[at]gmail.com!
I work at a hotel setting up banquet rooms for special events. All the banquet rooms are named after area sports teams, so one of the rooms is called “Huskies.” We we setting up Huskies room for a special event one night and had everything set when the event organizer came in and demanded that we set up their event in a different room. Turns out the event was for a Weight Watchers group and they were offended that they were in the Huskies room, so we had to do all our work over again in a different room. -Chris
My story was posted on your website. My boss saw it. I was fired. -Anonymous
A few years ago I worked at a gas station that shared a dumpster with a restaurant. A long time customer drives in, gets gas, chats with the owner then leaves. About two hours later, she calls and says that she threw her wallet away and that we should fish it out of the trash can. Only thing is the trash was emptied into the dumpster at this point. The owner tells me to go into the dumpster for his friends wallet. I spent an hour knee deep in rotting meat and vegetables from the restaurant only to have my boss tell me that the customer called and found her wallet in her coat pocket. I still had an hour to work and I couldn’t clean up or go home early. -Anonymous
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Written 2010-03-09 16:00:00 by Brian Murphy
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Let me tell you about our crew. We work 14-hour days. We haul equipment up six flights of stairs. We argue with location owners to let us keep shooting. We argue with each other and make up within a two-minute span. We race around town for forgotten art. We make pressured actors feel comfortable. We make background actors feel worthwhile. We have no sick days. Our vacation time is usually unanimous or not at all. We are masters of the tight rope walk between artistic vision and compromise.
Every time I reach the end of a shoot week, I want to cry. It’s something in between exhaustion and raw appreciation for the people that I work with. -Sam Reich
Still interested? Here’s what we want from a Production Intern:
* Previous production experience * Enrolled in a related major or coursework * Extremely reliable and great work ethic * Ability to receive college credit * Willingness to learn and work with a team * Residence in, or within commuting distance of NYC (Manhattan) * Coolness
Here’s what you’ll get to do:
* Be involved in the pre-production and production of all videos * Help out in the office and on set * Be a crucial part of a small team where every member counts * Everything from scouting locations to finding a last-minute Philosoraptor mask.
Want in? All you need to do is send a polite cover letter and resume to chtvinterns.
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Written 2010-03-09 14:00:00 by Ben Joseph
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Posted on March 8th, 2010 by admin
It’s been an entire week since your last confession and there’s been a lot of good, solid sinning going on across the country. Check out the top 5 and don’t forget to submit your misdeeds to our submission page!
My freshman year, my roommate and I swapped jewelry regularly. Her favorite necklace to borrow was a designer knock-off that I bought for $8 at the mall. Apparently she didn’t realize it was fake, because when she lost it, she spent nearly a grand to replace it without me noticing. Of course, I never said anything.
Danielle H., Southwestern University
My ex best friend used to invite herself over so much that she basically was my roommate. She would just show up at my house, eat all of my food and then complain about how fat she was gonna get if she ate too much. Then she would “borrow” tons of money to buy herself more junk food with. One day I had her put in her iTunes password into my phone because she wanted to buy a game. Congrats bitch, I got so fed up with waiting for you to pay me back that when I saw your password I bought the most expensive app in the store. Have fun paying for that one, we might be about even now. Anonymous, School Not Given
I recently roomed with my best friend. I thought it would be fun to pull a prank on him while he slept. I decided to drag him into the shower and turn the water to cold. I found out that day that he sleeps naked. Travis M, UND
Imagine Jabba the Hut and Princess Leia had some bastard emo child. That’s my roommate. All she does is sit on her bed and eat, then gets up and stinks up the toilet. And then complains, complains, complains! She hasn’t once brushed her teeth, rarely showers, and photoshops pictures of herself
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Written 2010-03-08 16:00:00 by Jeff Rosenberg
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Written 2010-03-05 16:00:00 by Tom Philip
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Posted on March 5th, 2010 by admin