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 on: November 14, 2009, 10:50:59 AM 
Started by MissMandy - Last post by Stargazer
 Grin lmao, Well said missmandy, I think we can all identify with most of those! I haven't laughed so much in ages! Well done!!![

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 on: November 13, 2009, 02:19:13 PM 
Started by MissMandy - Last post by mallory420
ok lets say half of this is true! for mal! the other half deals with issues i have no time or energies for (*jelousyetc)
anyway dont know if you wrote that or snagged it from another , but u know its time to take a break when.......heee heee

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 on: November 13, 2009, 12:56:26 PM 
Started by MissMandy - Last post by MissMandy
You log on and are immediately hit with 10 IM's from people who have you on their buddy list.
You constantly find yourself doing things you said you would never do when you first got online, because you swore it was impossible to become addicted.
you suffer withdrawal if you are away from the computer for more than a few hours.
Your buddy list has over 100 people on it.
You understand what BIF, ISO, and BIM means. (if you get this one... you've been hanging around in some strange places).
You sit on a donut pillow to avoid hemmoroids because you've already had the operation a dozen times.
You have to inject no-doze into your butt to keep it awake.
You have your computer set so it goes directly into the Chat welcome screen.
You wait online for 6 hours for your cyber love to come home from work and get online.
Your online relationship has gone farther than any real life one you ever had.
You get up at 2 am to go to the bathroom and turn on your computer instead.
You don't even notice typo's anymore
You enter a room and 23 or more people greet you with {{hugs}} or XXX kisses
Your Job interferes with your chat time.
Your idea of sex involves a keyboard and all the dirty words your momma told you never to use.
Your monitor has lip prints all over it..
You have to check Encarta Encyclopedia for the definition of "sun".

You get jealous when someone else looks at your monitor.

You rearrange your furniture for easy access to your computer from anywhere in the house.
You forget how to turn on the T.V.
Your definition of a date involves a private room with the security turned on.
Your keyboard reaches the toilet.
You have a dinner party and everyone gathers around your monitor to view your website instead of your slides from last summers family vacation.

You can no longer distinguish between chat and reality.
When someone asks "what did you say?" you tell them to Scroll Back.
Your children welcome you to the living room.
You move the coffee pot next to your computer.
You buy a mini fridge and set it within chair rolling distance of your computer..

You carry your laptop everywhere.
Someone tells a joke and you shout "LOL LOL"
You leave a room and say "BRB"
You re-enter a room and say "IS BACK!!!!!!"
Your family and co-workers have to use your chat name to get your attention.
The first thing you hug in the morning is your monitor.
You have a second phone line installed so you can chat with your friends online and on the phone at the same time.
You spend more time in a chat room than in your bedroom.

You find yourself trying to cock your head at 90 degrees when you smile :-)
You have called out someones chat name while making love to your significant other.
You keep begging your friends to get an account so "we can hang out".
You've ever been the first person in AND the last person out of a chat room.
Although you don't know what they look like, you become insanely jealous of people hitting on your cyber love.
You don't have a clue what your lover looks like.
You find yourself sneaking out of bed and going to the computer while your spouse is sleeping.
You know more about your CHAT friends' daily routine than your spouses'.
You find yourself lying to others about your time online and when they complain that your phone was busy for hours, you claim the cat knocked it off the hook.
You have an identity crises when you see someone with a chat name similar to yours.
You would rather tell people those bloodshot eyes are from partying all night than the truth---you're were online ALL night AGAIN!
You change your screen name so often you have to look at your profile to remember who you are.
You understand the humor in this page because you've committed these acts yourself.
Your dog growls at your computer because you pay more attention to the computer than the dog.  
You stop typing whole words and start typing things like ppl, dunno, lemme, ty, wb, hb

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 on: November 12, 2009, 07:02:45 AM 
Started by JAGUAR - Last post by Katie Renee
Beepystan, is a good moderator. I cant imagine him saying anything like this.......

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 on: October 23, 2009, 09:06:44 PM 
Started by Mike54 - Last post by Mike54
Results of a recent research shows that there are 7 kinds of sex.
 
The 1st kind of sex is called: Smurf Sex.

* This kind of sex happens when you first meet someone and you both have sex until you are blue in the face.
 
The 2nd kind of sex is called: Kitchen Sex.

* This is when you have been with your partner for a short time and you are so needy you will have sex anywhere, even in the kitchen.
 
The 3rd kind of sex is called: Bedroom Sex.

* This is when you have been with your partner for a long time. Your sex has gotten routine and you usually have sex only in your bedroom.
 
The 4th kind of sex is called: Hallway Sex.

* This is when you have been with your partner for too long.. When you pass each other in the hallway you both say "screw you."
 
The 5th kind of sex is called: Religious Sex.

* Which means you get Nun in the morning, Nun in the afternoon and Nun at night.(Very Popular)
 
The 6th kind is called Courtroom Sex.

* This is when you cannot stand your wife any more. She takes you to court and screws you in front of everyone.
 
And; Last, but not least,


The 7th kind of sex is called: Social Security Sex.

* You get a little each month.

But not enough to enjoy yourself.

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 on: October 23, 2009, 08:08:32 PM 
Started by Mike54 - Last post by Mike54
Anger Management
For all of you who occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to
take it out on someone -- don't take it out on someone you know...take it out
on someone you don't know.
I was sitting at my desk, when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten to
make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered saying,
"Hello?" I politely said, "This is Fred Hanifin, could I please speak with
Robin Carter?" Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't
believe anyone could be so rude.
I tracked down Robin's correct number and called her. (I had transposed the
last two digits of her phone number). After hanging up with her, I decided
to call the 'wrong' number again. When the same guy answered the phone, I
yelled, "You're an asshole!" and hung up. I wrote his number down, with the
word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer.
Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd
call him up and yell, "You're an asshole!" It always cheered me up.
When Caller ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole' calling
would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith
from the Telephone Company. I'm just calling to see if you're familiar with
the caller ID program?" He yelled, "NO!" and slammed the phone down. I
quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an asshole!"
So, one day I went to the grocery store, getting ready to pull into a parking
spot. Some kid in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot
I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting
for the spot. The idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his car
window, so I wrote down his number.
A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had his number
on speed dial), I thought I better call the BMW asshole, too. I dialed and
someone said, "Hello?" I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for
sale?" "Yes it is." "Can you tell me where I can see it?" "Yes, I live at 1802
West 34th Street. It's a yellow house and the car's parked right out front."
"What's your name?" I asked. "My name is Don Hansen," he said.
"When's a good time to catch you, Don?" "I'm home every evening after
five." "Listen, Don, can I tell you something?" "Yes?"
"Don, you're an asshole!" Then I hung up and added his number to my speed
dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call. But after several
months of calling them, it wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be. So, I came up
with an idea: I called Asshole #1. "Hello" "You're an asshole!" (but I didn't
hang up.)
"Are you still there?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"Stop calling me," he screamed
"What are you going to do about it, asshole?" I said.
Who are you?" he asked.
"My name is Don Hansen."
"Yeah? Where do you live?"
"Asshole, I live at 1802 West 34th Street, a yellow house with my black
Beemer parked in front."
He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying
your prayers."
I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole."
Then I called asshole # 2:
"Hello?" he said.
"Hello Asshole," I said.
He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..."
"You'll what?" I said.
"I'll kick your ass," he exclaimed.
I answered, "Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now."
Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying I lived at 1802
West 34th Street, and I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover. Then
I called Channel 13 news about the gang war going down on West 34th
Street.
I quickly got into my car and headed over to 34th St. There, I saw two
assholes beating the shit out of each other...in front of six squad cars, a
police helicopter, and a TV news crew.
Ahhhhhh, now I feel lots better....

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 on: October 20, 2009, 04:22:55 PM 
Started by matty1491 - Last post by matty1491
I have seen a lot of posting about people not being able to get onto the chat, so i thought i'd make a post explaining it Smiley

"The Connection to the Flash Media Server has failed"
This usually means that the server is down. This means that the computer that hosts this site is either not working, or is being upgraded. No need to worry, it's not your computer, the admin are just fixing the web server that hosts this site. So you'll just have to be patient.

What if others can access the chat and I can't?
This means that is possibly something not quite right about the setup of your browser. Obviously the internet would be working, otherwise you wouldn't be able to load the site at all. The chat runs on Adobe Flash Player, which is an add-on for Browsers. This is needed to run the chat.

If you have flash, and you can't connect, then you probably need to make sure that your internet is working OK; or that you are not accessing the site through a proxy server (another site that hides your machine's identity) and access the site directly.

I'm on the site, but i want to send Personal Messages
To enable personal messages, you need to be a member of the MCC Forum. So you need to register on this forum, then enter the chat through the forum. Hopefully, your personal messages will be available! (Ask permission to Personal Message someone, as flooding them with Personal Messages could get you banned)

I hope I helped, and if there are any problems, me or someone on here will answer  Smiley

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 on: October 20, 2009, 12:32:21 PM 
Started by Katie Renee - Last post by matty1491
Does it take a while to load before it says that?

If so, it just might be busy at that time, and your internet connection might struggle with the bandwidth

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 on: October 20, 2009, 07:35:33 AM 
Started by MissMandy - Last post by CLITCOMMANDER
fucktards will be fucktards

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 on: October 20, 2009, 06:52:56 AM 
Started by Katie Renee - Last post by Katie Renee
It says connenection so server has failed...any ideas? i keep refreshing it and its not working. Ugh :s

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