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On the last vacation that my girlfriend and I took we went to this really fancy hotel and spa to get massages. This whole vacation we'd been eating out everyday. Going out for breakfast, meeting people for lunch, huge nice dinners every night, which is more food than i usually eat so i was just brewing something fierce inside.
We got to the hotel and i took a piss and the toilet literally flushed with a trickle, like barely at all. That should have been a warning not to attempt anything serious in it. We were there about two hours before our massages and i was exhausted so i wanted to take a nap. My girlfriend wasn't so she said she was going to go down to the lobby to buy a magazine from the store and read that while i slept.
To preface the next part of the story our room was on the second floor and the windows overlooked the roof that covered the front door lobby, the place where all the cars pull in. This roof was about fifteen feet long, straight out from our window.
So my girlfriend leaves and really have to take a shit so i head into the bathroom and proceed to fucking give birth to a snow tire in the toilet. This thing was seriously like a shampoo bottle sticking straight up. It was out of the water just standing there, it didn't even fall over. I was nervous to shut the cover, it would have looked like somebody was trying to finger paint on the lid.
So now i'm stuck because i know there is absolutely no way this is going to flush. I'm trying to figure out what to do, my mind is racing. I went to the closet to see if there was a coat hanger to try and chop it up, nothing they are built into the rack and don't come off. I was trying to think of anything so make it go down but finally gave up n that idea. Nothing short of a team of Clydesdales was pulling this thing anywhere.
So i see the barrel just sitting in the corner and i grab the little plastic bag out of it. I wrapped it around my hand and reached into the toilet and grabbed the dump, yes it was that solid, and picked it up and wrapped in the plastic. I went to the bathroom window only to find out it was painted shut and doesn't open. So now my only option is to go out into the bedroom and open one of those windows. This makes me real nervous because i can picture myself taking one step out of the bathroom door in just boxers holding a bag of shit that could choke a donkey and see my girlfriend walking in. So i put shit bag down and go open the window. I run back to the bathroom and grab the bag and run out to the bedroom and i have to fucking sidearm launch this thing to clear the fifteen foot roof so she doesn't see it just sitting there when she gets back. The bag clears the roof and sails down out of sight.
I just fell over laughing at the ridiculousness of this situation and the idea of someone arriving at this fancy ass over priced hotel and spa just to see a bag of shit come flying out over the roof and splat on the street in front of them. I told all my friends when we got home and later that night told the story in front of my girlfriend. She tells me i'm disgusting but she laughs every time
Now that i think about it, that story isn't so embarrassing as it is awesome.
We got to the hotel and i took a piss and the toilet literally flushed with a trickle, like barely at all. That should have been a warning not to attempt anything serious in it. We were there about two hours before our massages and i was exhausted so i wanted to take a nap. My girlfriend wasn't so she said she was going to go down to the lobby to buy a magazine from the store and read that while i slept.
To preface the next part of the story our room was on the second floor and the windows overlooked the roof that covered the front door lobby, the place where all the cars pull in. This roof was about fifteen feet long, straight out from our window.
So my girlfriend leaves and really have to take a shit so i head into the bathroom and proceed to fucking give birth to a snow tire in the toilet. This thing was seriously like a shampoo bottle sticking straight up. It was out of the water just standing there, it didn't even fall over. I was nervous to shut the cover, it would have looked like somebody was trying to finger paint on the lid.
So now i'm stuck because i know there is absolutely no way this is going to flush. I'm trying to figure out what to do, my mind is racing. I went to the closet to see if there was a coat hanger to try and chop it up, nothing they are built into the rack and don't come off. I was trying to think of anything so make it go down but finally gave up n that idea. Nothing short of a team of Clydesdales was pulling this thing anywhere.
So i see the barrel just sitting in the corner and i grab the little plastic bag out of it. I wrapped it around my hand and reached into the toilet and grabbed the dump, yes it was that solid, and picked it up and wrapped in the plastic. I went to the bathroom window only to find out it was painted shut and doesn't open. So now my only option is to go out into the bedroom and open one of those windows. This makes me real nervous because i can picture myself taking one step out of the bathroom door in just boxers holding a bag of shit that could choke a donkey and see my girlfriend walking in. So i put shit bag down and go open the window. I run back to the bathroom and grab the bag and run out to the bedroom and i have to fucking sidearm launch this thing to clear the fifteen foot roof so she doesn't see it just sitting there when she gets back. The bag clears the roof and sails down out of sight.
I just fell over laughing at the ridiculousness of this situation and the idea of someone arriving at this fancy ass over priced hotel and spa just to see a bag of shit come flying out over the roof and splat on the street in front of them. I told all my friends when we got home and later that night told the story in front of my girlfriend. She tells me i'm disgusting but she laughs every time
Now that i think about it, that story isn't so embarrassing as it is awesome.
Laurentius
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Excuse me while I go vomit.
MrOctober said:On the last vacation that my girlfriend and I took we went to this really fancy hotel and spa to get massages. This whole vacation we'd been eating out everyday. Going out for breakfast, meeting people for lunch, huge nice dinners every night, which is more food than i usually eat so i was just brewing something fierce inside.
We got to the hotel and i took a piss and the toilet literally flushed with a trickle, like barely at all. That should have been a warning not to attempt anything serious in it. We were there about two hours before our massages and i was exhausted so i wanted to take a nap. My girlfriend wasn't so she said she was going to go down to the lobby to buy a magazine from the store and read that while i slept.
To preface the next part of the story our room was on the second floor and the windows overlooked the roof that covered the front door lobby, the place where all the cars pull in. This roof was about fifteen feet long, straight out from our window.
So my girlfriend leaves and really have to take a shit so i head into the bathroom and proceed to fucking give birth to a snow tire in the toilet. This thing was seriously like a shampoo bottle sticking straight up. It was out of the water just standing there, it didn't even fall over. I was nervous to shut the cover, it would have looked like somebody was trying to finger paint on the lid.
So now i'm stuck because i know there is absolutely no way this is going to flush. I'm trying to figure out what to do, my mind is racing. I went to the closet to see if there was a coat hanger to try and chop it up, nothing they are built into the rack and don't come off. I was trying to think of anything so make it go down but finally gave up n that idea. Nothing short of a team of Clydesdales was pulling this thing anywhere.
So i see the barrel just sitting in the corner and i grab the little plastic bag out of it. I wrapped it around my hand and reached into the toilet and grabbed the dump, yes it was that solid, and picked it up and wrapped in the plastic. I went to the bathroom window only to find out it was painted shut and doesn't open. So now my only option is to go out into the bedroom and open one of those windows. This makes me real nervous because i can picture myself taking one step out of the bathroom door in just boxers holding a bag of shit that could choke a donkey and see my girlfriend walking in. So i put shit bag down and go open the window. I run back to the bathroom and grab the bag and run out to the bedroom and i have to fucking sidearm launch this thing to clear the fifteen foot roof so she doesn't see it just sitting there when she gets back. The bag clears the roof and sails down out of sight.
I just fell over laughing at the ridiculousness of this situation and the idea of someone arriving at this fancy ass over priced hotel and spa just to see a bag of shit come flying out over the roof and splat on the street in front of them. I told all my friends when we got home and later that night told the story in front of my girlfriend. She tells me i'm disgusting but she laughs every time
Now that i think about it, that story isn't so embarrassing as it is awesome.
Holy shit man, I'm crying. :lol :lol
Shalashaska
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:lol :lol :lolMrOctober said:
MrOctober said:
:lol :lol I'm dying here... :lol :lol
I once vomited over my orthodontist when she took a dental impression. My gag-reflex is very strong, and I was really fighting not to vomit but she kept pressing it in and I just couldn't help it. Back then I found it really embarrassing, nowadays I'm almost proud of it because she was a real bitch.
Mike Works
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i cannot stop laughing at this :lolMrOctober said:
RumblingRosco
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One day, in 2nd grade, for whatever reason, I had to piss. Bad. Really, really bad... but we weren't allowed to use the restroom unless it was a designated "restroom break" time of the day, so I had no choice other than to hold it and pray. You can figure out how this story goes of course, we were all there, sitting in our chairs, when the flood walls broke open and I just drowned the poor chair. Obviously, it was embarrassing, so I wasn't going to say a thing. A good minute or two passes and it seemed like no one noticed, but then this kid behind me, Chris was his name I think, say about as loudly as you could expect "Hey, I think your chair is leaking."
Oh fuck.
Well, this of course got everyone's attention, including the teacher's. Next thing you know, I'm saying that it wasn't piss, but that it was water. I honestly don't know if the teacher was just playing along with me or was a total idiot, I think she was playing along, because when the janitor came in, he quite literally took the handle of the mop and tapped it into the ceiling to see if there was a leak (it had been raining that day). Obviously, there was no way two gallons of piss leaked from the ceiling into my lap, but I guess the teacher was just trying to cover it up from the other kids.
A sad walk down the hallway to the attendance office, a depressing phone call to my mom, and a solid 20 minutes sitting in the office, reeking of piss, while I waited for my mom to pick me up, and I was one shitty feeling kid.
But hey, I've never since had a piss that felt so great to let out.
Oh fuck.
Well, this of course got everyone's attention, including the teacher's. Next thing you know, I'm saying that it wasn't piss, but that it was water. I honestly don't know if the teacher was just playing along with me or was a total idiot, I think she was playing along, because when the janitor came in, he quite literally took the handle of the mop and tapped it into the ceiling to see if there was a leak (it had been raining that day). Obviously, there was no way two gallons of piss leaked from the ceiling into my lap, but I guess the teacher was just trying to cover it up from the other kids.
A sad walk down the hallway to the attendance office, a depressing phone call to my mom, and a solid 20 minutes sitting in the office, reeking of piss, while I waited for my mom to pick me up, and I was one shitty feeling kid.
But hey, I've never since had a piss that felt so great to let out.
fistfulofmetal
Banned
Back in 9th grade our teacher set up the desks in pairs. Everyone had a partner that they could ask for help, converse, etc.
It was about halfway through the school year, we'd switched partners every month and it was the day to switch again.
On that day my partner turned out to be a black girl that I barely knew. So we moved desks together and the class proceeded.
The teacher told us that the next assignment would require us to have our rulers and a calculator. So I turned to my side and went to each for my books that were under my chair.
As I bent over, the class erupted in the loudest, most vile rank fart I've ever let loose in a public place.
Directly in the girls face.
It was about halfway through the school year, we'd switched partners every month and it was the day to switch again.
On that day my partner turned out to be a black girl that I barely knew. So we moved desks together and the class proceeded.
The teacher told us that the next assignment would require us to have our rulers and a calculator. So I turned to my side and went to each for my books that were under my chair.
As I bent over, the class erupted in the loudest, most vile rank fart I've ever let loose in a public place.
Directly in the girls face.
WordAssassin
Member
I've had the exact same thing happen. :lol :lolfistfulofmetal said:
This reminds me of the time I passed gas in class back in 5th grade. I was holding it in forever and I just couldn't take it any more. I lifted my right thigh up just a little and let it out. I thought thank god it was silent... I even had a little grin on my face. Then I look to the right and this kid was looking at me. He had this horrified look on his face. He was really laud and flamboyant so I knew this wasn't gonna be good. All of a sudden he scream "EEEEWWW OMG HE FAAARTED!!!" "HE LIFTED HIS LEG AND WENT LIKE THIS TSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" "EEEEWWWWW".. I felt so small and embarrassed :lolfistfulofmetal said:
Pizza Luigi
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It was the other day that this hot girl was at my place and I just walked into the toilet when she was shitting there.
I've never been so turned off in my entire life. My penis like inverted.
I've never been so turned off in my entire life. My penis like inverted.
RumblingRosco
Member
Pizza Luigi said:
This is obviously fake. Every man knows that girls don't poop.
Mike Works
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alright here's mine
this was back in high school, when i was in grade 9. as some of you know, i used to be really overweight. here's a picture of me taken a few months before this story occurred:
(picture)
so yeah, grade 9. it's lunch, and i'm eating in the school's cafeteria along with 100 or so other people in my grade (and around 300 people from other grades). everyone from my grade is eating at one long row of tables all connected together. everyone's talking over each other, normal atmosphere.
this guy sitting across from me, trevor, starts talking to me. calls me a dumbass or an idiot or something. standard lunchtime smack talk. i call him a moron or something back. we're half really insulting each other, half joking. that's just the way trevor was.
so after calling him retarded, it's his turn to say something to me. just as he begins to insult me, this old 65 year old teacher whom i'd never had was walking directly behind me. he hears trevor's insult directed towards me, immediately stops, and yells out, "HEY!"
everyone within ear shot stops talking, at least half of the people at my table (in my grade). all eyes are on him. i turn around just as he puts one hand on my shoulder and stares at trevor. with his other hand, he points down at me, and with everyone listening says,
"You leave this poor girl alone!"
this was back in high school, when i was in grade 9. as some of you know, i used to be really overweight. here's a picture of me taken a few months before this story occurred:
(picture)
so yeah, grade 9. it's lunch, and i'm eating in the school's cafeteria along with 100 or so other people in my grade (and around 300 people from other grades). everyone from my grade is eating at one long row of tables all connected together. everyone's talking over each other, normal atmosphere.
this guy sitting across from me, trevor, starts talking to me. calls me a dumbass or an idiot or something. standard lunchtime smack talk. i call him a moron or something back. we're half really insulting each other, half joking. that's just the way trevor was.
so after calling him retarded, it's his turn to say something to me. just as he begins to insult me, this old 65 year old teacher whom i'd never had was walking directly behind me. he hears trevor's insult directed towards me, immediately stops, and yells out, "HEY!"
everyone within ear shot stops talking, at least half of the people at my table (in my grade). all eyes are on him. i turn around just as he puts one hand on my shoulder and stares at trevor. with his other hand, he points down at me, and with everyone listening says,
"You leave this poor girl alone!"
When I was in the elementary school I pissed myself. Let me tell you how it happened.
We had a mean ass teacher that would never fucking let us take a bathroom break. We only had one break for lunch and then we came back for pretty much nonstop few hours of classes. After having lunch and filling our stomachs with juice boxes, all the kids would fucking want to piss and were always beging to go use the restroom. But the teacher ran a tight ship and wouldn't give in to our pleas.
I worked around the limitations. I would just let loose during class and kind of smear my piss all over the plastic seat with my ass and also with my feet on the floor, which created a kind of sludge when mixed with the dust on the ground. By the time class was over, it would've dried out and no one noticed. I've done this a couple of times and my brilliant plan seemed to work. Until the third and final time when a girl that was sitting close to me called the teacher's attention and very loudly proclaimed "IT IS WET UNDER AGRAJAG'S DESK!!!!" to the whole class. That bitch always hated me and would take any opportunity to ruin my day.
After the entire fiasco I stayed home and didn't go to school for two weeks. And that was my embarassing story.
We had a mean ass teacher that would never fucking let us take a bathroom break. We only had one break for lunch and then we came back for pretty much nonstop few hours of classes. After having lunch and filling our stomachs with juice boxes, all the kids would fucking want to piss and were always beging to go use the restroom. But the teacher ran a tight ship and wouldn't give in to our pleas.
I worked around the limitations. I would just let loose during class and kind of smear my piss all over the plastic seat with my ass and also with my feet on the floor, which created a kind of sludge when mixed with the dust on the ground. By the time class was over, it would've dried out and no one noticed. I've done this a couple of times and my brilliant plan seemed to work. Until the third and final time when a girl that was sitting close to me called the teacher's attention and very loudly proclaimed "IT IS WET UNDER AGRAJAG'S DESK!!!!" to the whole class. That bitch always hated me and would take any opportunity to ruin my day.
After the entire fiasco I stayed home and didn't go to school for two weeks. And that was my embarassing story.
Mike Works
Member
i cut my hair short a week later
Alright so I guess I should post one. I honestly have too many embarrassing stories -- I could basically recount any given day of my life and it would have funny, embarrassing stories in it -- but I'll choose this one.
So my girlfriend was giving me a blowjob in my apartment's living room one day. My roommates were out on a date and wouldn't be back for a while, so we figured it would be okay. Still, I was a little nervous about them coming back for some odd reason so I was finding it a little hard to climax. I didn't know why I didn't just say, "Hey, let's go in my bedroom." I don't know. I just didn't.
Now mind you my pants are completely off and I'm sitting on my old, Naugahyde couch. Considering I was nervous about my roommates returning and I was getting increasingly nervous I wouldn't be able to get "there" which would embarrass my girlfriend, I was feeling a lot of tension. You know, pressure. That shit's got to blow at some point -- out one way or another.
Well it went out the wrong way. I let loose with a loud, horrible sounding fart, made worse by the fact that it had to travel between my bare ass and the Naugahyde couch. Considering my girlfriend's on her knees, it goes right in her face.
There was no way I was gonna get off at that point. The thing is, like a trooper, she kept going but I eventually stopped it because I was just too damn embarrassed.
That's also the last blowjob she ever gave me before we broke up. [shrug]
So my girlfriend was giving me a blowjob in my apartment's living room one day. My roommates were out on a date and wouldn't be back for a while, so we figured it would be okay. Still, I was a little nervous about them coming back for some odd reason so I was finding it a little hard to climax. I didn't know why I didn't just say, "Hey, let's go in my bedroom." I don't know. I just didn't.
Now mind you my pants are completely off and I'm sitting on my old, Naugahyde couch. Considering I was nervous about my roommates returning and I was getting increasingly nervous I wouldn't be able to get "there" which would embarrass my girlfriend, I was feeling a lot of tension. You know, pressure. That shit's got to blow at some point -- out one way or another.
Well it went out the wrong way. I let loose with a loud, horrible sounding fart, made worse by the fact that it had to travel between my bare ass and the Naugahyde couch. Considering my girlfriend's on her knees, it goes right in her face.
There was no way I was gonna get off at that point. The thing is, like a trooper, she kept going but I eventually stopped it because I was just too damn embarrassed.
That's also the last blowjob she ever gave me before we broke up. [shrug]
It wasn't already? Seriously?agrajag said:
When I was 5 in preschool, I collapsed into the toilet. I was going to the bathroom off to the side of the cafeteria during lunch and was making Lincoln Logs and lemonade. I'm a pretty damn small person, barely past 5 foot 1, and back then I was probably like 3 foot something. Not only that, but I was wiry, and bony-butted.
Thanks to Five Guys, I've now got a substancial amount of junk in the trunk, but back then to sit on the potty was basically a balancing act. For some reason, that day I finally threaded the hole and fell in. So now my ass was wet in a vile concoction of my own waste, my arms were pinned above my head and my flailing legs were locked in front of me.
I sat there in misery for a few long minutes, and then decided that there was no way I was going to get out of this predicament myself, so I proceeded to scream like a little bitch until a teacher heard me and helped me out. My luck, it was a woman. I was really nervous after that, I told people I had vomited if they asked what had happened, and I once punched a kid in the nose who kept pressing for more information.
Ford Prefect
GAAAAAAAAY
E-stalking, in this case, is a facetious term for reading the website of someone I know IRL. Not that embarrassing.agrajag said:
One time when I was like in 6th grade my cousins where messing with me. They got this little kid to mess with me. He kept bugging the hell out of me. He was standing right behind me at lunch.. like super close. So I turn around to tell him to back off and our mouths met. I freakin kissed the kid in the mouth. Fuckin gross X( everyone was laughing at me.. and the kid ended up gay. No joke he really became gay later 
rollingstart
Banned
First thing that comes to mind is something that happened back when I was in preschool. I was walking with a friend and talking about something so involved that I continued walking and talking into the bathroom. For some reason as I was talking to him, my mind believed that I went there to take a poop, so I went into a bathroom stall and sat down. The problem was that I still had my pants on, and that there was no bathroom seat, and that whoever was there before me didn't flush. I basically walked backinto my classroom with shit stained pants (none of which was mine) and a red face.
rollingstart
Banned
Ventrue said:
No, no. He pooped like normal. I fell into the water, the shit, the piss, and the whole mess with my pants on.
Guybrush Threepwood
Banned
A while ago I was in Niagara Falls on vacation with my family, my brother's friend, and his mom.
One morning (I think it was the second or third day of the vacation), they all decided to go on some raphids ride. It cost $50 per person and I really didn't feel like going anyway, so I decided to stay at the hotel until they came back.
So everything was going fine. I was watching some TV when I felt a monster shit coming on. When I had finished, I flushed the toilet to get rid of the smelly shit, but it wouldn't flush properly and the water level rose almost to the top. Luckily I didn't need that much toilet paper, so I thought I would be fine until everybody else came back.
Then I made a grave mistake.
For some reason I decided to flush the toilet. Now I clogged the toilets at my house several times, but the worst that ever happened was the water reaching the edge of the toilet bowl.
Then it happened. Water started pouring out of the toilet. I moved to a corner of the bathroom but the water didn't stop. So I ran out of the bathroom and tried to do everything I could to stop the water. I tossed towels and clothes into the toilet, and after the water reached the carpet, I eventually forced layers of bedsheets into the toilet and under the bathroom door to stop the water flow But nothing worked.
Eventually I heard the hotel phone ring. I knew I was in some deep shit at that point and I decided not to answer it. But when a lady who worked at the hotel knocked at the door, I knew I had to answer it. I watched her walk through about six inches of toilet water and turn some silver knob on the toilet and the water just stopped... that's all I had to fucking do from the very beginning.
All I could do was sit and watch as some maintenance guys brought huge water vacuums into the room to remove the water.
Later I found out that I had flooded at least part of my brother's friend's room and the hotel restaurant.
I ended up costing the hotel hundreds of dollars in water damage.
One morning (I think it was the second or third day of the vacation), they all decided to go on some raphids ride. It cost $50 per person and I really didn't feel like going anyway, so I decided to stay at the hotel until they came back.
So everything was going fine. I was watching some TV when I felt a monster shit coming on. When I had finished, I flushed the toilet to get rid of the smelly shit, but it wouldn't flush properly and the water level rose almost to the top. Luckily I didn't need that much toilet paper, so I thought I would be fine until everybody else came back.
Then I made a grave mistake.
For some reason I decided to flush the toilet. Now I clogged the toilets at my house several times, but the worst that ever happened was the water reaching the edge of the toilet bowl.
Then it happened. Water started pouring out of the toilet. I moved to a corner of the bathroom but the water didn't stop. So I ran out of the bathroom and tried to do everything I could to stop the water. I tossed towels and clothes into the toilet, and after the water reached the carpet, I eventually forced layers of bedsheets into the toilet and under the bathroom door to stop the water flow But nothing worked.
Eventually I heard the hotel phone ring. I knew I was in some deep shit at that point and I decided not to answer it. But when a lady who worked at the hotel knocked at the door, I knew I had to answer it. I watched her walk through about six inches of toilet water and turn some silver knob on the toilet and the water just stopped... that's all I had to fucking do from the very beginning.
All I could do was sit and watch as some maintenance guys brought huge water vacuums into the room to remove the water.
Later I found out that I had flooded at least part of my brother's friend's room and the hotel restaurant.
I ended up costing the hotel hundreds of dollars in water damage.
Mike Works
Member
Day 13 - Photoshop Yourself Into A Famous Picture
This one's simple. All you have to do is take a picture of yourself and edit it into a famous photograph. You can either graft your face over someone else's or you can edit your entire body into the picture as a separate person. Make it awesome.
Go!
This one's simple. All you have to do is take a picture of yourself and edit it into a famous photograph. You can either graft your face over someone else's or you can edit your entire body into the picture as a separate person. Make it awesome.
Go!
Mike Works
Member
if any of you guys need help with photoshop, just ask, i can help get you started with doing basic stuff with the program
JonathanEx
Member
This one's popular.
Right now trying to come up with a photo, and figure out how the hell to use photos taken with a greenscreen in paintshop pro.
Right now trying to come up with a photo, and figure out how the hell to use photos taken with a greenscreen in paintshop pro.
I_D
Member
Guybrush Threepwood said:
Out of curiosity... how old are you?
Stories like this make me (ironically) glad that my mom died when I was young and my dad is never home.
What would you have done if you were living by yourself? It doesn't just go away magically, you know...
For future reference: Counterclock-wise = less water. Clockwise = more water.
WordAssassin
Member
Why has nobody taken part in this challenge?
*opens photoshop*
Edit: Ok this isn't mine, it's my friend Chris', but is this what you mean? He took our friend Roberto's face and put it onto this painting:
Edit 2: ok no you said photograph. Leeeeeeet's see here....
*opens photoshop*
Edit: Ok this isn't mine, it's my friend Chris', but is this what you mean? He took our friend Roberto's face and put it onto this painting:
Edit 2: ok no you said photograph. Leeeeeeet's see here....
Mike Works
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TemplaerDude
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good enough
Mike Works
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Mike Works
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Day 14 - Take A Photo Of You In Front Of A Photo Of Someone In Front Of A Photo
You ever see two sets of opposite mirrors that repeatedly show a reflection of a reflection of a reflection, etc? That's what we're going to try to recreate today.
I'm going to post a picture of myself at this end of this post. I want the first person to reply to this task to take a picture of yourself in front of my picture. So basically your face leaning in front of your computer/laptop monitor with my picture on the screen and post it in the thread.
The next person to post would then take a picture of themselves in front of that picture (the one of a guy leaning in front of my picture).
This will continue on throughout the day, when eventually we would have (in theory) a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture, etc.
Curious to see if you guys can pull this off. Here's the starting picture:
Go!
You ever see two sets of opposite mirrors that repeatedly show a reflection of a reflection of a reflection, etc? That's what we're going to try to recreate today.
I'm going to post a picture of myself at this end of this post. I want the first person to reply to this task to take a picture of yourself in front of my picture. So basically your face leaning in front of your computer/laptop monitor with my picture on the screen and post it in the thread.
The next person to post would then take a picture of themselves in front of that picture (the one of a guy leaning in front of my picture).
This will continue on throughout the day, when eventually we would have (in theory) a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture, etc.
Curious to see if you guys can pull this off. Here's the starting picture:
Go!
Mike Works said:Day 14 - Take A Photo Of You In Front Of A Photo Of Someone In Front Of A Photo
You ever see two sets of opposite mirrors that repeatedly show a reflection of a reflection of a reflection, etc? That's what we're going to try to recreate today.
I'm going to post a picture of myself at this end of this post. I want the first person to reply to this task to take a picture of yourself in front of my picture. So basically your face leaning in front of your computer/laptop monitor with my picture on the screen and post it in the thread.
The next person to post would then take a picture of themselves in front of that picture (the one of a guy leaning in front of my picture).
This will continue on throughout the day, when eventually we would have (in theory) a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture of someone leaning in front of a picture, etc.
Curious to see if you guys can pull this off. Here's the starting picture:
Go!
am i doin it rite?
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