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Posted: May 29 2010 01:05 am

username wrote:

InvaderDim wrote:

I dont want to sound too emo, but I find that daily life has way too many similarities with hell

yeah, having a cubicle call center job for all eternity would suck major cornhole

I came this close to getting a job recently at Dish Network's call center here in Denver, would have been amazing to have a job but I can only imagine the day to day trouble of angry satelite owners.

Posted: May 29 2010 01:27 am

Being stuck in a room full of the 40 hottest women I have ever seen in my life only to find out that they are all man hating lesbians and I am helpless to do anything but be tormented forever by their beauty Sad

Posted: May 29 2010 02:02 am

For the record. I fucking Love Deviled Eggs as well. I could eat nothing but them for the rest of my life.

My hell? Hmm...

It would involve being in an already uncomfortably hot room, wearing the itchiest wool sweater, while replaying Shadowgate for NES without being able to save, and having to listen to Paula Cole's "Where Have all the Cowboys Gone" on repeat.

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Being forced to watch nothing but Hannity, broken up by John Frusciante songs at full blast.

Posted: May 29 2010 02:26 am

You all can take your deviled eggs and cram'em.

Posted: May 29 2010 02:51 am

cubicle job for eternity while glenn beck plays on tv 24/7

Posted: May 29 2010 02:57 am

GPFontaine wrote:

This is very easy,

A life without family and friends.

Quoted for truth.

Posted: May 29 2010 10:17 pm

I guess that part in Earthbound where Poo gets his limbs and sense cut off would be my personal hell. Bonus hell points if it was constantly hot (like 120 degrees farenheit). I can't help but feel, though, that if all of my senses were cut off and I had no communication with the outside world, I'd probably end up building a world inside my mind.

Actually, in that case, I guess my own personal hell would be anywhere that, for some reason, disables my ability to think clearly and/or block out the outside world with my thoughts.

Posted: May 30 2010 12:59 am

jackfrost wrote:

You are obviously Satan, or one of his minions fishing for information.

OK Rycona, or Satan as I like to call you, here is my hell:

I would say my hell is a large, private island with a large beach house which I own. There are numerous beautiful women with me who would do anything to make me happy too. I would also have an unlimited amount of any food I want to eat. All of my immediate family members, friends, and pets would be there too.

Please, I really hope that doesn't happen.

If I were the devil, I'd take the evil genie route with this information.

Posted: May 30 2010 01:04 am

Please don't monkey paw me. I'd love to hear what you would come up with though to twist my fantasy into unspeakable horror.

Posted: May 30 2010 01:36 am

I agree that deviled eggs are completely awesome, for the record. No better food for snacking exists.

My personal hell...I'm not quite sure. Heat and insects crawling on me would be a factor I suppose, as well as the sounds of animals and/or children in pain. Well, anyone in pain really, but especially animals and children. (And most especially horses...I don't think there's a worse sound in the world than a horse's scream of pain. Its enough to drive a person, or me at least, quite literally insane if it lasts long enough.)

Posted: May 30 2010 01:45 am

Waking up every morning for the rest of my life to the sound of kids screaming/chewing food with their mouths open, John-Boy and Billy on the Radio, and heavy labor with lazy ass coworkers. That or working at Wal-Mart under my old managers.

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Being stuck around asshats who pretend to be my friends.

...oh wait that's my Highschool life...

Joined: May 29 2010 Posts: 168

sidewaydriver wrote:

You all can take your deviled eggs and cram'em.

I'll gladly cram them in my mouth. Razz

Posted: May 30 2010 03:14 am

awsgames wrote:

sidewaydriver wrote:

You all can take your deviled eggs and cram'em.

I'll gladly cram then in my mouth. Razz

Then I hope you choke.

Posted: May 30 2010 03:08 pm

reminds me of a buddy who HATES velvet. he cannot stand to touch it, look at it, or even talk about it. it just gets on his nerves. im sure his hell would involve velvet in some way.

Joined: May 29 2010 Posts: 168

My personal hell would be being surrounded by a bunch of people scratching on those holographic cards that change when you look at them from a different angle. I can't stand the sound, it's horrible.

Posted: May 30 2010 03:30 pm

awsgames wrote:

My personal hell would be being surrounded by a bunch of people scratching on those holographic cards that change when you look at them from a different angle. I can't stand the sound, it's horrible.

I had a friend in high school who was the same way. Scrape my nails against a certain binder I had to keep him in line, heh.

Joined: May 29 2010 Posts: 168

Gah! You're horrible!!
Not really, but you know what I mean.

Posted: May 30 2010 09:09 pm

Neutral-Bob wrote:

Waking up every morning for the rest of my life to the sound of kids screaming/chewing food with their mouths open...

Oh god, I hate that sound.

Posted: May 31 2010 12:59 pm

Let's see, my hell would be trapped in the Dinosaur ride at Animal Kingdom surrounded by /b tards

Posted: Jun 01 2010 05:07 pm

I'm going to go with "being trapped in the It's a Small World Ride with every annoying TV 'evangelist' ever".

Posted: Jun 01 2010 08:02 pm

You know what's weird, scent is supposed to be one of our strongest senses (and the one with the most powerful memory attachments), but I haven't heard anyone mention what their personal hell would smell like. Lots of reference to noises, none to smell. Weird. For one of our most vibrant senses, apparently we don't think about it very much.

Posted: Jun 01 2010 09:15 pm

It's a given that any version of hell smells like a Green Bay Packers fan's shorts after a 3 month crash diet of nothing but cheese cabbage and beer, with some burning garbage thrown in to mix things up a bit.