The WTF is Wrong with People Thread

Let it all go here. I'll start. Humanity is a crazy species. I was watching comedian Joe Rogan's Ustream podcast today Here and the topic of butt implants came up. Yes, that's right, you read it correctly: butt implants.

This thread doesn't have to be about butt implants, but simply more about why people do strange things to their bodies, and for what reasons.

Nicole “Coco” Austin



Apparently, butt implants are the new boob implants. Also, not sure if y'all are aware that men are getting implants to make their calves, pecs, biceps, you name it, to look more attractive.



What the fuck is wrong with people!?

People will do anything to be loved or accepted, that has never changed, but the coupling of surgeries and technologies to those desires are fucking up the species, big time.

Awesome thread, cut loose, Flames. Just make sure you don't deceive
yourself in the process.

I dont mind shamelessly re-posting one of my previous seen as this thread is the perfect home for it

"Separated at birth " ?

DAVID GUEST

Kapis - Wow! That guy does look like a Klingon!

Check this out:

Stabbing victim didn't feel knife

One of the first stories I wrote for PopFi way back when was a story about a Russian man who was so drunk that he didn’t feel it when he got stabbed in the back. I made a comment about never going to drink in Russia. However, it’s not just the alcoholic Russians who are stab-resistant. Julia Popova, a 22-year-old, was walking home from work when someone tried to snatch her purse. She couldn’t fight the man off, so after losing her handbag she just went home, where her horrified parents discovered a six-inch knife buried just centimeters from her spine.

Hospital staff attribute Julia’s amazing feat of pain resistance to simple shock. After such a horrifying injury, the body simply reroutes the nervous system to avoid feeling that sort of pain in an attempt to continue functioning. Still, I can only imagine trying to take down a Russian is like trying to take down a grizzly bear, but harder!

http://www.popfi.com/2010/02/04/woman-stabbed-in-the-back-doesnt-feel-it/

Who the hell could stab a beautiful 22 year old woman in the neck over a friggin' handbag! Some of the craziest news I hear comes out of Russia.

Have you seen those Prada bags? Nice.

Horrific if its not fake, she looks so cool standing there

Have you seen those Prada bags? Nice.

I am assuming they are expensive? I reckon so. There are a lot of ladies out there who will pay a pretty penny for expensive handbags. Hard to say if the attacker was a jealous lady, or a psychotic male, intending on reselling the handbag on the black market. They sure do shit different over there in Russia sometimes.

Reminds me of this guy I knew who said he grew up in Detroit and he'd get beaten up every day and his expensive shoes stolen, except for the getting stabbed in the neck part.

For the WTF is Wrong with People Thread:

America, the land where stupidity is held in the highest regard:

Without doubt, a land of idiots:

The emotionally unstable and the laconic cop:

What a plunker:

And finally, the collapse of western civilization, a state supreme
court justice gets busted for drunk driving, really, no shit, I kid
you not:

Good bye, America.

Good bye, America.

Thought these two clips capture America's fate rather neatly.

Well, tomorrow is the BIG DAY. I deliver the youngest son to the Air Force.



In this farewell
There's no blood
There's no alibi
Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth
Of a thousand lies

So let mercy come
And wash away

What I've done
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done

Put to rest
What you thought of me
While I clean this slate
With the hands
Of uncertainty

So let mercy come
And wash away

What I've done
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done

For what I've done
I start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends
I'm forgiving what I've done

I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done

What I've done
Forgiving what I've done

Rainy, care to give us an update? Have you heard from him? My thoughts and prayers are with you. Hope you're doing okay.

This next post is certainly going to turn some stomachs on this forum, we talk a lot about Health here, well meet somebody whose 'Health' is her mortal enemy:

The super-sized 43st mother who is determined to become the world's fattest woman

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/article-1257850/Super-sized-mother-determined-worlds-fattest-woman-years.html#ixzz0iIRuec6q

Donna Simpson already weighs 43 stone but is consuming an astonishing 12,000 calories a day in a quest to become the world's fattest woman

'My favourite food is sushi, but unlike others I can sit and eat 70 big pieces of sushi in one go,' she said. 'I do love cakes and sweet things, doughnuts are my favourite.' Donna, who wears XXXXXXXL dresses, eats mounds of junk food and tries to move as little as possible. Ms Simpson already holds the Guinness World Record as the world's fattest mother, when she gave birth in 2007 weighing 38stone. She needed a team of 30 medics to deliver her daughter Jacqueline during a high-risk Caesarean birth. Yet although she can only move 20ft before needing to sit down, she wants to be even bigger. 'I'd love to be 1,000lb,' she said. 'It might be hard though. Running after my daughter keeps my weight down.'

Ms Simpson can no longer walk more than 20ft before needing to sit down. She goes to the shops in a mobility scooter

You might expect her long-term partner Philippe, 49, to advise her to slim down, but instead he encourages her to eat more.

He met Donna on a dating site for plus-size people and is a self-confessed fat admirer, although he himself only weighs 150lbs.

'I think he'd like it if I was bigger,' said Donna.

'He's a real belly man, and completely supports me.'

To achieve her goal, Donna says she will need to eat up to 12,000 calories a day (the average woman should consume only 2,000.)

To fund the massive $750 weekly food shop, she runs a website where men pay her to watch her eat fast food.

Donna's weight problem began early. Her mother made big meals for Donna and her brothers and gave them lots of treats and fattening food.

By the time Donna was nine, she weighed 13 stone.

'Food was her way of showing she loved us, she wanted us to eat, and she was very protective of us,' Ms Simpson said.

'She wouldn't let anyone say anything bad to us about our weight. She would argue with doctors who said it was dangerous.'

Donna Simpson poses for a photograph with her daughter, Jacqueline. It took 30 medics to deliver her.

Donna's mother died soon after, and her dad married a woman who put the children on a strict diet.

'I used to steal food from the cupboards, which were still full because my mum used to store food,' she said.

But as she got older, Donna began to worry about her weight and started taking diet pills.
Between the ages 14 and 18 she slimmed down to 11 stone, but was still unhappy.

'Dieting just made me miserable because I was thinking about food all the time.,' she said.

After she left school, Donna got a desk job and no longer felt the need to fit in with other girls.

'I felt so much better when the weight came back,' she said.

'It felt like who I was meant to be.'

When Donna was 19 she met her first husband, who worked as a chef at a steak restaurant.

'He worked night shifts and would come home at 2 or 3am and bring the leftovers with him,' she said.

'We'd stay up and eat huge piles of steak, mashed potatoes, and gravy with butter.

'I started gaining weight quickly and my husband liked it.

'He said I was sexier when I was bigger, and I felt happier too.'

When she was 27, Donna weighed 25 stone, and fell pregnant with her eldest son, Devin. Her marriage ended soon after and she turned to food for comfort.

By the age of 31, she weighed 43 stone and decided to try and lose weight. She lost five stones in six months and was due to have a gastric band operation.

But just before she was due to go under the knife, her friend died during a similar operation.

'That was a sign for me,' Ms Simpson said.

'I decided it just wasn't worth it. I like being the way I am.'

Donna, then 37 stone, came across a website which celebrated obese women.

When she admitted her real size, Donna was flooded with emails from men.

'They sent me gifts through the post, like protein shakes to help me put on weight faster,' she said.

And she unrepentant of her weight-gain goal, despite risking her own life in the process.

'I love eating and people love watching me eat,' she said.

'It makes people happy, and I'm not harming anyone.'

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/article-1257850/Super-sized-mother-determined-worlds-fattest-woman-years.html#ixzz0iIUViTO1

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/article-1257850/Super-sized-mother-determined-worlds-fattest-woman-years.html



Yeah.... great idea. We'll see how much she cares about her world record of becoming the fattest motherfucker alive, when Child Protective Services show up and take her kid away from her.

Lady, see this little guy here, this is his first meal in several
days, a piece of white bread with with some fat grizzle mixed
in with some grass for fiber, why don't you invite him over for
some fries and a hamburger?

• 

Wait, lady, I have a better idea, why not take a bullet here
and put it into your brain, save some of that 'food' for people
who actually need it.

Eugenics, its time has come.

Rainy, care to give us an update? Have you heard from him? My thoughts and prayers are with you. Hope you're doing okay.

Thanks Flames.

Yes, I have had two calls. One was when he first arrived at boot camp to say he was there and he was ok, got to go, love you mom. I could hear the drill sergeant screaming bloody murder in the back ground.

Then 2 weeks in he was allowed to call for 3 minutes. He cried, but he said that he was ok he was just homesick and happy to hear my voice. He ask how we were and please tell everyone to write. That's about it for the phone calls.

I received the letter from the Air Force that gave me his address so I could write him. I had been writing him letters since he left. I finally got one from him and he said, " Thank you for the letters. They mean a lot. You always know what to say. I miss all the little things I took for granted. I have all your letters. It brings a damn tear to my eye when we got mail call because some guys didn't get a letter and some guys get maybe one letter and I get 5 letters."

When I read that, it made me cry.
I miss him terribly.

He says if they get 5 hours sleep if they are lucky and 5 minutes to eat each meal. He says the food would taste like shit to normal people but he and his wing-men consider it 5 star. The poor kid, hell he had to work hard to gain 15 lbs before he could get in the Air Force. I bet he is skin and bones by now.

He and the rest of the guys have been dropped off out in the wilderness this week with M16's and he's happy about that one. No drill instructors. He said in his letter that he is in the best physical condition of his life. He says he forgets why he is there sometimes, but you forget when your under a lot of stress, but when he gets my letters, he remembers why he is there. He has been in the gas chamber and all those other things they do in training. He is looking forward to seeing us at graduation.

I am going to Texas for the 4 days he gets during graduation. He can't leave the area and he doesn't get to stay with us over night, but he has half days he can spend with us. He is going directly to tech school after the 4 day graduation thing. He is hoping he gets his first pick of 5 choices. The jobs are available and he made the scores to go, so his first choice is Space Systems Operations. So, hopefully he gets it. But in the military, you get what they want you to have.

So, it will be a happy occasion to go to his graduation. My oldest son will be flying in from South Carolina to attend his graduation, but my middle son will be leaving for Alaska tomorrow. He landed his diving job out there in a place called Dutch Harbor. It's a dangerous job. geeze... just one more thing to worry about I guess. So, he will miss the graduation, but his wife will be there.

I don't know what happened.
One day your trying to get three little boys ready for school so you can go to work on time and the next thing you know...your life is over.

I do wake up some mornings and my first thought is...this life is a freaking joke...it can't be real.

37:25/48:28 to the ending...

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8018371269760059556&hl=en#

Two Dumb Christian Girls Trying to convert a Hindu Girl

*Edit* I can't say for sure that this video is real. It's too easy for trolls to do anything with a camera and youtube these days....



But if this is real, it is absolute proof and evidence of the modern schizoid illness of children in the U.S.A. Can you believe the down-right cruelty?? My fucking god!! Just think that these two retarded white girls actually have parents who teach these lies and dogma, the cycle repeats itself for thousands of years, without end...

These people EXIST. Reminds of that Jesus Camp documentary... Sheesh.

That reminds me, a little of topic of the post but....

Does anyone else think that these Christian healers need to enter Mixed Martial Arts? I mean, if they have these secret wizard powers, they could certainly make a name for themselves in the octagon!

Benny Hinn No-Touch Knockout

Crazy Stuff... You got to wonder about these people...

benny hinn is luciferian as fuck

I think Benny Hinn likes to take bananas in the chilly ring. But I can't say that because I'm not pathologically insane. Woe is me.

Okay I got a what the fuck is wrong with people scenario...

In my life, I make the full effort to conduct myself in a way to take the path of least resistance, reduce incoming bullshit coming my way and protect my ass while having all details exact and bases covered. This is how I am, and surely not lazy or idle about doing this in every endeavor.

I don't like to waste time cleaning up my own messes if I could have done better by having avoided them. So I do my best from the onset and with overkill to insure...the state of no bullshit...and learn from experience and misjudgments or mistakes as I go along. My ignorance or error is my fault and my responsibility to handle and learn from.

But sometimes, even with your best logical, systematic and thorough efforts...someone...and their idiocy...has to get in the way.

A personal story for the forum of what occurred for me today.

For the past three months, my wife and I have been planning to do a complete gutting and renovation of our main bathroom. The house is about fifteen years old. We designed and picked out everything we wanted and decided to spend good money, not do anything ourselves and have local reliable contractors do everything. Normally I would do as much as I could on my own to save, but my time is more valuable seeing how she is pregnant and feeling fatigue which limits her help. So I have the cash and don't mind. We went with mid-priced fixtures, tiles, tub and shower, floor heating..etc. Not high end or low end. We got the estimates, talked with tiler, plumber, electrician and supplier who are all working together as a team from one of the most reliable local places with an excellent reputation for good work and honoring warranties. Everything was ready to go. They just needed the word from us when to start. In Norway, bathrooms are extremely expensive...about five times more than what I would pay in the U.S. and we are talking about a total bill of $50,000 U.S. dollars. This is not chump change.

My wife and I then revisited a vital topic that had been brought up before when we first discussed getting a new bathroom. And that was foreseeing and preparing for the potential unexpected. I have experience with bathrooms, as does my wife, and she is quite handy and has done a half dozen bathrooms over the course of her life. My concern was that there is always a chance that when you tear down tile and wallboard that there will be hidden water damage and possible mold and fungal growth. This can be hard to know until you tear down the wall and the damage can be extensive and expensive. We don't know if there is damage, but we want to avoid surprises and...potential bullshit.

Even the contractors have told us, on their own initiative, that before they break into a wall, it is a good idea to call the insurance company and get advisement on being covered for potential water damage, mold and fungus. We agreed and mentioned we already discussed it. But they did inform us that once you do break a wall BEFORE checking with your insurance company and then after find mold...they will not cover a claim. Good tip, but I knew this as it is quite universal.

So, my wife informs me that she will call the insurance company that we use for your home insurance and let them know what is going on with the bathroom and get the information on how to proceed before the walls are torn down. She specifically is calling to address that before breaking into the wall that we are concerned about the potential problems that may arise and that we want to be in full compliance with being able to make a claim should something be found. Specifically, water damage and resultant mold and/or fungus.

The insurance company employee, over the phone, after hearing the above paragraph as to our intentions, advises my wife that, "You can tell your contractors to start tearing down the walls and if they find anything, then call us and we will send someone out from the company to assess the situation and start any claims process".

So...WE GOT THE GO.. from the insurance company. And it's on. The contract also contains that the job is to be completed in no more than six weeks, which is one week longer than the contractors told us they would need. I am generous...what can I say. Now I have imaginings of bathing in my luxurious tub with bubble bath and candles while my wife strokes the Big Benjamin with essential oils to my delight and ecstatic joy. Because that's all we really want in life is delight and ecstatic joy...Right??? Are ya' with me on that one gang?

So, we give word to the contractors that they can start, which was today. The come in and remove the shower, tub sink and storage units and begin hammering away at the walls to bring down tiles and wall board.

The mold and fungus growth is the most extensive I have ever seen. It is not from leaky plumbing, but from using a plastic liner over insulation which is over a concrete wall. This part of the house, the ground floor is actually imbedded in the earth. And when plastic is used behind the wallboard it traps moisture and this growth occurs. Come to find out many houses constructed in the late 1990s that are this style have the plastic and have this problem. So this means there is a run of wall in other rooms that are affected that are about six times more area than just the bathroom. We are talking major fucking work. No one would have known...but are we happy that we have all the bases covered and not only that but some things in other rooms we want updated will now probably have to be covered by the claim. Bonus.

My wife calls the insurance company as directed if we were to find any problems. She informs them that we have some problems and to please send the person out to assess the problem so we can make a claim. As has been discussed prior and we were given the authorization to proceed.

Are you ready for this???

The insurance employee on the phone, another person than who we spoke to before, says..."Your current policy doesn't cover mold and fungus and therefore we won't cover the claim." "If you had the next level of upgraded insurance this would be covered." "Have a nice day."

My wife is stunned and says good-bye just so she can sit with this bomb for a moment and decide the next move.
She later tells me...and I am now ready to go Uni-Fucking-Bomber on some insurance company ass.
My mind never stays relaxed at the initial news of my ass being fucked...no matter how much Taoist philosophy I have digested.
My ass is made for shitting...nothing more.

Now, it would appear that the "Your not covered and need more insurance" comment would have been the first thing we were told when we made our first call to the company to assure we would be able to make a claim. Instead of..."Yeah, go ahead and knock her down and give us a call...and we got your back." As now knocking down the wall and finding mold would prevent us from having said something wise and sensical as, "Oh, our present insurance will not cover mold and fungus if we knock down a wall? Ok, then we would like to purchase the upgrade that does cover it before we knock down the wall just to be on the safe side".

I mean isn't that why we were calling in the first place? To get advisement that any unforeseen problems would be covered by our policy before we start the work and put ourselves in a position where we would not be able to make a claim?

I am presently sharpening my knives and loading some clips. As I am about to make small trip tomorrow to the home office for some coffee, cakes and good times.

Should you see me on the news covered in blood and firing hot rounds into the crowd as they call me a lunatic killer American loose in Norway smoking people wearing casual suit jackets in an insurance agency, then I just wanted to let you know that is was nice to have known you all on the forum and that I am going out with barrels blazing.

"You'll never take me alive...coppah'...neeeyah...neeeyah..seee...seee...neeyah."



(I leave my book collection to T.Grass and my wife to Kapis...enjoy)

Q. don't let those bastards get away!!!!!Go to corporate!!
I should have told my story earlier dammit! I had the run around with medicare and was going to mention that even if you have insurance or anything like that, you most likely are not covered and have to get into details with the bastards!! Boy did I complain when I found out a family member paying the premiums all this time and not being covered for squat!

She specifically is calling to address that before breaking into the wall that we are concerned about the potential problems that may arise and that we want to be in full compliance with being able to make a claim should something be found. Specifically, water damage and resultant mold and/or fungus.

When that chick said oh go ahead call us!! NO NO NO, that still doesn't mean you are covered, you have to say will YOU COVER this and so and so specifically and record it if you have to. They might say that your wife's question was too vague because you can't get a direct answer from it and of course the chick knew that and could get away without answering fully. If you think about it, if you ask if you found something could I make a claim for water damage and such, yeah of course you can, but the insurance may not cover it. So that's where they got you.

I would go back on your original insurance papers you have a look to see what it covers. And then just to make sure call the insurance company and pretend you are a new customer and ask them for the same insurance you have and then sneakily ask if it covers mold and such and if they say yes then they are in trouble bigtime!
Also there might be lawsuits already in place for plastic causing mold, because that is a health hazard, I know over here something similar happened and the makers had to repair and fix it all because of that.

Try to stay calm. I hope things work out.

Cheers Qsc - would do my best to maintain the special standard

Regarding the damp problem , yeah a total bummer, ive had my history with dealing with completly misleading ignorant assholes in these large companys / corporations

about 15 years old, the plastic liner sounds like a standard moisture barrier around bathroom , in uk usually you have the timber frame, then a plastic sheet on that, then the plasterboard screwed onto the timber frame with the plastic liner at its back , then insulation behind that .

Then if their tiling onto the platerboard, it must first be coated with a waterproof adhesive like pva before tiling ( dont know if your wallboard is "plasterboard" or some form of wood sheet but wouldnt matter same principle i expect)

My questions would be where has the damp entered the cavity from ?
Is it coming from the bathroom ?
or coming in from outside ?

Has the bathroom been renovated by some cowboy before u purchased the house ?
Or is the bathroom standard spec from new ?

Are the cavitys ventilated ?

The first thing to do is establish where the moisture has been entering

If the house is in new spec condition, then that is a build design fault and any upstanding insurance should cover that , itherwise whats the point of having "buildings insurance cover"
If it is a design fault, i would go to town on the original building company, the insurance company as far as the legal system allows and the newspapers without spending money on that off course.

The other possibility is that its a problem caused by a cowboy contractor doing poor work or a lack of maintennance somewhere on the building .

JUst a few thoughts. but let us know what caused it when you confirm

Chinese Drywall Lawsuits

As of March 10, 2009 six class-action lawsuits had been filed in Florida on behalf of more than 2,000 homeowners in that state who claim their homes are eroding because of contaminated drywall. Miami-based Lennar Corp., one of the largest homebuilders in the United States and California, has been named as a defendant. Lennar Corp. has subsequently filed suit against numerous U.S. drywall manufacturers, which reportedly ordered drywall made in China and then shipped it into the US.

In June 2009, the U.S. Judicial Panel on Multidistrict Litigation (MDL) consolidated many lawsuits regarding Chinese-made drywall installed in U.S. homes. According to masstortdefense.com, the motion for consolidation encompassed ten actions, four of which were in the Southern District of Florida, three actions in the Middle District of Florida and one action each in the Northern District of Florida, Eastern District of Louisiana, and Southern District of Ohio. The MDL panel said it knew of 67 related lawsuits that were pending in federal courts around the country.

http://www.lawyersandsettlements.com/case/chinese-drywall-problems.html

Q. that's just one of many cases of the bad gypsum for wallboard being imported from China. And people are getting compensated. The case I heard about was some other kind of defect with the wallboard.

I would find out what it is made out of just in case it's not the plastic causing the mold. Good Luck.

Nice Kapis, you are no cowboy contractor!

QSC, that sounds like one hell of a situation! I see you have posted today. That must mean that there are apparently no dead Norwegians, at the hands of a "lunatic killer American".

I totally relate to the sort of violent impulse you spoke about. Thankfully, I have been thoroughly tranqulized by Klonopin lately. Seriously though, sometimes the "urge to snap" is a very strong one. I sometimes get the "floating feeling" of mania and anger all at once.

My ex girlfriend used to "try" to punch me and shit. The ability to restrain oneself and repress emotional action is a difficult thing to do for sure. Maybe you can talk the wife into taking a break from the project for awhile. That might be a part of the stress too. Just guessing..

At least you have a strong sense of humor about it, it goes a long way.

Yes, the moisture was coming from the outside.
As the first floor of my home is embedded halfway into earth almost like a basement, then I have two stories on top of this.
Until 1997 they were trying this style of home and did not get it right in many homes.
So sufficient barrier was needed outside to prevent moisture from coming through concrete foundation walls for first floor.

But after a few more obfuscations, misrepresentations and outright lies to now cover their huge mistake, I have now rectified this situation.
I went up the ladder a bit with reps in the insurance company and the story altered a bit as to why I would not have been covered for this, but they were not addressing the mistake of the first rep. So I had them give me all their policy options and policy rules copied on paper. After an intense perusal, I could see that what I was being told verbally was not accurate with what was in writing. As an outsider in Norway I am entitled to one hour a month of free legal advise from the community attorney.

I stopped by the attorney's office and in twenty minutes we decided that they fucked up and that they were not correctly interpreting their own rules regarding policy coverage. He wrote a letter and now the ball is rolling. The Insurance company will be covering repair to damages not only inside the house, which is all I was requesting, but now must pay to dig a six foot deep trench around the outside of my house and insulate it properly. That calls to take down my huge terrace or deck...which they are also going to have to replace with an upgrade to get it up to modern code.

See mutha' fuckaz' you try to take...and you get taken.
The guns are back in the closet...situation downgraded from red to yellow.
They should learn to be more careful in the future, cuz' we American are known to make up reasons to kill someone for our amusement.

Damn...a good joint would be nice right now to celebrate my victory. I guess a mango and strawberry fruit smoothie will have to suffice.

They should learn to be more careful in the future, cuz' we American are known to make up reasons to kill someone for our amusement.

TRUE!

Do what the big insurance companies out of the City of London
do, qsc, and have been doing for hundreds of years.

Buy a huge insurance policy and then get it reinsured as an
investment where there are investors and holders on the
insurance. Then, hire a team to blow the entire fucking block up
offering them payment through the insurance scam.

They need to film the destruction though otherwise payment might
be difficult, after all, they need to prove the destruction. If this gets
complicated, take out what's called a 'catastrophe bond' where there
are investors in and insurers of the bonds. The reinsurers out of
London like Lloyd's for example, will have their agents wage or hedge
the bond based upon risk of your property.

Some will bet there is no destruction and others will invest because
they see a good investment strategy. Then, put the word out for a good
sabotage, assassination and deception team to take care of the destruction
thus favoring investors on the catastrophe bond which would be the winning
side of the bond.

Then sit back and watch the entire property go up in a huge blast. Oh, one
more thing, just make sure your books are stored in a solid blast proof
container, I don't appreciate books frayed or with burnt pages.