Various degrees of lulzy fail

[anagramofbrat]

Grandiose Gesture fail:
It seems like a good idea in theory to burn a box of letters and stuff from your ex, right? Very pagan and phoenixy, out of the ashes of something rises something new blah blah blah bullshit. except paper burns excruciatingly slowly. And smokily. About twelve matches, a half hour and some crispy burnt edges later I decided fuck it, poured about a gallon of water on the box, and chucked it. Next time I feel like destroying something in effigy I'm going to use an industrial paper shredder. At least that won't have me smelling like fail smoke.


Basic Kitchen Usage Fail:
You know you've overfilled the teakettle when instead of a cheery whistle, you get a high pitched burbling death rattle and a hiss of water aggressively vaporizing on the burner. One of the burner catchbasins has about an inch of water in it now. Oops.


ULTIMATE HAIR FAIL:
My hair has officially hit AWKWARD in length. Between it hitting past shoulder length and the natural part I seem to be developing on the right... well, lets just say I looked in the mirror a few minutes ago and for SOME reason THIS SONG popped into my head:

First person to suggest I do this for karaoke will be slowly fed toes-first into a D.O.T. snowblower.


I'd say FML, but sometimes, even my fail is hilarious.

Comments

[maps-or-guitars.livejournal.com]

It also might be the name of my next band.

[bottledgoose.livejournal.com]

tee hee glad to inspire!