scruffy said

Potato-tan said   
... but I don't know of any true parallel to to the definition of 'fuck' as in the phrase, "Don't fuck with me."  

irritate, bother, aggravate, harass, annoy, assail, attack, interfere with, yada blah et cetera. 

I meant I don't know of any words in Latin which have both the same meaning and the same sense of vulgarity. I know what "to fuck [with someone]" means...

Calling Latin dead is a bit of a misnomer, Living Latin is a thing. It's largely hobbyist or academic in nature, but it's definitely a thing. Also there's the endurance of New Latin in the sciences, particularly in taxonomy. Latin is alive and well, it's just a little niche. (And really not even that niche, more people know Latin than ‘Ōlelo Hawai‘i, and that's definitely considered a living language.)

Potato-tan said   
... but I don't know of any true parallel to to the definition of 'fuck' as in the phrase, "Don't fuck with me."  

irritate, bother, aggravate, harass, annoy, assail, attack, interfere with, yada blah et cetera. 

in the end, though, its a dead tongue anyway, and 'non fuquitus' just rolls right off the living tongue. 

dont get me wrong, great effort. 

scruffy said

if we had a latin motto, it oughtta be 'socialus incorrectus, non fuquitus!'. 
   

Hominēs rudēs, non futuendī sunt.

"Awkward people, not to be fucked."

Futuō, futuere really is 'fuck' in the sense of sexual intercourse, but I don't know of any true parallel to to the definition of 'fuck' as in the phrase, "Don't fuck with me." Since I figure the more figurative uses of 'fuck' came from implications of being made a bitch by someone else, and therefor reflect the more literal 'fuck', futuō should work for our purposes.

Hi, sup, I'm minoring in Latin. I thought I'd do this instead of actual homework.

Potato, outtie.

scruffy said   
*  someone is gonna tell the beach lady story, right?  i wanna see someone else tell it.   

CellE2057 said

BEACH LADY

My brain was a little fried so correct any mistakes I make. Since no one else is chiming in on it, how about I start it off and someone else picks it up for a bit and passes it on? I'm curious to read everyone's take on it anyway. Also, why was she dubbed "beach lady"? I'm feelin super left out on the reason for the name.

The Meatup Massacre is going down, albeit late as fuck, when this middle aged, microwaved-hot dog-skinned, mophead-left in the bleach bucket too long-haired lady wearing a black sundress wanders in to the Village. Doesn't say shit. Doesn't really do anything. She just stands there staring at Shaman. He asks something (don't remember what) that is clearly translating to "the fuck are you doin, lady?" She says that she lost her kid. Thinking that there was some mishearing because she more or less whispered it to no one in particular, she's asked to clarify. Thus begins the madness that is "Beach lady". She starts screaming and crying, like, snot out the nose type of crying, and says some incoherent shit. That drew the attention of most of the people left not paying attention to the scene and a few people start approached her and trying to remedy the situation...

So...who wants to take over from there?  

scruffy said

well, okay. 

actually, let me back it up a second.  a lil earlier, maybe half an hour before, this lady appeared at my car.

i was stowin shit and comin to lock the car up, when i sees this woman slumped up against the open backseat.  i instantly thought, 'this bitch is tryin to be sneaky and steal my shit!', so, naturally, i wound up to football kick her in the face.  i quickly pulled up short, however, cuz i noticed she was holding her chest and half-sobbin/half-hyperventilating.  i think shes havin a health problem, talk to her for a second, she says, 'no, its just...  its just hard...' 

in the time it takes me to go to the other side of the car, get a water out of the cooler, and return, she has vanished.  i shrug. 

 
right.  sumn like twenty minutes later, the stuff that celle wrote up happens. 

 
bayareashaman comes up to me and says 'that crazy lady is back'.  obviously, this is gonna need dealt with.  im told that she is claimin she lost her kid, like its some code adam shit goin down right in the village, or who knows...  but time for action. 

the first thing that was odd [i mean, out-of-place, the whole thing was odd] was when ocj asked her if she had notified security yet.  she said yes, which made me wonder why the hell she was in our camp without security, when she should be standing next to a radio at all times. 

a little bit more sobby panicking and a whole lot more almost-understandable babble-speech later, and ive got her focused enough to at least realize that im kneeling in front of her.  i try to get basic facts: 

scruffy - 'listen, we need to know whats goin on, can you answer some questions for me?' 

beach lady - [sob]  'yes, i can.'  [sob]

scruffy - 'so, you said your child is missing?' 

beach lady - [sob]  'uh huh.'

scruffy - 'what happened?' 

beach lady - 'we were at the beach!  and i turned around, and he was gone!'  [hysterical sobbing] 

scruffy - 'the beach...?  okay, i have no more questions for you.  please stay seated, dont bother to stand up or anything, ill be right back.' 

at this point it is obvious that she is either off her meds or on someone elses, and that whatever plan of action is forthcoming, she aint gonna be on the planning committee. 

[to be continued by the next person to continue it...  yeah, theres more!]

Old Mr Dangerous said   

scruffy said   
those guys had me film a stale 'commercial' for their shit, but that tale is actually an asterisk at the end of the beach lady story.  a story that needs to be continued.  i wasnt around for much of the end part, so...  whos up...?    

I'm captivated and need to know the next chapter.   

Did take advantage of the nearby Sheetz (MTO!) to stock up on Faygo before the rush. Also experienced the wondrous world of Waffle House for the first time. Felt appropriate.

Edit: On second thought, never mind. Stay the fuck asleep so I don't have to deal with that shit.

so, about the very last thing that happened before i set off for home was a ninja i chatted with at the station.  he and all the people he was camped with had just had all of their shit taken, whole campsite cleaned out, 'like twenty minutes ago'.  tents, bags, the lot.  all his people were apparently beefin with each other over who stole what and how it happened. 

again, im two minutes from heading back to the world; i dont want to be caught up in a new adventure.  so i gave him some off-the-cuff simplistic advice [that i knew didnt amount to much, but at least pointed him in the right direction and made him feel better], and rolled on out. 

wasnt until i was stuck in the traffic jam later that i realized... it was already sumn like two, three oclock.  at 12:01, they start policing up everything left on the grounds, whether youre ready to go or not.  these guys just fucked around way too long, and their entire camp probably got thrown into the back of some truck in about two minutes flat. 

*  speakin of jams, saw too many wrecks on the way out.  lot of em were obviously juggalos, probably most of em were. 

aside from time wasted [about an hour and a half just waitn on wrecks in ohio; which was an annoyance, but a necessity that im prepared to sit through], it bugs me just a bit that so many juggalos had their week end in disaster. 

im sure most or all of those wrecks were caused by fatigue.  the main reason it bugs me, is that these days, they give us an entire extra night to rest and recoup for that road grind ahead.  what im sayin is, fatigue shouldnt even be a problem. 

from what ninjas told me, though, i was a few hours behind the real demolition derby.  heard it was 'twice as bad' earlier in the day. 

*  so...  i gets extra t-shirts, so i can wear and not have to worry about fuckin em up, yeah?

i discovered, only a couple days ago, that one of my shirts is backwards.  as in, the back is printed on the front, and vice versa.

looks kinda odd, to my eyeballs, so im not gonna wear it.  i spose, if someone is interested in a 3xlt misprinted black 2016 meetup massacre t-shirt, a deal can be dealt.  or maybe a banner can be made out of it.  or sumn. 

Eating hot dogs with a @celle2057 @phreakcore and i dunno who else as we watched all the angry people walk back from lotus. That was funny. THEY WERE SO MAD hahaha

First time really trippin balls off acid was great. 

I wanna buy something to record more shit. Like i dunno im ignorant about what to use but that is easily fixed. U know im glad we had pictures this year!

That glow stick i got in the back of @cheshyr shit.

I should have tooken a picture of muzzy and his truck.

deathmetaljuggalo said

HopeB said
I forgot one!!!!!

·The ninja that asked to smell my dreads and after doing so, told me they smell luxurious!   

that guy was not on this planet when that shit happened. we were all chilling at main stage in our chairs and i'm talking to spicy p when somebody starts touching my hair. 

i turn around thinking it's going to be a fellow villager or ninja i've met while gathering just fucking with me.. nah, some random on a next level trip and now he's buried his face in my ponytail. he won't shut up about how silky it is and how luxurious it smells and he still hasn't introduced himself. felt violated, little dirty in fact.

truth is, i was covered in GWAR blood and sweat and there was no way any part of me was pleasant, but like i said, he wasn't really there with us, just in body. 

turns out he is just so fucked up he comes across my ponytail walking by separated from his friends and it brings him back to earth. he was apologizing left and right and we all kept laughing and telling him it was okay.. he told spicy that she was really lucky to have a guy with hair like me lol. 

i got to my breaking point and kindly told him to stop so i brought him over to you to play with your dreads 

You..... Son...... Of...... A......... Bitch..... Hahaha. That was really weird.  

JC said

nah he only smells luxurious hair

haha jp jp  

My hurr is ultra luxurious lol

Dont let the blond bun fool you.

bayAreaShaman said
I dont know how i missed the hair smelling guy.

I mean was my hair not goid enough?  

nah he only smells luxurious hair

haha jp jp

I mean was my hair not goid enough?

JC said  
I'm pretty sure I offended him :'(    

good show. 

I got in an argument with him about the correct way to smell hair.  I mean, not that I know the correct way...but I'm pretty sure clutching at a random chick's head and shoving your face in her skull is the wrong way...

I'm pretty sure I offended him :'(