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Do you remember the sneering, snide, reprehensible,
reptilian bastard who made your life a living hell when you
were a kid at school? This one's for you...
The Principal Reliquary is a small, portable ossuary, which
allows you to carry around some small portion of your
tormentor, whether
that is a bone (probably not spinal) or
just a fingernail clipping.
Then, when you're feeling that life could have been a lot
better if you hadn't been prevented from attending the
Science Fair**, precluding you from pitching your scholastic
record to potential employers, you can reach for your
Principal Reliquary and lavish a few curses upon it.
(**If only Thurston had not ducked when you threw the
shoe that hit your chemistry teacher in the head, rendering
her unconscious.)
http://www.myersbri...uent-is-my-type.asp
[hippo, May 31 2012]
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If I felt that way about anyone I don't think I'd want
their body droppings anywhere near me. |
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Not so much issues as a therapy aid for those less
fortunate, [MB]. |
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Rather less satisfying than seeing their sun-
bleached skull on a pike, in use as a nest box
by a pair of Long-tailed Tits. |
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So, it is something like the Voodoo doll? Maybe making it into a curse-recognizing spam triger would actually serve the purpose. |
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That can be arranged, [8th]. Got a particular
individual in mind? |
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I'm beginning to re-evaluate my generally poor opinion of
the American public school system. I mean, I can't say K-8
did me any favors, but at least it didn't scar me for life. |
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Hey! That's me to a tee in Simpleton's link. (Not the picture though). But I don't have an obsessive, or any other kind of, hatred for the authority figures from my schooling. |
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That's odd. I usually score as an ENTJ on Myers
Briggs. |
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There were a few I particularly disliked. The
headmaster was one of them... a pre-clone of the
Gilbert Huph, the boss at Insuricare (The
Incredibles). Seriously, down to the diminutive
stature, looks, attitude and hairstyle. |
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// Got a particular individual in mind? // |
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One specific Geography teacher, although in
fact any Geography teacher (or indeed any
quantity thereof) would be satisfactory. |
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We suspect that that INTP profile is specious
rubbish, but will refrain from commenting
further until we have had an opportunity to
study the assertion at greater length, gather
more data, and thoroughly consider all
possible implications before presenting the
facts in a lucid and logical form. |
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I'm a Myers-Briggs type which is usually reluctant to reveal its Myers-Briggs type on public forums. |
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I wouldn't have thought Myers Briggs had a type for
people like you, [hippo]. |
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They had to invent one - it's now a 17-box grid |
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Hmm... there are already 30 squares in a Myers Briggs
grid. Plus another 15 rectangles, I think. |
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30? I'm referring to this kind of 4x4 table (link) |
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I know. Put a border around it and tell me how many
squares you can find. |
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