Funny pic/gif thread...

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In mud engineering we had software that did all of the calculations for us; however, in mud school, we still had to do all of the calculations on paper and in the field if we were in the dog house, the company man would often ask us to calculate the hole volume on the fly with just a calculator and our minds. We had to have the formulas and a lot of the numbers for volume for many of the pipe sizes memorized.

Jaden

Pi times the radius squared times the depth. I haven't needed to know that in two score years but it is well and truly stuck in the memory banks. I was usually more interested in the stroke measuring engine displacements. I used 3.1416 for pi if I wanted the estimate to be a little over, 3.14159 if I wanted the estimate to be a little short.

I have so much information I don't need carefully stored in memory that there isn't room to add more!

Hu
 
Are you cool?
Well I'm cool
Is everybody cool?
Well let's get hot
Grass roots
All across this great nation
And I am truly humbled
And gratefully accept the nomination

I'm gonna be President
Of the United States
First Tuesday in November
Mark it down, and save the date

Live music in the White House
Strictly BYOB
The public wanna get down
It is our collective destiny

I'm gonna kiss all the babies
Maybe kiss their mamas too
I don't need the secret service
I know how to work a room

I'm gonna be President
Of the United States
I was born to be President
Of these United States

On the day I was born
All the nurses and doctors
Take that boy out his crib
And put him in the Executive Office

First thing that I'm gonna do is disclose all those UFOS
Put Jimi Hendrix on the twenty dollar bill
And Bill Hicks on a five note

Hot damn The democratic process
What a time to be alive
Oh, I'm ready to give the people what they want
And what they want is straight talk and no jive

We have exit polls coming in
Rhode Island and American Samoa
We have more results coming in
From Puerto Rico and both Dakotas

Breaking news
Happening right now
I believe we're ready to call it
Do you want us to call it?

(Yeah) I believe
We have a winner

Thank you very much
I couldn't have done it
I couldn't have done it without you
Drinks on me

Thank you very much
I couldn't have done it
I couldn't have done it without you
Drinks on me

First thing that I'm gonna do is go for a ride on a UFO
Put Jimi Hendrix on the twenty dollar bill
And Bill Hicks on a five note

Hot damn The democratic process
What a time to be alive
Oh, I'm ready to give the people what they want
And what they want is straight talk and no jive

Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Dan Maines / Jean-Paul Gaster / Neil Fallon / Richard Sult
 
Again with the Millennial crap. Bro I promise you I got the belt more than you did in your entire life. The belt, a 3" wide razor strop, plastic spoons, wooden spoons, switches that I had to cut myself. I'm 42 and considered about the oldest a Millennial could be. If I threw a fit in the store my mom walked off and left me crying. Then I'd get my butt beat when I got home. You don't have the market cornered on getting the shit beat out of you as a child. Millennials grew up basically pre internet, we're not the ipad generation. We got our asses beat. We grew up with our parents or grandparents smoking in the car. We didn't get presents when it was other people's birthday. No participation trophy. We know cursive and can read an analog clock. I get it's a joke, and it's kind of funny, I relate to it but I'm a Millennial. :)
It’s easier to blame the generations after yours it is to have true self reflection on what impact your (royal your) generation had - both good and bad.

I’m a millennial and my dad would spank us with a piece of oak baseboard that he carved a handle into. My name was written one side and my sister’s on the other.
 
It’s easier to blame the generations after yours it is to have true self reflection on what impact your (royal your) generation had - both good and bad.

I’m a millennial and my dad would spank us with a piece of oak baseboard that he carved a handle into. My name was written one side and my sister’s on the other.
You haven’t lived unless you’re eating oatmeal porridge for breakfast ( at the age of six) and you disagree with your poppa about something and he shoves your face in the porridge and your brothers and sisters crack up laughing.
 
It’s easier to blame the generations after yours it is to have true self reflection on what impact your (royal your) generation had - both good and bad.

I’m a millennial and my dad would spank us with a piece of oak baseboard that he carved a handle into. My name was written one side and my sister’s on the other.
As they say:
If you point the finger at yourself, who would be left to blame?
 
You haven’t lived unless you’re eating oatmeal porridge for breakfast ( at the age of six) and you disagree with your poppa about something and he shoves your face in the porridge and your brothers and sisters crack up laughing.
That is a beautiful story.

Dumbass and unappreciative parasitic midgets!
 
It’s easier to blame the generations after yours it is to have true self reflection on what impact your (royal your) generation had - both good and bad.

I’m a millennial and my dad would spank us with a piece of oak baseboard that he carved a handle into. My name was written one side and my sister’s on the other.
Lol I forgot, we also had the "board of education," basically a wooden paddle with that printed on it with a kind of comic on it.
 
With regard to my meme post #62.021 regarding kids, generations and stereotypical discipline, I thought I might comment about the process of my making it – since there have been a few comments. Let everyone see the sinister, behind-the-scenes plotting that took place so as to single out and ridicule one particular generation...

Monday, March 25th. Wife went to bed early due to early day on Tuesday. I sat down in my office, thinking maybe I can find something to make a meme about in 30 minutes or so.

Saw this posted somewhere:

We Are Not The Same.jpg


Thought, well, not great but I can knock out something quick.

Opened Word and began to jot down ideas for possible captions.

Started Googling names of the generations. The Silent Generation kids got beat a lot, but then a lot of Baby Boomers did, too. And, people know the name Baby Boomers better, so I figured I’d use that.

Then Googled the name of the most current generation. Gen Alpha. Never heard of them. Skip back, Generation Z. Yep, heard of them. I’ll use them. Oh, Millennials came just before them. I’ll use them, also, as everyone has heard of Millennials.

Google pictures where it appears a child might be offered something to behave. Dang, not much. This is taking more time that I thought. Found a picture of a mother and child by a candy display. That’s close enough. Use that.

Google pictures of kids getting harsh discipline. Again, not really any good ones. Settled on the picture of the belt and the boy, but the reality of it bothered me. Time to get this thing finished.

Bring the pics into Photoshop, figure out what aspect ratio crops to use to obtain the desired final size, crop and resize, tweak resolution and contrast, add narrow black border

Make blank canvas, copy/paste pics and flatten image. Border and font will be black, so sample the couch color for the meme background.

Return to Word and finalize the captions.

Enlarge canvas, add guides to place the text, add the text, try a few fonts to see what might work, finalize and draw finishing border.

Took final look. Almost don’t want to post. The reality of kids getting beat sickens me. But, it’s just a stupid meme; I’ve spent too much time; I’m posting it and going to bed.

Me? The last spanking I recall was when I was 5 years old. A bare hand to my clothed bottom. Had happened less than a dozen times in my 5 years of life. Never happened again. Never anything more than a hand to my bottom. Raised by my Mother and Grandmother and was an only child. Was told I just never presented any problems, was a good conversationalist from an early age and acted and spoke well beyond my chronological age.
 
Pi times the radius squared times the depth. I haven't needed to know that in two score years but it is well and truly stuck in the memory banks. I was usually more interested in the stroke measuring engine displacements. I used 3.1416 for pi if I wanted the estimate to be a little over, 3.14159 if I wanted the estimate to be a little short.

I have so much information I don't need carefully stored in memory that there isn't room to add more!

Hu
It's more than that. You have to calculate the area that's taken up by the thickness of the pipe and subtract it. There are different thicknesses of pipe at different depths. There are shortcuts. You learn what to multiply the depth by to get the amounts. The fun times are the differential equations necessary to calculate quantities of chemicals to add to get to the final amounts necessary based on the necessary additional barrels of fluid you need for the increased depth.

Then there's the 30 calculations needed that depending on what you're calculating, you have to use either 6 decimal places or 4 decimal places and each subsequent calculation is reliant on an accurate previous calculation.

Like I said, I've had graduate level math and this was the most difficult math I've had to do to get it correct.

Jaden
 
I remember one time when I was in maybe third grade or so I got yelled at school or on the bus or something. Nothing serious mind you, but yelled at nonetheless.

I came home so sure that my dad was going to be mad and paddle me that I put on every pair of underwear I owned (to soften the blow). When he got home and heard the details, he wasn’t mad at all and just laughed about it. I had been shitting in every pair of underwear I owned all afternoon for nothing.
 
With regard to my meme post #62.021 regarding kids, generations and stereotypical discipline, I thought I might comment about the process of my making it – since there have been a few comments. Let everyone see the sinister, behind-the-scenes plotting that took place so as to single out and ridicule one particular generation...

Monday, March 25th. Wife went to bed early due to early day on Tuesday. I sat down in my office, thinking maybe I can find something to make a meme about in 30 minutes or so.

Saw this posted somewhere:

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Thought, well, not great but I can knock out something quick.

Opened Word and began to jot down ideas for possible captions.

Started Googling names of the generations. The Silent Generation kids got beat a lot, but then a lot of Baby Boomers did, too. And, people know the name Baby Boomers better, so I figured I’d use that.

Then Googled the name of the most current generation. Gen Alpha. Never heard of them. Skip back, Generation Z. Yep, heard of them. I’ll use them. Oh, Millennials came just before them. I’ll use them, also, as everyone has heard of Millennials.

Google pictures where it appears a child might be offered something to behave. Dang, not much. This is taking more time that I thought. Found a picture of a mother and child by a candy display. That’s close enough. Use that.

Google pictures of kids getting harsh discipline. Again, not really any good ones. Settled on the picture of the belt and the boy, but the reality of it bothered me. Time to get this thing finished.

Bring the pics into Photoshop, figure out what aspect ratio crops to use to obtain the desired final size, crop and resize, tweak resolution and contrast, add narrow black border

Make blank canvas, copy/paste pics and flatten image. Border and font will be black, so sample the couch color for the meme background.

Return to Word and finalize the captions.

Enlarge canvas, add guides to place the text, add the text, try a few fonts to see what might work, finalize and draw finishing border.

Took final look. Almost don’t want to post. The reality of kids getting beat sickens me. But, it’s just a stupid meme; I’ve spent too much time; I’m posting it and going to bed.

Me? The last spanking I recall was when I was 5 years old. A bare hand to my clothed bottom. Had happened less than a dozen times in my 5 years of life. Never happened again. Never anything more than a hand to my bottom. Raised by my Mother and Grandmother and was an only child. Was told I just never presented any problems, was a good conversationalist from an early age and acted and spoke well beyond my chronological age.
Freaky deeky.
 
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