Who came up with the name pineapple? Not everything has to be a kind of apple, you know.

>>71723
In German porcupines are called Stachelschwein, literally "spike pig".

>>71723
I think in most other languages (or maybe just the romance ones) a pineapple are simply some variation of "pina".

i fucked a skateboard once

I volunteered at a boy scout camp and a music festival. I've been to numerous conventions as someone helping out heavily costumed people. That's the closest I've gotten to abnormal experiences. Take it or leave it.

>>71739
You got any stories bro?

>>71741
When I was volunteering at the music festival I was basically told I hit the jackpot- I was going to be working the VIP section. However, they also got like five others to work the VIP section, and there was literally nothing for us to do for most of the day. Throw away bottles and trash people left, that was about it. The first day was just six hours of watching John Legend and other stars from the VIP section with minimal crap to do.

The next day, our manager basically decided that wouldn't happen, and took two of us and moved us over to trash duty. That actually wasn't too bad. There were so many trashcans, a collection of four every 20 yards, if that. I think I only took out one full bag per 6 hours, and I got to watch the show. Only downside was the standing.

The next day was when it got interesting, though. I should up earlier than I should have (especially in retrospect) and as a reward I was the first person my manager decided to use to fill a hole over in food service. This wasn't a volunteer position, mind you, people got paid to shovel the overpriced shit to people. They were just short on people and stuck me there, despite also being moved the previous day. Anyway, literally everyone there was black, that rural black too. That actually made the experience halfway tolerable, as they had a way of making the shitty job less shitty.

So I guess the moral of the story is that if you're stuck shoveling french fries into little boats it helps to be surrounded by black people while doing so. Also, just shell out the money to go to the damn festival instead of volunteering.

>>71742
YOU THINK THATS THE FRINGE OF SOCIETY!?

>>71752
Nah, I admitted I wasn't "on the fringe" but still had some abnormal experiences. I was then asked so I told a story. Calm your shit.

>>71723
I always heard the Dutch came up with it (technically spelled "pijnappel" in Dutch, but clearly the same concept). However, it might have been the English who decided the fruit looked like a pine cone.

>>71733
Actually, among world languages "ananas" or something similar is far more common, because it's the Latinized version of the original name of the fruit in some indigenous South American language (and also the genus name for pineapples and a few related species). Even the Dutch realized that the first name they came up with is silly and now they too call the thing ananas.

>>71791
Wikipedia says it's from the Portugese 'piña de Indes'

>>71812
I'm glad we could learn so much about pineapples. Any fruit that can dissolve Jell-O gets my respect.

Pineapple is one of my favourite fruits, yet I eat real pineapple maybe once a year. That's pretty weird come to think of it.

Please don't bump my thread with your stupid bullshit you guys!

I purposefully make people who work at Little Caesar's uncomfortable. I go there rather frequently, sometimes I buy pizza sometimes I don't, and I go at all times of day. I've learned all the employee's names on the current roster, including the manager, and congratulate people on their new jobs when I haven't seen someone before. I always make sure I buy the Little Caesar plush dolls from the same employee. I sometimes ask if they have any pizzas that haven't been cut. I will always try to make small talk with them, ask them about whether or not they've seen a specific recent Little Caesar's commercial and whether they think it's funny. I once asked the manager whether the pepperoni was safe for cats, and also complimented her on their corporate culture. I've told some that I hate their pizza but told others it's my favorite, and I just apply my own crust flavors so I don't have to go to Pizza Hut. I think some of them suspect that I'm fucking with them but others think I'm autistic.

I work under the supervision of a raging anti-Christian homosexual and whom I suspect to be a repressed pedophile at my local hardware store, and my favorite customer is an insane space cadet named Tiger man. It's really fucking funny because you can just go a couple aisles over from where he is and just whisper "tigerman," and he'll shout back TIGERMAN AHHWRIGHT, like real loud and shit because we all think he's fucking hysterical to play marco polo with this guy

it's all in ballza fun though

I go to the store just to organize the shelves.
Always the grocery store, they are way more fun and in my opinion more "strictly" laid out so it's easier to work in groups if that's what you want to do. it's just fun and i suppose i'm doing people a tiny little service by doing it and that's cool too. this is literally what i do instead of play video games

my favorite aisle is breakfast, the whole thing with the hot and breakfast cereals and the poptarts and oatmeal. it's the most colorful aisle and it's easy and fun to stack and look at things. second favorite is either the other boxed ballza heavy aisle where they keep the hamburger helper and stuff or the sauces section with ketchup bbq etc. juice aisle is colorful but usually doesn't need much reorganization and most of the items are really heavy

i don't think any of the employees have noticed i do it semi-regularly, but i do get thanked often when they notice me moving things.

I'm a guy at a regular college dating a girl at an art school. Like, think of your stereotypical art school students, and that is who I hang out with every weekend. I met her online and we hit it off pretty well. She's pretty normal minus the dyed hair and asymmetrical haircut.

When I first started dating her, we went to this Lebanese potluck a friend was hosting in her apartment. We were sitting down on cushions on the ground (no couches or anything) while people talked about art, homeopathy and shit like that. Definitely waaay out of my normal social scene.

I start chatting with this guy next to me. He asks me basic questions after a brief introduction. Where are you going to school? What are you studying. I say Comp Sci, and he says, "Wow, that's so weird!" I really wanted to say, "Dude, you're a sculpting major. That's your major. You sculpt!" but I didn't. That would be rude.

Anyway, that was a long while ago. I'm still dating the girl. This past winter though we decided to go to tutti frutti for some fro yo, and her roommate went to go grab some liquor at the store across the street. She met us inside with what she purchased but accidentally dropped the 1.5 liter bottle of jack onto the floor of this establishment. Glass shatters. There are no survivors. The guy who was working there came over to help clean up, meanwhile roommate contemplates drinking the little bit of liquor that stayed in the neck of the bottle. I advised her against this, because drinking bits of broken glass is bad for your health (source: emt).

Also, it turns out, roommate knows the guy working the register that night through a mutual friend. Turns out he's a gay furry abercrombrie model. Turns out, he was also an asshole. He was nice to us, but all the way back to their apartment, roommate was just telling story after story about how this guy was a douche. I didn't see it, but then again, I didn't talk to him for very long.

I have more weird art school stories but I think that's all I'm gonna post right now. Not exactly fringe of society like a drug dealer or soldier, but whatever.

I believe you shouldn't underestimate Aikido. Now I know you may be thinking, "Why take a weakling martial art like Aikido seriously when I am learning Kendo?" I can see why you would think that, how can a peaceful martial arts like Aikido beat a powerful one like Kendo?

Well, I have a story to share with you.

Years ago, I was a Kendoka, I thought I was the toughest kid in high school, I would pick fights, and kick ass. I was full of hate, until I picked a fight with the wrong dude. He was a Japanese exchange student, I still remember his name, Noboru Takeda.

I picked on him because of his hilarious and thick Japanese accent. I told him I was going to beat him so hard, he would go back to China(Yeah, I was a little racist prick.), he never said anything back, made me wanted to kick his ass even harder.

Well, here comes the fight. I threw men and do strikes, he dodged them like I was a mere white belt. I was tiring out and he knew, I saw the smirk on his face that made me raged hard. I put all my strength in one amazing tsuki, and he grabbed past it to my wrist and threw me over. My back smacked on the hard cement ground, and I was knocked out for who knows how long.

When I woke up I was in the school infirmary, I asked the nurse who brought me here, and you guessed it, Noboru Takeda. The next day, he wasn't at school, he was back in Japan, and I never got to thank him, for saving my life and showing me the light. I soon learned that he was an Aikidoka and have been practicing Aikido ever since to show my thanks to him.

I have defeated countless opponents using Aikido, and they always ask me, Why are you so strong?

I answer, I'm not strong, you are.

Aikido uses the strength of the attacker back at them but 10 times stronger(estimate). Using Aikido and I can probably kill a charging Rhino using it's force right back at it, of course, I'm not going to try it, way to dangerous for any sane person.

I recommend practicing Aikido for every ONX, as you are all physically weak, and Aikido is specialized for the weak to defend against the strong.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FDnYNroUmNs

A 50 year old man with cerebral palsy doing Aikido, very touching.

>>71935
fuck yea this post

I've seen someone shoot up into heroin into their foot because all their other veins collapsed.

I know someone who had to sleep in his mom's car because he wasn't allowed in the house. the guy his mom was dating hated him and she was insane so she went along with it. apparently she shot his other brother, but that was years prior.

Someone else I know, his mom is a crackhead. One time I was at his house, all of a sudden she started getting really hyper and ran and peeked out the windows and then to the stove to light a cigarette and then back again. He just groaned, apologized, and then led us to his room. Then he told me she was doing a crack deal in her driveway. This happened a couple more times. Always a fun experience.

One time I was in the city walking around at night, tripping with a friend, and all of a sudden this black midget jumped out in front of us and and growled at his while thrusting his hands forward. That was just plain weird. Me and my friend just laughed and ran away.

One time I woke up and went to the kitchen, and my roommates friend who'd stayed over the previous night asked me for a ride, because he'd already left to work. I assumed it was a ride home and drove her. She was giving me directions and told me to pull into a gas station. She told me to hold on, looked over at the other cars and then ran out and got into the passenger seat of a car being drive by some 40-year old indian man. She then ran back to my window, threw $40 dollars at me and told me to pick her up when she calls in 45 minutes. Turns out she was a prostitute. She later told me he paid her $300 to walk on his back. Some people are insane.

Most of my other strange experiences I can't really communicate well. They're 'you had to be there' kinds of things.
My whole life has been very weird. It gets old eventually, and then it gets really annoying.