A fun thread on CAF

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Hmm. Let’s have a fun, lighthearted thread. Let’s each of us tell a story, of anything you guys want. It can be something from your childhoods, a folktale from your neck of the woods, or a funny anecdote- literally anything, within reason, of course.
Have some fun, CAF’ers.
 
In college, I managed to “sneak” in presentations on both Iron Maiden and Helloween.

Iron Maiden was for a psychology assignment. I decided to do the presentation on the psychological effects of modern music, with a specific focus put on rock and metal. Iron Maiden became the centerpiece due to being a favorite of mine who is both popular and has plenty of songs that challenge the image people have of metal.

Helloween was for German class. We were told to do a presentation about something related to Germany. Any German band was allowed except Rammstein, because the professor had heard too many presentations on them. I was initially going to go with Edguy, but it was hard to get a lot of info on the band’s history, so I went with Helloween. I also got to play I.M.E. as part of the presentation.

I do look back on both presentations and cringe a bit, though, but it was fun to do a presentation on music I like rather than on ethics or math.
 
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By the way, why don’t Casual Discussion threads appear on the main page?
 
Hmm,:thinking:Sometimes they do on my iPad

My young son and I were visiting friends once,the daughter said her elderly dad was just getting ready to go and have a hip op’ (hip operation) taking his shower and dressing.
My son looked matter of fact about it ,and said something …it dawned on my friend and I that he thought the elderly gentleman was going to Hip Hop classes 🙃
 
One story I know is about Wild Man’s Island. (This May not be the correct version of the story, I can’t remember it that well-if you know the story, feel free to correct me)

It takes place in the Great Lakes region.

I believe it was about a fisherman who was rejected by the girl he loved, and who went out in his boat in a storm. Needless to say, he got shipwrecked on a tiny deserted island. He tried in vain to cry for help. The people on shore heard his faint and desperate cries, but the water was too rough for them to go out and look for him.

Although they found his battered up canoe on shore weeks later, they never found him. It then that the people on the mainland started to hear pitiful cries for help whenever it stormed. They would rush in their boats to the source of the noise-a deserted island-but found no one.

Because of these cries, the island became known as Wild Man’s Island. It is said that today, if you listen closely during a storm, you might hear the cry’s of the wildman’s ghost too. 👻

Wild man’s island is a real place, and there could be some truth to the tale or how it got its name.

Also, my dad used to tell me a lot of creepy stories when I was little, especially about witches that kidnapped little girls and tried to turn them into witches.
 
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I told this one before on CAF but one I will always remember lol.

I guess I was about 11 and had just started training to be an altar boy and I was supposed be at High Mass to observe. All of a sudden somebody grabs me and says the altar boys for the school Mass did not show up and get over there pronto. Huh? No chance to tell them I have no idea what I am doing. So I get there and it’s not a priest from the parish but a visiting priest so he don’t know me. I tell him ‘Father I don’t know what I’m doing’ Oh it will be okay. No Father you don’t understand I really don’t know what I am doing.’ So he says he will point out what I should be doing. Of course once Mass started he totally forgot that little tidbit and I’m frozen like a rock with a whole bunch of Sisters of Charity in the first row giving me dirty looks and hand signals all at the same time. I was liturgical abuse personified! I rang those bells for five minutes just to be sure I did it at the right time!

But I guess it turned out okay…those same Sisters later on chose me to be a server for the daily convent Mass which was a big deal. Yeah you had to get up real early in the morning but you got fed and you were allowed to miss the first couple of classes.

Now whenever I see a little guy obviuosly in training at Mass I say a little prayer for him!
 
Once upon a time, in a far away land, there was a king who had a love of exotic fruits. His subjects would bring him all kinds of exotic fruits, and he was pleased. Over time he became tired of what was given to him and put out a decree that anyone who could bring him a new exotic fruit that he loved, their reward would be a bag of gold and a parcel of land, provided that they would keep him supplied. His subjects came to him from far and wide. For weeks they brought various fruits, non of which he enjoyed. Just as he was about to give up a man meekly came up to him and offered the king his fruit. The king was ecstatic! Finally! A fruit like that of none other that I have tasted. What is this wonderful fruit that you have brought me? “Raisins my lord”. The man received his reward. For months like clockwork the man brought the king this delectable fruit. Then, one day, the man sheepishly approached the king empty handed. “Where are my raisins?” the king demanded. The man hesitated, shuffled his feet, and finally stated, “I’m sorry my lord, but last night … my rabbit died”.

And with that my fellow CAF-ers … i bid you adieu.

:: Exit … stage right ::
 
Funny event, a interpreted it in this way.:

 
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