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A number of years ago there was an in depth study that determined that more disposable pens were produced that could exist on the planet. This was of course conclusive proof that 1) there is life on other planets 2) they write 3) they are too lazy to produce disposable pens.

Over time this hypothesis of extra terrestrial needs for goods we produce has been extended. Scrunchies, tooth paste and book markers all appear to be desirable objects. There is some good proof that these creatures have one foot, hence the missing sock phenomena.

Recently I have observed that these fiends, yes my friends; FIENDS, are become more evil, and possessive.

I live in a small holme on Baker Street (Ooops that slipped out), it is tidy (ish) modern unit and I keep it neat, most of the time. Someone does break in and leave dirty dishes, but that is another story.

Recently I have lost two new paperback books, partially read, a supply of prescription meds ( of use to anyone except a T-woman) and a rather nice very sharp  knife that I pruned bushes, plants and passer-byes in the street, when I was having a psychopathic moment. All as you can tell, harmless essential items. We won't talk about the semtex, that's bound to turn up with a bang.
Do others have these occurrences?  Are the FIENDS getting more daring?

So beware, if you are approached by a one-legged cross-dressing alien holding a sharp knife while reading a book by Jo Nebos, confuse it by asking it if you can borrow a Biro. Then run.

Cindy

I have two leather belts that came with a full length leather coat, but can only find one.  I had two, and one has just vanished. I mean you don't just leave belts lying around.

Also, as I am living alone, where has my Deep Purple CD gone? It is not in the CD rack, or the car.  I have never loaned it to anyone.  Another  "Mystery of the Sea."

Karen.

When I was at college learning to make clarinets (long story...) we figured out that somewhere in the cosmos is a planetoid that's simply covered in mile-high piles of tiny little screws. You'd be loosening one, and it'd fly off the instrument - you'd follow it with your eye, and then poof! it would drop through a hyperspace window, never to be seen again.

So they capture poofs and screw them?

That is disturbing

(This is fun only, don't take offence people)

in another dimension, someone is wondering where all the socks, in their dryer, are coming from.

Not to mention all the farts that are manifesting out of nowhere... Yes, we can tell by your expressions that you are all guilty of sending farts into another dimension

Quote from: Cindy James on April 02, 2012, 04:15:35 AM
A number of years ago there was an in depth study that determined that more disposable pens were produced that could exist on the planet. This was of course conclusive proof that 1) there is life on other planets 2) they write 3) they are too lazy to produce disposable pens.

Over time this hypothesis of extra terrestrial needs for goods we produce has been extended. Scrunchies, tooth paste and book markers all appear to be desirable objects. There is some good proof that these creatures have one foot, hence the missing sock phenomena.

Recently I have observed that these fiends, yes my friends; FIENDS, are become more evil, and possessive.

I live in a small holme on Baker Street (Ooops that slipped out), it is tidy (ish) modern unit and I keep it neat, most of the time. Someone does break in and leave dirty dishes, but that is another story.

Recently I have lost two new paperback books, partially read, a supply of prescription meds ( of use to anyone except a T-woman) and a rather nice very sharp  knife that I pruned bushes, plants and passer-byes in the street, when I was having a psychopathic moment. All as you can tell, harmless essential items. We won't talk about the semtex, that's bound to turn up with a bang.
Do others have these occurrences?  Are the FIENDS getting more daring?

So beware, if you are approached by a one-legged cross-dressing alien holding a sharp knife while reading a book by Jo Nebos, confuse it by asking it if you can borrow a Biro. Then run.

Cindy

Your problem:
Gremlins or poltergeists ...

Or early onset Alzheimers  ;)

Lighters. In my lifetime I bought more than is humanly necessary, but they just vanish. Either the little jerks are chain smokers, or they are actually trying to help protect the health of my lungs.

Either way, it is not appreciated.

They went where your short term memory dare not travel. LOL

Quote from: Cindy James on April 02, 2012, 04:15:35 AM

I live in a small holme on Baker Street.

Cindy

Oh dear, I just noticed that one, Watson.

  To some it is socks, to me it is pens and other writing styli.  Others are placed that when I finally use them, the ink had dried in them or they will not draw ink no matter the method used.  That is my arghhh!
  Joelene

There is a planet somewhere in the cosmos that is inhabited by purely biroid lifeforms, it was apparently discovered by former Galactic President Zaphod Beeblebrox - who also had a very successful 2nd-hand biro business..

Quote from: kelly_aus on April 03, 2012, 01:17:07 AM
There is a planet somewhere in the cosmos that is inhabited by purely biroid lifeforms, it was apparently discovered by former Galactic President Zaphod Beeblebrox - who also had a very successful 2nd-hand biro business..

I always thought things disappeared up my ()()

I gotta stop stuffing things up there. That banana tasted like vanilla scented chocolate though.

Where do things go indeed  :)  Sometimes I'll forget where I've put something and go looking about for it, while I'm looking I'll come across other interesting items that I'd forgotten I had

Sometimes I'll find the item I was looking for and other times I'll just enjoy finding all the other treasures and forget about it  :laugh:

Ahahaha I don't know how I missed this. :laugh:

Quote from: Ms. OBrien on April 02, 2012, 06:52:18 AM
in another dimension, someone is wondering where all the socks, in their dryer, are coming from.

Ugh...I think my house is where all the crap is going. I keep hauling boxes out and it just never ends. I don't even remember my mom having all this stuff, so maybe some of it belongs to you guys here. ;D

The aliens must also have some gamma ray gun that zaps you when you enter a room so that you forget why you went there.

*shakes fist at sky*

Make sure you note where you put your books and pens, and later you will see that this three things (books, pens and notes) will go away when you need them, and appear instantly when you are not looking for them. :)  i have seen this happen time after time after time ... -your Fiends?

;)

Quote from: Bexi on April 11, 2012, 10:42:29 AM
The aliens must also have some gamma ray gun that zaps you when you enter a room so that you forget why you went there.

*shakes fist at sky*

According to an article on Cracked, there is a scientific principle behind this. Something about how your brain stores ideas in compartments by room, and when you move through a doorway your brain wipes the information it thinks it no longer needs. People forget things just by walking through doors in video games apparently.

Quote from: Cindy James on April 02, 2012, 04:15:35 AM
A number of years ago there was an in depth study that determined that more disposable pens were produced that could exist on the planet. This was of course conclusive proof that 1) there is life on other planets 2) they write 3) they are too lazy to produce disposable pens.

Over time this hypothesis of extra terrestrial needs for goods we produce has been extended. Scrunchies, tooth paste and book markers all appear to be desirable objects. There is some good proof that these creatures have one foot, hence the missing sock phenomena.

Recently I have observed that these fiends, yes my friends; FIENDS, are become more evil, and possessive.

I live in a small holme on Baker Street (Ooops that slipped out), it is tidy (ish) modern unit and I keep it neat, most of the time. Someone does break in and leave dirty dishes, but that is another story.

Recently I have lost two new paperback books, partially read, a supply of prescription meds ( of use to anyone except a T-woman) and a rather nice very sharp  knife that I pruned bushes, plants and passer-byes in the street, when I was having a psychopathic moment. All as you can tell, harmless essential items. We won't talk about the semtex, that's bound to turn up with a bang.
Do others have these occurrences?  Are the FIENDS getting more daring?

So beware, if you are approached by a one-legged cross-dressing alien holding a sharp knife while reading a book by Jo Nebos, confuse it by asking it if you can borrow a Biro. Then run.

Cindy

ROFLMAO!! sorry but they might also be wearing Buzz Lighter boxers and spiked choker and carrying a small handgun (how do you loose that?!?!) this alien might be more dangerous than previously thought.

(I really want to draw this bad boy now....)

 I found the knife!! and got rid of the body that it was hiding in ;D

But the books are still missing. I even cleaned up my spare bedroom, which is more of a walk in wardrobe nowadays. Didn't find the books, but did find two pairs of shoes, a dress and a skirt that I haven't taken out of the store packaging. Hmm this lady knows how to shop.

Quote from: troyboi on April 24, 2012, 11:11:26 PM
According to an article on Cracked, there is a scientific principle behind this. Something about how your brain stores ideas in compartments by room, and when you move through a doorway your brain wipes the information it thinks it no longer needs. People forget things just by walking through doors in video games apparently.

I have tried walking through doors.

It hurts my nose.

Has anyone got my Montreal Canadiens  monster size T-shirt?  How can something that big disappear?  Probably a conspiracy by the Leafs fans! >:(

Karen.

For me it's lighters and inhalers....I realise the irony in that combination :D

I don't understand how I can purchase a pack of 10 lighters around once a month and one by one lose every single one of them, until I'm forced to try and use the one lighter that has no gas that I apparently never intend to throw away.

The worst recently though has been the disappearance of my camera and my MP3 player. The MP3 player was actually brand new, I took it out the packaging...plugged it in to charge and get the software....and I haven't seen it since. ;___;

OMD! this makes so much sence! (in general, but also in relation to a forthcoming story im about to tell) I was walking with a friend at uni, and had just bought some soup from the cafe, which it is important to note, that not having evolved a cup holder as yet (lamarkian, not darwinian for the pedantists amongst you), I was carrying in one of my hands.  I was telling her a joke (about why catholic school boys have centre partings) which required the use of both hands held out flat, which i did.  after telling the joke we realised that I could not have made the gesture without letting go of the soup, and neither of us actually remebered seeing it while I gesticulated but remebered me carrying it before and after. 

its clear to me now, after reading this topic that aliens stole my soup but didnt like cerery flavour and so returned it.

Hair ties...nuff said  >:(

When trying to find something, if I ever ask, "Where did I put so-and-so" I am always answered with the reply "Where did you leave it?"

Which drives me crazy! haha OBVIOUSLY if I didnt move said sought-after item then no one else would move it!
Lol
X

I used to get all grumpy, because I'd search and search the toolbox for the tool I needed, and it always seemed like it was the LAST tool I'd find after much searching...

Jeez, that was frustrating!  >:(

Then someone explained to me, "Of *course* it's always the "last" tool! Once you find what you're looking for, you stop looking!"

D'Oh!

Quote from: Beth Andrea on April 25, 2012, 07:49:49 PM
I used to get all grumpy, because I'd search and search the toolbox for the tool I needed, and it always seemed like it was the LAST tool I'd find after much searching...

Jeez, that was frustrating!  >:(

Then someone explained to me, "Of *course* it's always the "last" tool! Once you find what you're looking for, you stop looking!"

D'Oh!

Haha *shivers with rage* Ive been there on many an ocassion!
X

They must be taking my cell phone! It just disappears. Like when I woke up today I searched my entire bed. Took off all the blankets and pillows, even my stuffed animal but nothing! I put all of it back and got a phone to call my cell and I can hear it vibrating on my bed. I could swear it was not there five minutes ago. Either I'm going crazy or someone really is stealing my phone. 

Quote from: Sasamu on April 28, 2012, 04:10:03 AM
They must be taking my cell phone! It just disappears. Like when I woke up today I searched my entire bed. Took off all the blankets and pillows, even my stuffed animal but nothing! I put all of it back and got a phone to call my cell and I can hear it vibrating on my bed. I could swear it was not there five minutes ago. Either I'm going crazy or someone really is stealing my phone.

Oh we've all been there! It's the gremlins...

I've just accepted that whatever tool i'm using will disappear when i'm using it and it cannot be found. That's why i have a spare for most of my tools; i just grab the spare one and keep right on working  :P

Quote from: justmeinoz on April 25, 2012, 06:50:54 AM
Has anyone got my Montreal Canadiens  monster size T-shirt?  How can something that big disappear?  Probably a conspiracy by the Leafs fans! >:(

Karen.

Stanley Cup Champions - Los Angeles Kings

How does that roll off the tongue?

At least it wasn't the Leafs!  Every sport has a team that everyone hates.  AFL-Collingwood, English FA- Man U, who is it in the NFL?

Guitar picks and slides have now started to vanish too.  Maybe the aliens are blues players.

Karen.

Oh Oh Oh I've got the missin' alien blues'

I woke up this mornin'
Not a biro to be found.
My cell has been stolen
But I'm still around
I've got  those missin' alien blues

My books are gone
my clothes are hidin'
And I still can't write a list of the missin,
Because, Cos, I'm been bitten'
By those missin' alien blues.

My sox are holy
Holy than thou
But when I look for 'em
There no where to be found
Because they've been taken
By those missin' alien blues.

Money and record contract can be forwarded to the The Voice,  c.o. Justmeinoz. Shiver me knickers.  Tassie.

Cash can be forwarded to Cindy for protection and safe keeping.

here's your answer. :P

The Secret World of Arrietty Trailer 2012 English - Official [HD] (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vk4dUqInPRo#)

Quote from: justmeinoz on June 13, 2012, 03:16:24 AM
At least it wasn't the Leafs!  Every sport has a team that everyone hates.  AFL-Collingwood, English FA- Man U, who is it in the NFL?

Guitar picks and slides have now started to vanish too.  Maybe the aliens are blues players.

Karen.

I detest the Dallas Cowboys of the NFL; the New York Yankees of the American League; the Boston Celtics of the NBA; the Brazilian national womens soccer football team (sorry, Bird); cheating Chinese 12-year-old gymnasts; and all sports that require an "artistic merit" score from judges.

But for some odd reason, I just can't get enough of the Hobart Hurricanes.

Well whoever they are that take all this crap, they are in conspiracy with my husband!

They will make things disappear.  Then I will be rooting around, and yelling about how I can't find my stuff.  I will specifically look in one place, then June will give the signal to the little buggers and they will zap it back when my back is turned.

Then she'll point to it, where I just looked, and it'll be right there on top.  And she just chortles about how clueless I am.

They are working together to drive me mad I tell you!  MAD!!!  I'm sure of it!!!

-Sandy(now were is that damned pen!!!!)

Ah Sandy,

This is a particular type of 'where do things go' . You have a spouse who is communicating with the aliens. She has been taken over. You can check her pockets and you will find....biros....sox....little furry elastic things that you need but never knew you needed, but suddenly do; like  inter galactic hair ties.

There is a cure. Does she play golf?  If so lock the golf clubs away and tell her they must have just disappeared. Wonder where they went, you muse. As the sweat builds you can start the exorcism.

You need the incantation.

" Tell me where the F**k  are my [fill in as needed] is, or your golf clubs are history"

This is a religious chant so it has to be repeated,  usually with increasing volume; at the highest volume (some times called a scream) it then reverts to a whisper, and can be used with great effect.

After the exorcism it is then a ritual to say. 'Ok I forgive you (HA) take me out for dinner.' Of course the ritual has to be performed over any missing item to maintain the exorcism.

There are ancient Arabic texts that suggest, the presentation of flowers, or lingerie, or ignoring the weeks shoe shopping bill can be almost as effective as dinner. The texts suggest careful planning as the aliens may see through some of these rites.

We have to be vigilant :laugh:

Cindy (poor June >:-))

Hugs to both of you BTW

Are we having a little passive/aggressive crisis?

You have a future as a song writer Cindy. 
A Steel Guitar slide is a chrome plated piece of steel about 3" long, so it is unlikely to slide down the back of the sofa cushions.  So where has it gone?  Picks I can understand, they are small.

Women!  My sister couldn't find her purse and was late for work. She finally asked her hubby where it was. It was on her shoulder of course.

Either theses aliens are just playing with certain people or they can be......



Alright, I give up, the aliens are real.  Now give me back my keys!!!!!