TV Made Me Do It

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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What odd, silly, strange, or stupid things have you done as a direct result of TV’s influence? It doesn’t have to be something done out of naivete, it might just be something deliberately silly, as in my own example.

Mods, if things belongs in Cafe Society, feel free to move it. I wasn’t sure.

I’m a Simpsons fan. The antics of the Simpsons clan cause me much amusement.

I once, as a result, bought a friend’s soul. Yeah, like Milhouse buying Bart’s soul.

Said friend was in a period of agnosticism - he was convinced of the nonexistence of the soul, and as a result, my Bart-like impulses took over, and I paid him approximately a buck-fifty for his immortal spirit. Got it on a piece of paper just like on the show.

He later turned to the path of nondenominational Christianity, though - and to this day seems discomforted by the idea he sold his soul. I’m a nice guy, I’d give it back to him … if I still had it by that time. You see, some of the other people we hung around found my action really, really funny.

So I was able to re-sell his soul for a decent profit.

We’re not quite sure where that slip of paper is at the moment. if it turns up again, I’d probably try to buy it back for him.

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AUUGH! Wrong forum. Mods, this was supposed to go in MPSIMS. Many humble apologies.

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When I was quite young, Archie Bunker taught me how funny it was to be a racist and spew insults and epithets at everyone.

When I put that into practice on the playground, I learned how much fun it is to get your ass kicked every fricking day.

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This should be in MPSIMS, I think.

Moved to MPSIMS.

-xash
General Questions Moderator

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Thank you, Xash. Tried emailing a couple of random GQ Mods, but didn’t know who was around.

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I once spent a few years trying to get hired by several different police departments based almost entirely on what I had seen of police life on television. That, and murder mysteries. But probably 90% from TV shows.

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Did he eat naught but burning hot coals, and drink naught but burning hot cola?

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A month ago, I got in a giant tire and let my friends push me down a hill, I think I saw this on “Jackass” but it was all fun as we each took turns until the tire tipped over and someone got hurt. :smack:

When I was 10 or 11 I hit my friend pn the head with a plastic folding chair and gave him a concussion not because I was mean but because I was showing him my wrestling moves.

Once on TV I saw this show where the washer overflowed with soap and the kids ended up cleaningthe floor with the soap from the washer and I said to myself “Why not I can have fun and clean the house”. It looked like a lot of fun so I tried it and the results were not the same as on television, I want to say I was about 9.

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I was in a backyard wrestling federation for about a month or two when I was in eleventh grade back during the height of WWE’s popularity in the late nineties. I’ve been a lifelong fan (I don’t watch anymore though) and always used to wrestle my dad and my sister and when I found out that some friends of mine had formed their own federation – the W.W.A. – I just had to join.

After a couple weeks of practicing, I had my first match against one of the other guy’s younger brother. He was probably ten or so and his gimmick, the Preschool Prostitute, was pretty much a rip-off of ECW era Spike Dudley, the plucky underdog. So after about ten minutes of mauling him (I had a foot, a hundred pounds, and about seven years on him), he hit me with three Acid Drops out of nowhere to win.

About fifteen minutes later, the cops showed up because we were making a disturbance and everyone, about a hundred fifty of us (only 20 or so wrestlers) just ran for it. The cops, thinking they’d scared us off, then left and we came back and then finished the show with a thirty minute hardcore texas tornado elimination match where the highlight was when Tolbert, one of the friends who recruited me, climbed his apartment’s balcony and skydived a good fifteen or twenty feet onto his “nemesis”, Loco, who was laying on the large trampoline we used as a ring.

The guy had balls the size of grapefruits.

Unfortunately, while both survived that just fine, I wound up hurting him with an errant weapon hit. Someone earlier had used an old acoustic guitar as a weapon a la Jeff Jarrett and I grabbed the neck and chased Tolbert around with it, finally just throwing it at his leg. It evidently really hurt him and for the next three weeks at school, he had an obvious limp.

A twenty foot fall and at least two fluorescent light bulbs smashed over his back and it’s a guitar neck that actually injured him. How ironic. I never got hurt myself… I quit two cards later when Frost, someone I had legitimate problems with, decided to actually fight me in a match and I just walked out of the matchup.

Wound up getting two cute girls, Zahara and Rebecca, looking after me to make sure I was okay too. He inadvertantly helped me, the stupid jerk.

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WOW…that is cool. Sounds like fun.

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It was a blast. Probably the most fun I ever had in high school since I was your typical geek with no social life otherwise.

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I have to say, Aesiron, that as a parent, your story scares the hell out of me.

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Once, when I was a wee little slip of a lass, I snuck up behind my older sister and jabbed her in the butt with a straight pin. I wanted to see her shoot up through the ceiling like on Tom and Jerry. It didn’t work.

Still fun, though. :smiley:

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That ain’t ironic, Alanis.

My own “TV made me do it” story is much more subtle yet more pervasive. I was completely warped by sitcoms. I thought conversations had to be funny every few sentences so I spent a lot of time while talking to people looking for the jokes instead of, you know, conversing. Still a habit for me.

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I’m still shocked my own mother let me do it, honestly. Glad she did though.

Yes it is.

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Sure it is. See definition #2.

The only story I can think of was when I was nine. My two younger brothers and I had just watched Bloodsport and, since we were all in karate lessons at the time, decided to hold our own little Kumite in our basement.

I may have beaten the crap out of both my brothers (and gotten grounded for two months for it), but I’m still Champion of the Universe.

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Mom never let us kids watch the Three Stooges because she was afraid we’d poke one another in the eye. Little did she suspect that once we actually did get to see it, every one of the four of us said, “That looks stupid. I can’t believe Mom thought we’d be that stupid.”

However… like Marlitharn, my boneheaded move was inspired by Tom & Jerry - I blew pepper into my sister’s face when she was two and I was seven. I wanted to see if it would make her sneeze.

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My Dutch step-cousin-in-law (don’t ask) Decided he needed to take my whole family to Casa Bonits when visiting Denver. All because he really liked that episode of South Park when Cartman locked Butters in a fridge…

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Or, when spelled correctly, Casa Bonita

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Bah. Getting injured by something that could reasonably be expected to cause injury, despite not being injured by two other things reasonably expected to cause injury, isn’t ironic. Now, if he’d been hit by all that stuff without injury and then say, tripped over a crash pad there to prevent injury, that would be ironic.