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`Nemesis
Dec 30, 2000

railroad graffiti
Mods plz rename to Charlie and cringer happy time thread tia

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Nolan Arenado
May 8, 2009

The story had best be something better than you building up a stack and letting the cats sit in front of the screen to watch your blinds get taken because you had to go somewhere!

Centripetal Horse
Nov 22, 2009

Fuck money, get GBS

This could have bought you a half a tank of gas, lmfao -
Love, gromdul

Cory Parsnipson posted:

legitimately curious about this story

OctoberBlues posted:

The story had best be something better than you building up a stack and letting the cats sit in front of the screen to watch your blinds get taken because you had to go somewhere!

Here's what happened:

At my place in Las Vegas, I had the computer set up in the living room. I would routinely wake up in the morning to find my keyboard laying on the floor, the monitors shifted around, and so on. One night, I was playing some online poker, and I didn't close the client after I was done. I did not leave open any tables or anything, and the main client was buried in the middle of a dozen other windows. I had definitely finished every game I had started, and there were no tournament join pages open, or anything like that. When I woke up the next day, my keyboard was upside-down in front of my chair, my trackball was way over on the other side of the room, and the ball itself was missing. One of my monitors was face-down on the desk. There was other stuff scattered around my living room, as well.

After spending like twenty minutes cleaning up, and searching for the ball to my trackball, and righting everything the cats had knocked over, I sat down in front of the computer. The first thing I saw when I deactivated the screen saver was the main poker client, overlapping a table with just me sitting at it*, and a tournament summary. Charlie and Cringer had finished second place in a $30 (I think) no-limit Hold'em tournament. The best part was the hand where my cats bluff-raised all-in and took down a raised pot. The hand history looked something like this:

Timeout
Timeout
Timeout
Cats call a pre-flop min-raise -> Bet, call, raise, cats call, call, call -> Bet, call, call, the cats ship with rags, fold, fold, fold

The best part of that hand is that the cats managed to not timeout in the middle of it. Mostly, my hands just timed out, and I was skipped, but the cats played enough hands to build up a stack and cruise to second place.

* I'm not 100% on this part. I think the table was still open.

Nooner
Mar 26, 2011

AN A+ OPSTER (:
a kickstarter for CH memorial fund will be up soon, please donate whatever you can to help for his final expenses God Bles

Burt Sexual
Jan 26, 2006

by Jeffrey of YOSPOS
Switchblade Switcharoo

Centripetal Horse posted:

Here's what happened:

At my place in Las Vegas, I had the computer set up in the living room. I would routinely wake up in the morning to find my keyboard laying on the floor, the monitors shifted around, and so on. One night, I was playing some online poker, and I didn't close the client after I was done. I did not leave open any tables or anything, and the main client was buried in the middle of a dozen other windows. I had definitely finished every game I had started, and there were no tournament join pages open, or anything like that. When I woke up the next day, my keyboard was upside-down in front of my chair, my trackball was way over on the other side of the room, and the ball itself was missing. One of my monitors was face-down on the desk. There was other stuff scattered around my living room, as well.

After spending like twenty minutes cleaning up, and searching for the ball to my trackball, and righting everything the cats had knocked over, I sat down in front of the computer. The first thing I saw when I deactivated the screen saver was the main poker client, overlapping a table with just me sitting at it*, and a tournament summary. Charlie and Cringer had finished second place in a $30 (I think) no-limit Hold'em tournament. The best part was the hand where my cats bluff-raised all-in and took down a raised pot. The hand history looked something like this:

Timeout
Timeout
Timeout
Cats call a pre-flop min-raise -> Bet, call, raise, cats call, call, call -> Bet, call, call, the cats ship with rags, fold, fold, fold

The best part of that hand is that the cats managed to not timeout in the middle of it. Mostly, my hands just timed out, and I was skipped, but the cats played enough hands to build up a stack and cruise to second place.

* I'm not 100% on this part. I think the table was still open.

It was a rhetorical question.

BULLETKISS
Jul 3, 2003

So how are you and the cattes?

Macasaurus
Oct 12, 2012

prayer hands emoji

Tony Homo
Oct 30, 2014

by zen death robot
How's the fine rear end cat lady doing?

CrashCat
Jan 10, 2003

another shit post


didn't reply within minutes, obviously he's dead and the cats feasted upon his bones

acrobatbob
Sep 29, 2015

Thinking about these cats today, here are the last pictures I have of them:







Hope they (and you) are alive, CH!

acrobatbob fucked around with this message at 03:35 on Jun 25, 2016

Burt Sexual
Jan 26, 2006

by Jeffrey of YOSPOS
Switchblade Switcharoo

acrobatbob posted:

Thinking about these cats today, here are the last pictures I have of them:







Hope they (and you) are alive, CH!

Their dead

A ILL BREAKFAST
Jun 9, 2007

*unsheathes katana*
even if he has died, the cats would have so large a corpse to feast on that it would last the rest of their natural lives (because he is a fat man, you see)

Puppy Galaxy
Aug 1, 2004

Charlie is a good cat

Jukeboxblues
Jul 29, 2015


Grimey Drawer
lol this is the gayest thread, why is this not in e/n?

therattle
Jul 24, 2007
Soiled Meat
Sure are a lot of assholes in this thread. For those of you who didn't follow the original, CH moved to Detroit for a job, which probably pays him more than 80% of you make. Plus the bloody making GBS threads seems to have ceased. A happy ending!

PS as one of the people who lent him money to get back on his feet, I can confirm that it was repaid in full without demand.

Centripetal Horse
Nov 22, 2009

Fuck money, get GBS

This could have bought you a half a tank of gas, lmfao -
Love, gromdul

BULLETKISS posted:

So how are you and the cattes?

The cats are doing their level best to bankrupt me. It turns out that Cringer had some serious dental issues. After getting surgery for him, I decided to also get Charlie looked at, and his blood work had all kinds of abnormalities. Cringer is on honest-go-God opioid pain killers and antibiotics, and has been for a month, and Charlie is on antibiotics. There is a Cringer and Charlie story further down the page.

For those keeping track at home, here is a breakdown of my cat expenses.
Adoption fees for two cattes: $80ish
Emergency cat dental surgery, medications, pre- and post-surgery visits, blood work, poop tests, etc: $1,000,000,000 (this number may actually be closer to $1,300, but with two more follow-ups already scheduled, I figure we're going to hit a billion in no time.)

I am doing OK. There have been a lot of shakeups at work. We just lost an entire team of developers to "right-sizing," which is a little distressing, considering how far I came for this job, and how much I don't want to go back to living at the library. I especially don't want to live in any of the libraries I've seen in this town. The kid that sat directly next to me at work turned up dead Monday morning. We left work early to go to his funeral, yesterday. He was a good kid, and it was a lovely thing to have happen on top of all the other poo poo we've all been going through at work.

Much like Cringer, I had some dental issues. I had something called "irreversible pulpitis," and, boy howdy, did that suck. I go in today for my... sixth(?) appointment.

When it rains, it pours, right?


CrashCat posted:

didn't reply within minutes, obviously he's dead and the cats feasted upon his bones

I had no idea this thread wasn't dead and archived. I just happened to catch it sitting at the very top of GBS a minute ago.



acrobatbob posted:

Thinking about these cats today, here are the last pictures I have of them:







Hope they (and you) are alive, CH!

We are alive, thank you! I always like seeing the pictures you took of the cats. Cringer has lost some weight due to his illness, and Charlie has gained some weight do to opportunistic feeding while I try to keep Cringer alive by making sure there is always wet food available. Otherwise, they're pretty much the same as always. Actually, as Cringer heals, I think he's getting to be a bit more friendly. I hardly ever saw him until I discovered what a train wreck his mouth was, and got him fixed up. The first couple of days after the surgery were very stressful, but now he comes out to sit next to me at the computer, and to get petted. He still squirms, and angles away when you pet him, but he also keeps coming back for more. I am starting to think some of his extreme human-avoidance was just pain.

I briefly lived in an episode of It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. True catte story:
Cringer was getting two medicines, twice per day each. He hated it. I couldn't find him to give him is medicine one morning, and I finally discovered a hole in the wall inside one of my kitchen cabinets. Cringer was in the drat wall. I couldn't find any way to get at him. I moved the stove, and found some particle board covering a largish hole in the wall. I ripped out the particle board, and, sure enough, it opened into a large space behind my kitchen wall, but there was no sign of Cringer in there. I went to get a flashlight, and I got back just in time to see Charlie disappearing into the hole behind the stove. Now I had two cats in my walls. It turns out that the big space behind the stove does not connect with the narrow space in the wall between the kitchen and bathroom, which is the part Cringer was in. So, I had to flush out two cats from two different sections of wall. I got Charlie out, and covered that hole, and put the stove back, but Cringer didn't come out for hours. After he did, I wedged a cutting board tightly into a space in the cabinet, so that it covered the hole.

I thought that was the end of that.

After Cringer had his surgery (a week early, because I showed up every few days at the vet clinic to bother them about the ridiculous wait they were making my poor cat endure), I "locked" him in the bathroom with his own food, water, and litter box, so he could shake off the stress of the surgery without Charlie bothering him. I say "locked" because the bathroom door doesn't latch, and the wood paneling in the center of the door can be pulled back. Still, it was the best I could reasonably do, and it worked fine for a few hours. Cringer barely moved. Sometime in the night, he got his energy back, and escaped the bathroom. The next morning I couldn't find him, and I was starting to feel some dread, although I'd covered the hole under the sink. I peeked under there, and the cutting board was still in place, but it I'd looked high and low, and there was nowhere else Cringer could be. He must have forced his way behind the cutting board, somehow. I took down the cutting board so Cringer could come out if he wanted to, but he didn't. He didn't all day, then all night, then the next day. I was very worried that I was going to have a dead cat in my wall. Cringer was supposed to be on antibiotics, because he had a ton of extractions, and his mouth was an infected mess. I was actually in Amazon.com ordering flexible USB cameras and grabby tools, when I heard Charlie making a horrible, distressed, keening sound. I came out and found Cringer laying there barely breathing, with Charlie standing over him whining. I got some medicine into Cringer, stuffed the hole full of towels, and wedged the cutting board back over it, then spent that night, and the next day trying to keep Cringer from dying.

I seem to have been successful. The vet follow-up I took them to last weekend was positive for Cringer, but a bit disturbing for Charlie. Hopefully, Charlie just has a bladder infection. Next week, they both go back, and hopefully they'll both get clean bills of health.


A ILL BREAKFAST posted:

even if he has died, the cats would have so large a corpse to feast on that it would last the rest of their natural lives (because he is a fat man, you see)

I'm not sure you understand how putrefaction works. I would rot well before my cats reached their natural life spans.



Puppy Galaxy posted:

Charlie is a good cat

Charlie is a good cat.



therattle posted:

Sure are a lot of assholes in this thread. For those of you who didn't follow the original, CH moved to Detroit for a job, which probably pays him more than 80% of you make. Plus the bloody making GBS threads seems to have ceased. A happy ending!

PS as one of the people who lent him money to get back on his feet, I can confirm that it was repaid in full without demand.

I cut rotten sausage out of my diet almost completely, which made a big difference in the "bloody rear end in a top hat" department. Glad to see you hanging around, still.

Centripetal Horse fucked around with this message at 13:00 on Jun 25, 2016

Meowbot
Oct 12, 2005

I havent had a plrecription for my eyes in years so the other day I went and got a new one and it hasnt changed. The doctor was like why havent you seen us in 4 years? I told them im scared of op tomietris when the air shoots into your eyes and dilation. They told me my eyes cold get worse....
get tgeh i was going to vist you to a las vegas buffet tbut after the same time yo uleft for detroit i wleft vaegas and wont ever go back...

so sryr

as someone fighting for thei rlife for 2 years now tho im glad ur going better me? nope 5 surgieres in 2016 and facing more laster this year and no end to the opios ds in the site

i lost myakcat too shes alive but not w/ me

hers a picture ofmycat shes like cringer, ORANGE ^_)





I miss her and yoru ps otmade me remember how much I did ... I also went and looked throug ha lot of pictures of back i nvlas vegas and I got very sad :(

i dont know where i live or like it anyrm oe

Meowbot fucked around with this message at 14:13 on Jun 25, 2016

Owlbear Camus
Jan 3, 2013

Maybe this guy that flies is just sort of passing through, you know?



you can buy a whole new cat for a lot less than thirteen hundred dollars, op.

therattle
Jul 24, 2007
Soiled Meat

Centripetal Horse posted:

.


I cut rotten sausage out of my diet almost completely, which made a big difference in the "bloody rear end in a top hat" department. Glad to see you hanging around, still.

And people accused you of poor decision-making!

BULLETKISS
Jul 3, 2003

Centripetal Horse posted:

Emergency cat dental surgery, medications, pre- and post-surgery visits, blood work, poop tests, etc: $1,000,000,000 (this number may actually be closer to $1,300, but with two more follow-ups already scheduled, I figure we're going to hit a billion in no time...

Oh man I feel your pain. One of my cats is having some health issues too.. $$$$. I have pet insurance though and this is the first time I've used it. It's reimbursed most of the costs. Gopetplan.com. Or pm me your email address and I'll send you a referral link or whatever, but either way it's worth checking out in my opinion.

Mumpy Puffinz
Aug 11, 2008
Nap Ghost

this may cause a problem

CrashCat
Jan 10, 2003

another shit post


Centripetal Horse posted:

I had no idea this thread wasn't dead and archived. I just happened to catch it sitting at the very top of GBS a minute ago.
Just expect someone to assume you're dead every few weeks if you don't reply to a random new thread within fifteen minutes of it being posted

congratulations on not dying though

Mumpy Puffinz
Aug 11, 2008
Nap Ghost

CrashCat posted:

congratulations on not dying though

A ILL BREAKFAST
Jun 9, 2007

*unsheathes katana*

genuinely curious, not at all a dig: have you continued with the (at first circumstancially imposed) weight loss?

raton
Jul 28, 2003

by FactsAreUseless
I don't really care if the cats make it or not but good luck in the D

Centripetal Horse
Nov 22, 2009

Fuck money, get GBS

This could have bought you a half a tank of gas, lmfao -
Love, gromdul

therattle posted:

And people accused you of poor decision-making!

Some people's children, right?


BULLETKISS posted:

Oh man I feel your pain. One of my cats is having some health issues too.. $$$$. I have pet insurance though and this is the first time I've used it. It's reimbursed most of the costs. Gopetplan.com. Or pm me your email address and I'll send you a referral link or whatever, but either way it's worth checking out in my opinion.

You can send it to sacentripetal. I'll check that if I know something is coming in. I wonder if it will cost me a lot, now that one of them has had surgery, and I've been told it could be an ongoing problem.


Mumpy Puffinz posted:

this may cause a problem

The top one is directly above my bed, so it's two or three feet down onto a mattress. The blinds in the bottom photo are hard wooden slats, and don't twist up or anything. So far, neither of them has messed with the blinds, except to go behind them.


CrashCat posted:

congratulations on not dying though

It's the least I could do.


A ILL BREAKFAST posted:

genuinely curious, not at all a dig: have you continued with the (at first circumstancially imposed) weight loss?

Before I left Las Vegas, I remembered that I had a ton of comp points on my casino cards, so I ate a lot of garbage in the casinos. I put some of the weight back on in those last couple of weeks. I've been hovering at -35 -45 pounds from my pre-library weight, since then. I'm not as far down as I was, but still significantly down from where I've spent the last decade. I think it's the beginning of this thread where I show my salad preparation for the week. I still do that. I have one sitting next to me, right now. It's been a struggle, and I think I am losing it, but I keep trying.


Sheep-Goats posted:

I don't really care if the cats make it or not but good luck in the D

I care. Having a pet die in agony because I couldn't take care of it would be bad for him, and bad for me. Thanks for the good wishes. I'm doing my best out here, but I miss Vegas.

BULLETKISS
Jul 3, 2003

That's a gmail address right? I'll send it tomorrow. I'm in a spotty cell service area and can't get the page to load. If you do sign up I hope it all works out, I don't think I'll go without pet insurance ever again. That shizz adds up fast!

Of course, I hope Cringer gets better and you don't have any more issues. How's he doing now?

Mumpy Puffinz
Aug 11, 2008
Nap Ghost

Centripetal Horse posted:

Some people's children, right?


You can send it to sacentripetal. I'll check that if I know something is coming in. I wonder if it will cost me a lot, now that one of them has had surgery, and I've been told it could be an ongoing problem.


The top one is directly above my bed, so it's two or three feet down onto a mattress. The blinds in the bottom photo are hard wooden slats, and don't twist up or anything. So far, neither of them has messed with the blinds, except to go behind them.


It's the least I could do.


Before I left Las Vegas, I remembered that I had a ton of comp points on my casino cards, so I ate a lot of garbage in the casinos. I put some of the weight back on in those last couple of weeks. I've been hovering at -35 -45 pounds from my pre-library weight, since then. I'm not as far down as I was, but still significantly down from where I've spent the last decade. I think it's the beginning of this thread where I show my salad preparation for the week. I still do that. I have one sitting next to me, right now. It's been a struggle, and I think I am losing it, but I keep trying.


I care. Having a pet die in agony because I couldn't take care of it would be bad for him, and bad for me. Thanks for the good wishes. I'm doing my best out here, but I miss Vegas.

holy poo poo
I didn't actually believe you were real

Burt Sexual
Jan 26, 2006

by Jeffrey of YOSPOS
Switchblade Switcharoo
Cats are disposable, unlike your income.

A SWEATY FATBEARD
Oct 6, 2012

:buddy: GAY 4 ORGANS :buddy:
CH did you have your wisdom teeth extracted after all?

Nooner
Mar 26, 2011

AN A+ OPSTER (:
guys, CH has died.

I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you all :sigh:

Defiance
Jan 1, 2008

by Deplorable exmarx
Um I live by him and Detroit is a pretty tough town but if rotten car sausages can't kill him I don't think the Motor City can

Baddog
May 12, 2001
the rear end that bleeds twice as much bleeds half as long

Dial-a-Dog
May 22, 2001

Nooner posted:

guys, CH has died.

I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you all :sigh:

Good I'm glad

Nooner
Mar 26, 2011

AN A+ OPSTER (:

Defiance posted:

Um I live by him and Detroit is a pretty tough town but if rotten car sausages can't kill him I don't think the Motor City can

I know, a lot of us are in denial still, but its just somethign we are going to have to accept and try and remember the good times we all had with him ):

Defiance
Jan 1, 2008

by Deplorable exmarx
Okay Nooner you have a reputation for being honest and reliable so I guess I will volunteer to take his cattes this time

CrashCat
Jan 10, 2003

another shit post


Nooner posted:

guys, CH has died.

I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you all :sigh:
congratulations on dying

:rip:

Centripetal Horse
Nov 22, 2009

Fuck money, get GBS

This could have bought you a half a tank of gas, lmfao -
Love, gromdul

Darth123123 posted:

Cats are disposable, unlike your income.

I'm not thrilled about the expense, but it isn't like it endangered my ability to pay rent. It did set me back as far as getting a cash cushion under me, though.


A SWEATY FATBEARD posted:

CH did you have your wisdom teeth extracted after all?

Just the one that was in the way of treating the molar that had irreversible pulpitis. I'm still down for an international tooth exchange.



It might look better if I took it out and, like, brushed it or something. I don't want to take it out of its bag to find out.


Nooner posted:

guys, CH has died.

I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you all :sigh:

This is a common mistake. It happens all the time. I am not actually dead; I just smell really, really bad.


Defiance posted:

Um I live by him and Detroit is a pretty tough town but if rotten car sausages can't kill him I don't think the Motor City can

Detroit has failed to kill me, but it's trying really hard to kill my car.


Baddog posted:

the rear end that bleeds twice as much bleeds half as long

Gospel.

Iron Prince
Aug 28, 2005
Buglord
I thought we perma'd dead goons so we don't get ghosts or skeletons.

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AugmentedVision
Feb 17, 2011

by exmarx
how do you ship cats

how long is the trip

what's the point of food and water

whenever I transport my cat, it's much more worrying that he'll piss or poo poo, rather than that he'll starve to death or run out of water, they can live without food and water for days

where do they go to the bathroom

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