Rupture en série
By Florentineuh - This FML is from back in 2009 but it's good stuff
You have looked through 5 pages of the website. That’s a start.
You used FML’s private messaging service for the first time. Will they reply? Wait and see…
You posted a comment on the 31st of December between 11pm and 1 a.m. Happy New Year!
You are connected to FML via the mobile site or an app. How modern.
You checked out the profile page belonging to one of the last people to have a look at your profile.
Your FML account is now linked to your Facebook account.
You commented on an FML between 1 and 3 a.m.
You've looked for Santa absolutely everywhere, and you managed to find him. Well done!
You read an FML that mentions a badge, and in return, you've been awarded a badge. A badge inside a badge.
You've received 68 Hugs on your profile. Kinky.
You gave a Hug to someone. How cute!
You like to live life randomly, and we salute you.
You have put three pictures on your profile, but not necessarily pictures of your profile.
In "Moderate the FMLs", you voted Yes on a story that was subsequently published. Well done!
It’s nice of you to help us sort out the submissions, using FML’s moderate feature.
Editing your comments can help you avoid embarrassment, and it might make you seem smarter.
You’ve filled out the necessary details. Having done so will be much appreciated.
Hey, you uploaded your photo, and you’re cute as a kitten!
You’ve used your thumb on 1000 comments.
You submitted an FML, that was subsequently published, and statistically this makes you an exceptional person.
Your FML was denied. We had to at least give you a badge to cheer you up a bit.
You wanted you know what the top of the flops of all time was, and now you know.
You have voted "You deserved it" over 100 times.
This is now the third time you’ve changed your profile pic.
200 "I agree" votes is a good start.
You made your 500th "You deserved it" vote.
100 of your comments are neither buried or moderated. Popular is your middle name!
Clicking to reply to a comment is a worthy thing to do. To do so without getting buried afterwards is even worthier.
You have thumbed 5000 comments.
See, son, moderating FMLs is like a marathon.
Love knows no boundaries. You’ve already added 50 FMLs to your favourites list!
You have left your thumbprint on 2500 comments.
You have voted for 50% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
You have voted for 15% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
You have voted for 100% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
By Florentineuh - This FML is from back in 2009 but it's good stuff
By Frozengirl - 14/04/2016 13:02 - Royaume-Uni - Colwyn Bay
By Stevianna - 12/04/2016 22:40
By anonyme - 12/04/2016 20:09 - Suisse - Bern
By amélia. - 12/04/2016 19:29 - France - Sa?ne
Je suis l'auteure de cette VDM, je ne devais pas être connectée lors de la publication, alors que je suis toujours connectée automatiquement ! Soit, je suis trop contente d'avoir été publiée :-) Autant de TLBM franchement, vous êtes dur avec moi ! Mais c'est vrai qu'être discrète à ce point, ce n'est pas permis ! J'assume ... J'ai pensé à récupérer mon jean avec un manche à balais mais où sont rangés les balais à votre avis ? Donc, vous l'avez tous deviné, j'ai du passer par la trappe ... Ca n'a pas été simple d'ailleurs mais, à force de me contorsionnée, j'y suis arrivée! Appeler un serrurier pour ça, l'addition aurait été salée! #3 Tu m'as bien fait rire, si j'avais imposé ça à mes locataires, je crois que j'aurais eu un très mauvais commentaire sur un site de location bien connu ;-) #16 Effectivement, nous ne rangeons pas que la lessive dans la buanderie, mais aussi des choses plus personnelles. Nous n'avons pas envie de prendre le risque que les locataires mettent leur nez dans nos affaires vu qu'ils restent parfois à la maison en notre absence. #18 Tu me fais repenser une histoire de ma jeunesse, mon père avait claqué la porte en laissant la clé à l'intérieur. Il m'a fait passer par une fenêtre de toit ouverte en me tenant à bout de bras pour me déposer sur le sol, comme quoi, c'est une histoire de famille la distraction, les portes, les clés...