By catsies - 09/07/2008 11:01
You have looked through 5 pages of the website. That’s a start.
In "Moderate the FMLs", you voted Yes on a story that was subsequently published. Well done!
You used FML’s private messaging service for the first time. Will they reply? Wait and see…
You are connected to FML via the mobile site or an app. How modern.
You have put three pictures on your profile, but not necessarily pictures of your profile.
You checked out the profile page belonging to one of the last people to have a look at your profile.
Brandon may have an FML, but he ended up marrying Jessica. You found this out by reading “FML, the follow up.”
You have voted for 15% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
You have voted for 50% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
You've looked for Santa absolutely everywhere, and you managed to find him. Well done!
You gave a Hug to someone. How cute!
You like to live life randomly, and we salute you.
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.
This is now the third time you’ve changed your profile pic.
You’ve filled out the necessary details. Having done so will be much appreciated.
200 "I agree" votes is a good start.
Hey, you uploaded your photo, and you’re cute as a kitten!
You have thumbed 5000 comments.
Love knows no boundaries. You’ve already added 50 FMLs to your favourites list!
Clicking to reply to a comment is a worthy thing to do. To do so without getting buried afterwards is even worthier.
You’ve used your thumb on 1000 comments.
You have voted for 100% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
See, son, moderating FMLs is like a marathon.
100 of your comments are neither buried or moderated. Popular is your middle name!
You've received 68 Hugs on your profile. Kinky.
You have left your thumbprint on 2500 comments.
You had to give your opinion on this new “piece” that the whole world is talking about.
You found out about the FML Forum, and checked it out.
You made your 500th "You deserved it" vote.
Reading the comment rules is a really good idea. This badge is sponsored by Alan, our moderator.
You have voted "You deserved it" over 100 times.
You have shared 20 FMLs on Twitter, your followers love you and we understand why.
You were outside of France when you submitted this FML
You've commented on an FML that you sent in
You took your first steps inside the chatroom. Welcome!
You've liked 20 FMLs, and your Facebook friends are going to like the FMLs you liked.
You left your mark on an illustrated FML’s presentation blog article.
Voting on an FML in the "Work" category on a Monday morning between 8 and 9 a.m. How ironic.
By catsies - 09/07/2008 11:01
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Alors... je tiens à confirmer que cette histoire est entièrement vraie de A à Z. Explication aux plus suspicieux: c'était donc effectivement dans la tour de la terreur. Dans cette attraction, on est assis sur des "bancs" sans réelles démarcations entre les sièges et sans autres ceintures de sécurité qu'une petite ceinture noire identique à celle que vous trouver dans les sièges du milieu sur la banquette arrière d'une voiture. J'étais d'ailleurs assise entre mon copain et ce monsieur. Donc quand l'ascenseur s'est cassé la gueule, j'ai hurlé de peur, fermé les yeux et de manière totalement instinctive sans même que je me rende compte (ou que je prête attention à ce que mes mains faisaient...), je me suis retrouvé la main sur les bijoux de monsieur. Forcément, quand l'ascenseur a arrêté de tomber et que j'ai pu remettre deux neurones en place et que mon cerveau a commencé à traiter d'autres informations que la peur, j'ai sentie sous ma main le jean de monsieur et j'ai réalisé que ce n'était pas une sensation normalement attendue... j'ai légèrement tâté avec ma main (on est dans le noir dans le manège) et me suis aperçue, morte de honte, que je venais de lui agripper les parties.... En sortant de l'attraction, j'ai tout expliqué à mon petit ami, je me suis cachée derrière lui pour pas que le type vienne me voir et me dise quelque chose. On a regardé la photo prise dans l'attraction et effectivement, la preuve était là sur l'écran de contrôle, devant les yeux de tout le monde ! Bien évidemment, on a pris cette photo en photo pour avoir un souvenir probant... Voila toute l'histoire !!!