La loi c'est moi
By Pasdebol - 24/09/2015 19:47 - France - Tassin-la-demi-lune
You like to live life randomly, and we salute you.
You are connected to FML via the mobile site or an app. How modern.
You went as far as reading the terms of use. You’re a total FML completist.
Reading the comment rules is a really good idea. This badge is sponsored by Alan, our moderator.
You checked out the profile page belonging to one of the last people to have a look at your profile.
You seem to be glued to FML. Shall we set a tent up for you to sleep in?
Your FML account is now linked to your Facebook account.
You took your first steps inside the chatroom. Welcome!
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 commented on an FML between 1 and 3 a.m.
You've set the cat off again, he's started pushing fruit out of bodies of water. Well done, wrong turn. Go back.
You've looked for Santa absolutely everywhere, and you managed to find him. Well done!
You've received 68 Hugs on your profile. Kinky.
You gave a Hug to someone. How cute!
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Love knows no boundaries. You’ve already added 50 FMLs to your favourites list!
You’ve used your thumb on 1000 comments.
Your FML was denied. We had to at least give you a badge to cheer you up a bit.
Hey, you uploaded your photo, and you’re cute as a kitten!
200 "I agree" votes is a good start.
You’ve filled out the necessary details. Having done so will be much appreciated.
This is now the third time you’ve changed your profile pic.
You have looked through 5 pages of the website. That’s a start.
It’s nice of you to help us sort out the submissions, using FML’s moderate feature.
In "Moderate the FMLs", you voted Yes on a story that was subsequently published. Well done!
You have put three pictures on your profile, but not necessarily pictures of your profile.
Not one, not two, but 50 pages of the Intimacy category read. No comment.
You have voted for 100% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
Clicking to reply to a comment is a worthy thing to do. To do so without getting buried afterwards is even worthier.
100 of your comments are neither buried or moderated. Popular is your middle name!
You found out about the FML Forum, and checked it out.
You have thumbed 5000 comments.
You have left your thumbprint on 2500 comments.
Editing your comments can help you avoid embarrassment, and it might make you seem smarter.
Voting on an FML in the "Work" category on a Monday morning between 8 and 9 a.m. How ironic.
You were outside of France when you submitted this FML
You've commented on an FML that you sent in
You made your 500th "You deserved it" vote.
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'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.
You had to give your opinion on this new “piece” that the whole world is talking about.
See, son, moderating FMLs is like a marathon.
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Bonsoir ! Je suis l'auteure de cette VDM Pour commencer je suis super contente que ma vdm soit sur le site (grosse fierté en moi) Alors maintenant je vous apporte plus de précisions car c'est dur d'expliquer précisément la situation en peu de caractère. Donc tout ça s'est passé il y a une semaine lorsque j'étais en vacance dans le sud. J'étais accompagnée de ma mère et il était assez tôt (pas plus de huit heures) donc il n'y avait pas grand monde dans les rues. Quand on est arrivés à la hauteur de l'enfant ma mère m'a dit assez fort "euh c'est normal qu'il ai pas de parents?" suivit d'un "ah d'accord..." Et quand j'ai regardé dans sa direction j'ai vu l'homme accroupi derrière les buissons. Le pire c'est que mon chien voulait aller le voir ! On est donc parties morte de rire en se disant qu'il y avait quand même des sans-gênes. Voilà pour la petite histoire, en tout cas certains de vos commentaires m'ont fait beaucoup rire. Voilà voilà bonne soirée à tous