nick will explain why this is amazing. well, i did read a chemistry text book a little bit and make some valentines, but i watched it! i saw crouching tiger hidden dragon. it was okay.
i sat through an entire movie last night
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azal
love is the answer
I was at one of those pseudo highschool reunion-ish parties last night...just seeing people you lost contact with, and realizing why.
I love to see when the HS token hot chicks turn into fat messes, it's the greatest.
I love to see when the HS token hot chicks turn into fat messes, it's the greatest.
deadair
Overly-Cryptic Jake
azal
love is the answer
no I did not...I dislike fat girls immensly..I've gotten a Bj from one once, but I was really drunk and hardly remember it.
but other than that I feel I need to go into a diatribe...well more of a pointless story, of the goings-on last night...just do get it off my chest.
so I arrived around 10, greated by a couple usually I see everday of my life. At the party there is everything that could possibly ever be enjoyable or uncomfortable.
Old friends, catching up, drinking beer, a most uncomfortable embrace with an ex-gf, people that you kinda said hi two once or twice in school, loud jocks no one knows etc.
So it starts off good, I get with my entire dirt bag crew, who haven't changed all that much, so the catching up doesn't last all that long. We launch directly into nostalgia, talking about people we made fun of in HS, dead baby jokes, talking about people called Minies otherwise reffered to as Jackson whites...a group of people on inhabitants of northern NJ know about and understands, so I won't try explaining...but the have the greatest set of slang words and phrases known to man...etc...
we get to drinking...immediatelly it seperates ala highschool..us outside chain smoking and being vile..and the jocks playing beer pong and other assorted games that involved alcohol and cards.
one thing that sucked was i was so EMO it was frightening, I had just gotten home from the newspaper and didn't feel like changing....I had on a sweater with a dress shirt underneath exposing the collars up top..bu I did however untuck the shirt in a fit of rebellion and had it hanging out all disheveled like from under my sweater....it was like...check out my nice sweater..I'm so sensitive...but WATCH OUT! my shirt is untucked and is hanging out of my pants in an unruly manner....that's the epitome of EMO...the whole..."I'm loving but I can still rock out with my cock out"..."and here's a shoulder to cry on, but don't be suprised if I bitch slap you afterwards" dynamic....and also I had my hair parted like that kid that shot himself in the first season of Beverly Hills 90210.
so I looked more like I should have been hanging out with the other crew than my buddies and they are all like...dude where the fuck is your black snow hat and Meshuggah long sleeve...I'm like sorry dudes...internship and stuff, I've failed you.
later on....the jock kids had control over the radio and kept playing "Wanksta" and gettin they dances on....so we did what we usually do...got next to them...started doing really dirty, grinding, ugly man to ugly man dancing with faux fellatio activity and everything.
as usual the jocks were rather horrified and wanted to fight....
when things simmered down thanks to the intervention of their overmade up and identically dress girlfriends...we continued hanging occasionaly pooping in to mockingly raise the roof....at which point a studdly raver guy with two hoop earings started motioning to me...I went to see what he wanted..so he started doing these really weird movements with his hands around his face...and asks me "dude...do you battle?" I'm like what??? he's all do you battle man? continuing with his hand thing....I'm like no...sir....I fear that I do not battle....and I kinda ran away.
it was either an invitation to a meaty sword fight or some weird raver thing.
yeah so that's it....well there's more, but I have to take a dump.
whatever...where was I going with this?
oh yeah I think I joined some band too....some guy at the party said he needed a bass player and I said yes and gave him my number.....why did I do this?
it's probably emo.
worst post ever.
but other than that I feel I need to go into a diatribe...well more of a pointless story, of the goings-on last night...just do get it off my chest.
so I arrived around 10, greated by a couple usually I see everday of my life. At the party there is everything that could possibly ever be enjoyable or uncomfortable.
Old friends, catching up, drinking beer, a most uncomfortable embrace with an ex-gf, people that you kinda said hi two once or twice in school, loud jocks no one knows etc.
So it starts off good, I get with my entire dirt bag crew, who haven't changed all that much, so the catching up doesn't last all that long. We launch directly into nostalgia, talking about people we made fun of in HS, dead baby jokes, talking about people called Minies otherwise reffered to as Jackson whites...a group of people on inhabitants of northern NJ know about and understands, so I won't try explaining...but the have the greatest set of slang words and phrases known to man...etc...
we get to drinking...immediatelly it seperates ala highschool..us outside chain smoking and being vile..and the jocks playing beer pong and other assorted games that involved alcohol and cards.
one thing that sucked was i was so EMO it was frightening, I had just gotten home from the newspaper and didn't feel like changing....I had on a sweater with a dress shirt underneath exposing the collars up top..bu I did however untuck the shirt in a fit of rebellion and had it hanging out all disheveled like from under my sweater....it was like...check out my nice sweater..I'm so sensitive...but WATCH OUT! my shirt is untucked and is hanging out of my pants in an unruly manner....that's the epitome of EMO...the whole..."I'm loving but I can still rock out with my cock out"..."and here's a shoulder to cry on, but don't be suprised if I bitch slap you afterwards" dynamic....and also I had my hair parted like that kid that shot himself in the first season of Beverly Hills 90210.
so I looked more like I should have been hanging out with the other crew than my buddies and they are all like...dude where the fuck is your black snow hat and Meshuggah long sleeve...I'm like sorry dudes...internship and stuff, I've failed you.
later on....the jock kids had control over the radio and kept playing "Wanksta" and gettin they dances on....so we did what we usually do...got next to them...started doing really dirty, grinding, ugly man to ugly man dancing with faux fellatio activity and everything.
as usual the jocks were rather horrified and wanted to fight....
when things simmered down thanks to the intervention of their overmade up and identically dress girlfriends...we continued hanging occasionaly pooping in to mockingly raise the roof....at which point a studdly raver guy with two hoop earings started motioning to me...I went to see what he wanted..so he started doing these really weird movements with his hands around his face...and asks me "dude...do you battle?" I'm like what??? he's all do you battle man? continuing with his hand thing....I'm like no...sir....I fear that I do not battle....and I kinda ran away.
it was either an invitation to a meaty sword fight or some weird raver thing.
yeah so that's it....well there's more, but I have to take a dump.
whatever...where was I going with this?
oh yeah I think I joined some band too....some guy at the party said he needed a bass player and I said yes and gave him my number.....why did I do this?
it's probably emo.
worst post ever.
FuSoYa
Lunarian
deadair
Overly-Cryptic Jake
Originally posted by FuSoYa
Dude he didn't shoot himself, it was an accident!
motW get less metal every day this board stays up...
Baliset
guitar deity
Thorns of Sorrow
My pic is squished
Fat chicks give the best head, it sucks you weren't concious for it azal. It's like they eat so much, they know how to use their mouth and shit, its great.
avi
W3RK3R
Baliset
guitar deity
kleo706
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I had a fat chick harem. They're amazing when it comes to oral. It's like learning to consume all those chicken wings at such a rapid pace robbed them of any gag reflex.
There's this one... had on motW, fisted her, and she was still plenty tight afterwards.
There's this one... had on motW, fisted her, and she was still plenty tight afterwards.
Novembers Paul
Member
azal
love is the answer
I made so many poignant statements on human interaction, and all anyone came away with was fat chicks sucking on penises.
VangelicSurgeon
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azal
love is the answer
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