who here i shorny?1!?
- Thread starter Reign in Acai
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Climb Thar Hill
not family oriented
Necromunchkin
Lord of the Whisky
dill_the_devil
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For some reason, I imagine RiA in an expensive tux on stage at a comedy club, bellowing the thread title to an underwhelmed crowd.
"WHO HERE I SHORNY? COME OOOOONNNNNN!"
"WHO HERE I SHORNY? COME OOOOONNNNNN!"
dill_the_devil
OneMetal.com Music Editor
dill_the_devil
OneMetal.com Music Editor
Poor bastard. Good night last night then? I staggered in myself at around 8:00am after a 17 hour drinking and weed-smoking session at a friend's house, yet I feel strangely fine (probably because I didn't sleep at all)...
What type of brews were you consuming?! I was mixing and matching all sorts of goodies last night. Aventinus, Hoegaarden, Craftsman Heavenly Hefe, Piraat, Delirium Tremens, etc etc. We played Irish Drinking songs on the juke box and got rather jiggy until we foolishly invited one of the two friends who mooched on paying a dinner bill to come join in the festivitiesClick here for backstory on that incident
Well we are a good 100 oz in to our stupor, he shows up, and the whole night takes a shit. We leave the bar and he invites us over to his humble abode for further libations. We drift off drunkedly in the direction of his modest estate while Korpiklaani blasted through my jalopy's stock speakers. As we finally reach his mansion of merriment, Climb Thar, begins yelling his name at the top of his lungs (we were parked 2 blocks away), several groups of neighbors come outside to see what the commotion is about, one in particular questioned us by asking, "Are you looking for Aaron?". Close, but in fact we were looking for Yric, (that's Eric spelled with a Y). As we reached the bottom steps to his palace of frugality, his slimly shaped sister appears out of the woodwork and says, "Instead of yelling his name, why don't you try ringing the door bell?" It seemed like a novel idea at the time, but in hindsight quite practical. Well to make a long story short, we get to his door and he comes out all irritated by our essence and says, "What do you guys want? I'm in my underwear." And so that drew the night to a close.
Now the horniness may be attributed to two different causes. One being the slimly shaped sister, the other stemming from a small mishap that happened earlier on in the day when this ho-ish, yet sophisticated trollop mistakenly said to me, "Hey I seen your kids at the mall the other day." This took me by surprise as my seed of hate has not osmotically penetrated an ovarian battle shield. (Even though, much like Footbalm, I could go for some kids right about now) Anywho, her creamy white skin was quite appealing, hence the upping in sperm production.
Well we are a good 100 oz in to our stupor, he shows up, and the whole night takes a shit. We leave the bar and he invites us over to his humble abode for further libations. We drift off drunkedly in the direction of his modest estate while Korpiklaani blasted through my jalopy's stock speakers. As we finally reach his mansion of merriment, Climb Thar, begins yelling his name at the top of his lungs (we were parked 2 blocks away), several groups of neighbors come outside to see what the commotion is about, one in particular questioned us by asking, "Are you looking for Aaron?". Close, but in fact we were looking for Yric, (that's Eric spelled with a Y). As we reached the bottom steps to his palace of frugality, his slimly shaped sister appears out of the woodwork and says, "Instead of yelling his name, why don't you try ringing the door bell?" It seemed like a novel idea at the time, but in hindsight quite practical. Well to make a long story short, we get to his door and he comes out all irritated by our essence and says, "What do you guys want? I'm in my underwear." And so that drew the night to a close.
Now the horniness may be attributed to two different causes. One being the slimly shaped sister, the other stemming from a small mishap that happened earlier on in the day when this ho-ish, yet sophisticated trollop mistakenly said to me, "Hey I seen your kids at the mall the other day." This took me by surprise as my seed of hate has not osmotically penetrated an ovarian battle shield. (Even though, much like Footbalm, I could go for some kids right about now) Anywho, her creamy white skin was quite appealing, hence the upping in sperm production.
cthulufhtagn
Went Out for Smokes 13 Years Ago
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dill_the_devil
OneMetal.com Music Editor
Reign in Acai said:
Sounds like a good night! I was on Carling and bugger-all else (other than the pot) sadly (I'm still between jobs at the moment, and a crate of 2 Carling is only £12.99 from the off-license round the corner from both my house and Logan's). Funniest part of last night was when we cracked out Jack's air-rifle pellet-gun thingummy and set about shooting each other in the legs.
Krilons Resa
Jerry's married?!
circus_brimstone
Forest: Sold Out
dorian gray
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circus_brimstone said:A brutal Viking death metal band, I presume?
Seriously, does a band like this exist?
NAD
What A Horrible Night To Have A Curse
Lately I've been a little too bhorng, but I used to be hortny all the time.
