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Sex Kitten Milf fuuucck
Join Date: Feb 2002
Location: Denver, CO
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6'3?? Shaw this isn't a Warsaw Community High School basketball program we are talking about. Rhodes isn't doing your height right now and all 6'1 of me can comfortably sleep in the back seat I'm sure all 6'1-6'2 of you could as well.
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There's life and then there is Cubs baseball, it's a chore to seperate the two.
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Gangnam Style
Join Date: Oct 2003
Location: DH's Massage Parlor
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Shaw, did you create this many excuses when you played ball? I do recognize that spending 3 hours with BDH would be hell, so I won't discredit your reasoning for not wanting travel with him.
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I see all you horny bastards are interested in receiving a hand job from my sister. Just a hand job is probably for the best of course, because I'm sure she has had her fair share of rich old men. I for one love going to titty bars, Orgazmo and I went for our 21st birthdays and Ive been to many in Ohio. I would love to see my sister "preform on stage". If you bastards go out on Saturday unfortunately I will not be able to attend, for I will be in Broad Ripple with 10-15 of my closest single girlfriends, which by the way is only a 5-10 min drive from all you. I would love to meet some of you and I'm sure some of my girlfriends would feel the same way!
Happy traveling! This picture of my sister was taken in November, it's the most recent picture I have of her. So it might give you guys an idea of what you will be seeing, I do not know what her stage name is, sorry but like I said before I've never been to see her "preform", she is the one in the red shirt. Also please do not add her on facebook or call her by her real name at her place of employment. |
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I can't make it now, but the check will be in the mail tomorrow and I will draft live from Chicago. Was really looking forward to seeing you fuckers.
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Join Date: Jul 2003
Location: Warsaw
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No Excuses here. I just have to play wiffleball and softball, and wash my hair and stuff. Dont worry, I'll be able to draft a championship team right from my bed, "where the magic happens" | |
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Nubblies: If we put up with Felix, we will put up with you too.
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Sex Kitten Milf fuuucck
Join Date: Feb 2002
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Tongue, would you be interested in carpooling? I'll only charge $5.00 for the ride.
Also is there anyway that Gaz or someone could txt me your addy so I can mapquest the drive? Where in relation to Indy are you? A couple phone numbers would be nice in case I needed to call for clarification on directions. |
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There's life and then there is Cubs baseball, it's a chore to seperate the two.
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Poor Sport
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I didn't get back to my apartment till 5am.
Basically UB is fucking crazy, some sort of hidden switch in his brain is permanantly stuck on fast forward, and last night he was shall we say, a patron of the arts. And by the arts I mean filthy strippers. Speaking of strippers, BDH knows how to fucking party, and was put up on stage at The Red Garter, thanks to the previously mentioned patronage of UB. He was then torn to shreds by some stripper and got his boxers ripped completely off of him, which were later worn as a trophy around both his and UB's neck. What else, well ID got totally ripped off at the titty bar, paying a 20% surcharge to use his debit card to purchase the equivlant of titty bar monopoly money, that can't be used elsewhere. Before all of this there was a trivia contest at Gaz's set up for the sole purpose of mocking f3lix and BDH, which UB ran, and toungegina kept score. Some of the answers were truely fucking painfull, but, good sportsman ship on both parts as they seemed to have to problem being the butt of what was apparantly a 3 hour long joke, I was only there for about the last hour. Nobody can beat me PS2, especially not f3lix. Back to BDH's undwear sitution, UB, after berating f3lix loudly and publicly for the second time in two nights, and telling us he hates us all for being pussies (which to be fair, he had a point, we where being pussies) for telling him to shut up at stake and shake at 3am, where we were seated next to 3 of Carmels finest, in retrospect, I don't even know if we were in Carmel, but anyway, the underwear (camo for the record) was soon taken from UB's neck and tied into a perfect windsor knot by BDH, and then returned to UB's neck who used it, with no hesistation as a napkin, repeatedly whiping his mouth with what had presumebly been recieving the gentle carres of BDH's balls meer hours ago. There was a ton of more shit, I didnt even cover our first night or our trip to Broad Ripple on night two, or most of day two, as I wasnt there, but from what I understand they cancelled the football draft in favor of foosball and felatio. |
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I like dirt.
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You forgot to mention that Dork and I are damn near unbeatable at foosball. We were like 20-1.
This is funny to read while drunk at 6am: http://nubblies.net/forums/showthrea...ghlight=jirafe ...and I learned that some strippers have surprisingly high morals. During a "charity dance," where all of the money that they made supposedly went to a children's hospital, I got into a theological debate with one of them. "Don't you care about the children?" "Eh..." "God would be upset if you didn't help the children." (Read: God would be upset if I didn't rub my ass and tits in your face.) "What if I don't believe in God?" "Then you're going to Hell." She then pushed my chair away pretty forcefully, although I'll admit they were on wheels, and stomped off. |
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Poor Sport
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I didn't play much foosball, but I think I won more than I lost. And how the fuck did I miss the stripper convo, thats gold. | |
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COME ON YOU YANKS
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A couple more bits of gold (by the way, I like this whole "everyone adds little pieces" thing):
The ripping apart of our waiter at Steak & Shake was pretty solid. There's this little emo kid with a lip ring. Ugly called him out on being a fag many times for the lip ring, asked him multiple times if he beat off into the food (he claims he's never beaten off into a dish...and only fucks with food that goes to cops), and called him a little "emo peyton manning looking fucker" (or something like that) that probably listens to dashboard and cries himself to sleep every night. This was all to his face, of course. Also, we can't forget BDH and his array of emotions. After Bastard handles a potential confrontation with some jackass at the strip club gracefully, BDH demands that Bastard point the individual out so he can "have a word with him." Given the description, "I don't know dude, he had glasses," BDH charges into the club only to emerge 2 minutes later saying, "I took care of it." He later let's us know that he simply had a small talk with the gentleman...but, in telling the story of how it went, works himself up to the point where he wants to go have another conversation with the individual. It takes Beebs pulling BDH into his car to prevent the now-very-emotional BDH from charging into the Red Garter a 2nd time. BDH later recounted the situation at Steak & Shake, saying, "There was no emotion involved." Again, with BDH, as he's talking with Beebs outside Steak & Shake after paying their bills, UB and I exit laughing hysterically (UB had just made the emo peyton/Dashboard/Cries himself to sleep comments). BDH questions why we're laughing, UB tells him that the waiter was talking shit about BDH. BDH charges into the store screaming obscenities. We can't hear what it said while he's in there, but, when he emerges, he's screaming something like about fucking a bull...or something like that. He then tells of how he approaches a large, weird looking bastard and two girls he was sitting with, saying something to one of the chicks about how he would fuck her. "The big guy looked at me like he wanted to fucking kill me, so I left." ID was pretending to be a bull in the parking lot, ramming his head into anything that moved. Christ, I'll post more as I recall. Someone needs to post bits from the first night...I don't remember shit from it. |
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Poor Sport
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A ram, ID was claiming to be a ram.
There was of course one of the very intimate moments you and ID shared, with the gazing into each others eyes while drinking out of the same long island iced tea with 2 straws at the titty bar. The first night UB called me out for drinking a Manhattan, which any reasonable person would not call a girly drink, so I order a glass of 90 proof bourbon and down it in a gulp to spite him, but of course this just eggs him on. |
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