How did you stumble upon to Nubblies?

[Dent]

Originally Posted by f3lix

Repug and Jiu-jitsu... lol

YouTube - Magical Martial Arts

YouTube - Magical Martial Arts

Has anyone heard of repug in the last.. few weeks?

[Orgazmo]

He told me I was sexy today on Facebook chat.

[Mr. Blonde]

Yeah I speak to him on Facebook. His 'hiatus' is a sham...he still reads everything. Which kind of makes it more funny for us cause we can still talk shit and he'll still read it but won't respond.

[vaga1220 *]

God what a bitch... sexy bitch that is.

[angry pancake]

Originally Posted by vaga1220

God what a bitch... sexy bitch that is.

Avatar change for repug bringing sexy.

[Mr. Blonde]

bump

[theMerciless1]

lol @ vaga breaking jj.net twice!

[Mr. Blonde]

care to elaborate?

[vaga1220 *]

I only remember breaking it once. And no I would not care to elaborate. (It involved bukkake)

Edit: actually I did ruin it a few times but that's not the same as breaking it.

[Der Fuhrer]

I remember the day I became a nubblite. It was a cold December afternoon. I had just arrived to my humble aboad. Tired and hungry, I sat in my easy chair and lit up a cigarette. It was a very rough day. I sulked around the house thinking about the events that had transpired throughout the day. My girlfriend had left me for another man and I had just lost my job. I had fallen into a deep, dark depression. Crazy thoughts of violence and destruction filled my head. I thought of ripping the beards from the faces of Rabbi. I became sexually aroused. Searching to quench my thirst for violence, I immediately headed to google. I googled, "mule fucking a jew" and began searching through the results. Upon reaching page 10 of the search results, a curious link stood before me - Nubblies.net - Wtf Did You Google To End Up Here?" This immediately struck me as something that may interest me. I clicked the link. Upon expoloration of this glorious website, my penis began to grow with exponential gerth. I knew I had found something special.

This was all interrupted by a knock at my door. Not knowing who to expect, I quickly tried to hide the swelling bulge in my pants, but it was to no avail. Eventually I just tried to hide it the best I could, and I approached the doorway. As I opened the door I realized that it was girl scouts selling cookies. I tried to quickly dispatch them from my porch, but they were persistent. Eventually one of them noticed my engorged penis protruding from my pants and screamed. Being accompanied by their father, I was somewhat startled. Clearly, he was not going to take this well, and he didn't. He punched me square in the jaw and quickly ran off with his little girls. A bit flustered and bloody, my erection quickly subsided, and my thoughts returned to the depths of which my life had fallen. I would remain in this state of dark depression for many years.

Eventually, the lonliness and depression caught up with me. I had hit rock bottom. I didn't know where to turn or what to do. Masturbation became redundant. I was looking for something new, something different. I was trying to think of something I could do to break the mold. As a passive-aggressive, I was naturally scared of people. My deep hatred for myself manifested itself as hatred for the human race. I longed to watch others suffer and die. I wanted them to suffer and die. I wanted to be the bringer of their misery, as so many before had brought me my own misery. It was clear that I was in need of a change.

I tried internet dating, facebooking, scrapbooking, and stamp collecting, but none of these quenched my thirst for blood. None of them would relieve my hatred. Finally I decided to try something else. I went to my computer and again pulled up the search engine google. This time however, I googled "masturbating with prosthetics". Unfortunately, there wasn't much to look at, and I quickly became discouraged with the idea. After a bit more searching, the infamous website that had caused my penis to fill so full of blood stood before my eyes yet again. I clicked the link. I immediately began to shoot semen in my pants. It was at this point I realized that I had found what I was looking for. After cleaning myself and changing my pants, I decided it was time to make a post. I made the post and never looked back.

Just a few weeks later, and I'm already beginning to feel the dark clouds lift over my head. My life is beginning anew. With renewed vigor, I plan on attacking life head on. Bless you Nubblies.

[vaga1220 *]

Masturbating with prosthetics? Try Google searching "Long Jeanne Silver" for some stump humping action.

[DDTempest]

Originally Posted by Der Fuhrer

Tired and hungry, I sat in Mein Kampfy chair and lit up a cigarette. It was a very rough day.

fixed your story to be good.

[Der Fuhrer]

I'm not sure if it's the essence of failure you bring to a thread or what, but everytime you make a post it saddens me.

[Fruitacious B]

I recall seeing Combat Chuck and some other people around WCHS wearing the black and gold Nubblies t-shirts. Upon further inquiry, I was told of the site (via Alpha and the Butcher) and joined up, sucked in by the glorious, and far more prevalent at the time, shit-talking. That, and roadkilling was a great way to spend the time during Publications that was suppose to be used selling ads.

It wasn't long after joining that nearly every football player and redneck in the greater Warsaw area wanted me dead. Thanks Sexbear.