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Post by charredoak on Sept 13, 2013 17:51:43 GMT -5
No, but there's plenty of butt stuff
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Post by atom on Sept 29, 2013 19:22:15 GMT -5
My friend's two male dogs do "plenty of butt stuff", man. Did you assert your fucking dominance, amigo!?!?!?!? ASSERT IT OR DIVERT IT.
But since we're being openly faggoty and emotional about bullshit...
DELETED FAGGOTY EMOTIONAL BULLSHIT BECAUSE I SHOULD HAVE LEARNED BY NOW TO NOT POST WHILE DRUNK, SLEEP DEPRIVED, ON A BENDER, OR ALL OF THE ABOVE.
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Post by charredoak on Sept 30, 2013 12:55:48 GMT -5
I've come to revel in that grey area. As long as there's a mutual potential there, I feel some sort of an accomplishment. I'd hate to come off as this shallow since I'm currently seeing someone who seems to think the world of me... but I have that type of relationship with a former girlfriend. It does wear a bit thin whenever she's in particularly dire straights, (which seems to be quite often), she'll hint at running back to me to be taken care of. I more or less stated that should it come down to it, I'd stop whatever I was doing and leave whoever I was with and greet her with open arms.
On second thought, that's unhealthy as fuck.
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Post by atom on Oct 3, 2013 13:05:44 GMT -5
"Unhealthy as fuck" describes most of my life including my health...
Anyway, how about that GTA V? That game is fucking brilliant. It's like they took every great element from the GTA franchise, the unpredictable and massive world of RDR, the shooting mechanics of Max Payne 3, added some of the most interesting and hilarious characters, and shat out one of the best most fun games I've ever played.
I mean, playing as a balding, poorly dressed, psychotic speed freak is fun enough. But giving him a uni-bomber beard, putting him in a sundress with aviator sunglasses, and having him mow down innocent people while walking out on stage in a strip club is about the funnest thing I've done in a game. And that shit wasn't even part of the story. Just me doing free-roam.
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Post by charredoak on Oct 5, 2013 16:22:25 GMT -5
I played for ten minutes this past weekend. It was the mission where you rappel down from a helicopter and snatch that dude out of the window, whilst running sniper fire from another high rise. That's something, that is.
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Post by atom on Oct 14, 2013 11:18:12 GMT -5
Loved those missions. Still hate flying helicopters in any game.
The amount of detail they put into it and the amount of random shit you can do is pretty mind-blowing... to me, at least.
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Post by charredoak on Oct 14, 2013 18:13:23 GMT -5
You find the cult yet?
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Post by atom on Nov 1, 2013 20:16:16 GMT -5
The nudist one? Or the religious nutjobs on the mountains?
One dude took me the nudist in his helicopter one night (not the first time I've said that and it was creepy/awkward). And people were naked and I felt 13 again and I was zooming in with my sniper rifle at titties and gentiles it set the AI off apparently cuz they saw my aiming a gun as a threat and i freaked out and so did he and we disconnected and i never spoke to that dude again and this shit got like Basketball Diaries real fast.
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Post by atom on Jan 12, 2014 19:15:50 GMT -5
I hope you all get hepatitis. The worse one.
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Post by charredoak on Jan 13, 2014 19:33:47 GMT -5
My father has it. Thank you for your thoughts.
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Post by atom on Apr 25, 2014 16:27:21 GMT -5
This place is dead. So, it's the perfect spot for me to warn people about using Trojan condoms that are in the pink wrapper thing (I mean, if that's all you've got then use them, idiot). They're supposedly "warm sensation" or some shit but it just kinda burns in weird places afterward. There was nothing noticeably different during the act. Didn't seem like she had a fever, as far as I can remember.
Anyway, about a minute after we'd finished I was like, "Huh, it's burning in random spots... ouch. Heh, kinda uncomfortable... maybe I'll just move my legs around a bit. Okay wow it's getting pretty severe... and I can't stop thinking about it. Well, it's not going away. Yeah, what the fuck is this?! Is this how it ends!?! What did she give me?" After a few minutes of anger at how uncomfortable I was and the fear of what it could be I found the condom wrapper and it was the pinkish "warm sensation/pleasure" one. Says it in tiny letters. Fucking bullshit. I'd gotten some pack with an assortment of different types because I typically grab and go with condoms. I still have this weird insecurity/shame/embarrassment about buying them. It's odd. But that's for another night and therapy session. Anyway, the condoms in the box, they're basically color coded because the print is so small on the wrapper and I just happen to be fucking color blind. Figures. Can't wait to see what the yellow one does to my balls. Never again. I mean, I probably will make this mistake again. I've certainly made worse but I'll try to avoid it if possible.
Moral: Don't put something on your dick before reading the label.
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Post by Suckfest on Dec 24, 2015 11:41:46 GMT -5
Congrats you idiots you got exactly what you wanted! A forum where everyone is the same! And what happens? It dies! Congraduations! You really were
the losers here!
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