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I'm not in the snow storm, but also happen to be on my third cheap whiskey and coke. I think it was $14 for a half gallon?
Yup Kentucky Tavern here. Around 15 after tax for a half. Pretty good for cheap **** in a plastic bottle. Spent all day drinking that and helping a friend plasti dip all the chrome trim on his wifes jeep.
So today I got something new to play with. I tried some spray called stud 100. Took me an hour of pretty hard thumping to get...done. Usually at the same pace i can last maybe 15 mins so and this time halfway through i started trying so money well spent.
So today I got something new to play with. I tried some spray called stud 100. Took me an hour of pretty hard thumping to get...done. Usually at the same pace i can last maybe 15 mins so and this time halfway through i started trying so money well spent.
Haha! A friend turned me on to this stuff like 10 years ago. WAY worth the money. Many fond memories.
So today I got something new to play with. I tried some spray called stud 100. Took me an hour of pretty hard thumping to get...done. Usually at the same pace i can last maybe 15 mins so and this time halfway through i started trying so money well spent.
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damn it man. This thread is way to hard to find when it is not sticky and 5 pages back.
Anyway
Best friend getting hitched
Bachelor party was tonight.
Long story short. 4:30am. buss just dropped me off.
And i feel like i could have taken a dump one of of those strippers for less than what one friend paid for a lap dance.
I'm having a Sierra in preparation for my 4am journey to San Diego.
Also "found" Chromeo last weekend while intoxicated. A buddy of mine has been into it for years. Never clicked until last weekend. Makes you wanna dance or screw... or both. Can't get enough of the song Old 45's.
You’re a guy. You go out with a few pals for a couple of beers. You get talking to a girl. You get on. The pair of you dance. You end up going back to yours with her. She’s a lot of fun. Things gets hot and heavy. Before you know it, the two of you are taking the, er, ‘dirt path home’. Hey, you’re two consenting adults.
You wake up in the morning, head banging. You remember the night before. Crazy stuff… Wait – what’s that smell? And where’s the girl? You turn to your side. She’s gone. And that stench? URGH. Christ, is it… Is it sh*t?! It is! It’s sh*t. And it’s EVERYWHERE.
MAN. You’ve only gone and crapped the bed with a girl in and she’s fled in horror. You check your underwear. Clean. But the bed is COVERED in poop. Did she??? Was it her?!
That certainly is a problem. A big stinky brown problem. You see, what’s happened here is you’ve voluntarily let someone sleep in your bed and helped create a vacuum situation with their rectum. And it’s quite literally backfired. Oh dear.
Get a sharp knife and get cutting. And scrubbing. And throwing out. And flipping the mattress. Et voila! The sh*t’s gone and the stink’s gone. Mostly. Good work!