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Discussion in 'Locker Room Talk' started by Cassius Longinus, Feb 10, 2018.
i think this should explain everything
My date told me I tried to grab a girl's ass, and had to stop me. Nobody cared when she brought it up another time in front of everyone, and I don't even remember; didnt give a single fuck. Another time I about half way got into it a random chick for trying to break up my 3-some. I digressed, and she started waving around me yelling what you wanna REP! That killed the pussy heading my way vibe.
Why do you always type like a retard having a stroke?
Is that not like the way everything is in a way? i dont really care otherwise
i always told people my parties would contain sex, violence and drugs. and blood will be spilled.
everyone had a great time because they knew it was basically gonna be a whole house of gg allins.
we competitively tried to fuck up at the parties harder than eachother.
no normies or retards stayed for long, so "whoops i fucked up" wasnt a thing we worried about.
Got drunk at a house party, some guy's parents were out of town. Me and my friend were too rowdy so we got kicked out. As we walked out my friend grabbed a half ounce of weed off the table and we got the fuck out dipping down alleyways and backyards. We ended up in a park drinking vodka with a bunch of pollocks who barely spoke English. The guy we stole the weed from got in his car to hunt us down and ended up hitting a light pole.
That's not really a fuck up, but I feel pretty bad about it.
lol roughly how old were you?
lol thats what the faggot gets for leaving drugs laying around. Did he ever claim vengeance on you?
ohhhh i just remembered something i kind of regret doing at a party.
this was when i used to drink nonstop hard liquor with nonstop beer as a side beverage...
so you gotta shit, you gotta shit. right...
so im like holy fuck im gonna shit myself, but ive got this big industrial sized sink in the back room
with the clothes washer and all that shit. i guess it was for cleaning fish.
anyway i always told everyone it was a urinal and to piss there so they they didnt have to tread
through my second living room. my house was bisected into two living rooms and i didnt like people
in the second one where that led to the bedrooms.
so anyway back to me needing to take a shit.
so i know im not gonna make it all the way across the house, so i dive into the back room
and explode a massive shit into the toilet.
at that time i only ate filet mignon i got from a meat delivery truck. i refused to anything but meat.
anyway, good solid shit. hefty.
so nobody saw me do it, so im like fuck it, ill say this junkie pilled out girl did it.
so everyone is wondering who shit in the urinal and we all decide we will blame her because shes SO fucked on painkillers she cant even form sentences.
anyway we shit-shamed her hard for shitting in the urinal. all of us. we stood around solemnly like it was an intervention.
she was super embarrassed.
then she died of a drug overdose on a toilet with a needle in her arm locked in her boyfriend's bathroom.
she died thinking she took that shit in the urinal while taking a shit on a toilet.
well, i dont know if that was what her last thoughts were of, but i still feel bad about it.
years later i decided to spill the beans about who really dropped the deuce.
but i will never be able to confess to her that she was framed.
and i guess i sort of feel bad a little bit. i rarely feel bad about anything so im milking that one.
10/10 well done.
Nope. We went to the same highschool but there were so many kids there that we never ran into each other, and I had pretty shit attendance anyway. A few years later we made contact again and enough time had passed he accepted my apology. I think he lost a tooth in car crash.
Eh, I think my party behavior has been largely acceptable. I've gotten too fucked up a few times and puked, but always in a toilet.
Me and my friends did kidnap a guy from a party and beat him badly a really long time ago, but he was a pedo so it was okay.
did you hold him down and take turns licking his asshole?
We didn't take turns. Go big or go home.
Fuck yeah, that will fucking learn him.
That didn't happen. fuck off.
Mate brought me along to the birthday party of a friend of his at some bar rented for the whole evening for the occasion, and sometime during the night some annoying kid and her friend were pestering me to no end.
So I did the mature thing and told the doorman that a couple of underage girls somehow had gotten in, and he evicted them.
One of them turned out to be the one who the party was for, and neither of them had their IDs on them.
Tbh, they both looked about twelve, not twenty.
lol i don't blame you
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lol getting someone kicked out of their own party. Soild.
They got back in again in the space of 20-30 minutes, but at that time I found it best to relocate to an adjacent bar.
I have contacted the FBI but they couldn't keep up m8
Realgert7 confirmed for a snitch.
Exactly, you gotta purge that shit and bury it in the deepest point of the abyss that is your mind. Well.. maybe not the exactly the deepest point, aight.
I was at graduation party when i was in 1st grade in high school(usually it's pretty official thing, they usually throw it in a city hall and everyone's wearing ugly suits, girls are wearing shitty robes and tons of makeup, all the school staff is there..). I got hammered pretty fast and i threw up in my beer glass and then fell asleep. When i woke up, i finished the glass and went to the dance floor where i proceeded to grab the tits of nearly all of my girl classmates(again, the power of cognitive expulsion works! ). Then i went to the afterparty where i not only failed to prevent the fight between two groups of my friends, but i also stepped on the glasses that belonged to one of them while looking for em. Then i gathered some of the people that still wanted to party and took them to a place where one of them got stabbed when he mistook the bathroom doors with the doors leading to the kitchen.
I also did one really crappy thing to one of my best friends, but i think i already wrote about that in that thread j15m made, where he took pics of him draining pus and blood from under one of his nails..
When I was five I got stomach pains after eating some birthday cake at friends house, I ended up shitting myself because I wasn't potty trained at the time and tried to get it out and that ended getting shit on the floor, don't remember whether it was wood or tile, but luckily it wasn't carpet from what I remember.
>wasn't potty trained
five or four, don't remember exactly, either way I was a slow(retarded) kid