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2019-10-29 at 4:04 PM UTCThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2019-10-29 at 4:15 PM UTCLike I said people, free 100% custom LOLcats for all! Don't listen to the haters and the liars and the butt chuggers telling you to stay away! We're telling the truth here! And that's why they fear us! We have the opportunity to really do something but it's going to take us all working together to achieve it! They don't want it to happen so they're trying to tear us apart so we can't work as a team!
Let's set aside our differences, (Except for MyWifeIsDead, fuck that guy), and really embrace who we can become as people!
(P.S. Poast can go fuck himself too. His mentality will not be accepted in this thread of love, hope and inspiration. Inspiration to be the people we desire to become. Posts by Poasts will be reviewed before being seen on this thread because I believe everyone deserves a chance. And with such a great group of people around here maybe he'll come around.)
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2019-10-29 at 7 PM UTC
Originally posted by mmQ I hadn't heard the term 'barker' used in a long time and it LIKE TOTES reminded me of this shooting game I used to love for the NES called Barker Bill's Trick Shooting.
Just a variety of silly carnivalesque shooting games like shooting balloons or saucers before they hit this lady on the head. Maybe youre familiar with it.
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2019-10-29 at 9:15 PM UTC
Originally posted by Vitamin G 1- hydro failing to shoot herself in the head
Sounds pretty hard to fuck that up. My vote is for this story.
Originally posted by OMGPLZUNBAN The fact you would make a wild claim that it was me who would do such unspeakable acts really shows what a piece of shit you are you degenerate fuck.
I thought this was a hate-free zone, bro. But whatevs, the story's still funny even if you're pretending it was me instead of you. You don't need to lie to kick it. You're the one that told me "if you can't live something down, you might as well live it up."
It was pretty inspirational when you marched into work the next day and preemptively told ALL of our coworkers about buttchugging a forty, so that you could frame it as bragging instead of allowing them to make fun of you for it. Whatever happened to the big swinging dick you used to be?
A true embarrassing story about me from back in the day is when me and you dressed up as Batman and Robin for the premiere of Dark Knight Rises. I'm pretty sure I never told you about what happened after the movie.
We showed up drunk. I had cans of beer loaded into my utility belt, and accidently burst one while we were walking over people to get to our seats. I accused the people I doused in beer of spilling their drinks on me.
Eventually I got blackout drunk before the movie ended, ditched you and sat in the aisle next to some girl so I could hold her hand. Don't remember shit after that, but I woke up naked in her bed the next day. She was PISSED at me for some reason.
I asked her what's up, and she's like "YOU SHIT IN MY BED!"
I look over all the evidence, and know I'm usually pretty good about not pissing or shitting myself while drunk. Look at the remains of my batman suit. Seems I must have sharted at some point.
I asked the girl if I took off the batman suit, and she said "no, it looked uncomfortable so I took it off for you."
I pointed out that it's obvious I sharted long before I got in her bed, so it's basically her fault there's skid marks in her bed. To this day I maintain my innocence in the crime of shitting the bed any time that story gets brought up.
Also to this day, I've never been able to sit through an entire showing of Dark Knight Rises without getting blackout drunk. I've seen it like 5 times, and still don't know how it ends. -
2019-10-29 at 9:54 PM UTCI don't remember that night very well. Josh downloaded the movie later and it starts with the plane scene. I then realized I remember nothing about the movie. I remember you wanted me to wear green under roos and I refused, hit on a lesbian then failed to create a moment with Kelsey from the 'Bees in the bathroom.
And it wasn't some girls room you 'randomly' met. It was my room. You shit in my bed claiming, "It's always darkest before the brown". Why lie brah? -
2019-10-29 at 10:13 PM UTC
Originally posted by My Wife Is Dead You're the one that told me "if you can't live something down, you might as well live it up."
It was pretty inspirational when you marched into work the next day and preemptively told ALL of our coworkers about buttchugging a forty, so that you could frame it as bragging instead of allowing them to make fun of you for it.
Did I really? I must've forgot all about that one. But when you live the most awesome life possible it's easy to forget some of the smaller things.
But I digress. I'm a mere 100% custom LOLcat maker now. Those days are behind me. To be remembered by others who wished they were worthy of my bravery and struggles. People who might try to relive them by shitting on cars. It's a new generation growing up and I have passed the torch and taken a step back.
But I know, people will always talk about the guy who shoved a 40 in his butt. It will turn into an old wives tale. "Eats your veggies or old Mr. 40 up the butt will stick a 40 in your butt." I've made my mark on the world. It's a different place where people were first shocked at my actions. Then inspired to replicate them. I recieve no credit and that's how I like it. It shows that I'm not in it for recognition. I'm furthering the hearts of millions showing them that anything is possible if you put your heart into it. -
2019-10-29 at 11:40 PM UTCI don't understand what's happening in this thread
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2019-10-30 at 12:01 AM UTC
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2019-10-30 at 12:02 AM UTC
Originally posted by OMGPLZUNBAN then failed to create a moment with Kelsey from the 'Bees in the bathroom.
I remember her. She and I are friends on facebook, unlike me and you. She's doing awesome.
Originally posted by OMGPLZUNBAN And it wasn't some girls room you 'randomly' met. It was my room. You shit in my bed claiming, "It's always darkest before the brown". Why lie brah?
You reimagining a story and shoehorning yourself into the role of my dead wife is probably the creepiest thing you've ever done, bro. You alright over there? You've basically cut all communication with me and Poast. We never hear from you anymore, and are pretty worried about you.
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2019-10-30 at 12:03 AM UTC
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2019-10-30 at 12:19 AM UTC
Originally posted by My Wife Is Dead I remember her. She and I are friends on facebook, unlike me and you. She's doing awesome.
You reimagining a story and shoehorning yourself into the role of my dead wife is probably the creepiest thing you've ever done, bro. You alright over there? You've basically cut all communication with me and Poast. We never hear from you anymore, and are pretty worried about you.
Why don't you come home and get recarded like it's still '84 for old time's sake?
I've been texting you and Poast constantly. Poast and I rambled two nights ago. I'm just lying for the lulz but because you never want to have fun in life you take everything extremely seriously. Life is a bunch of crap and sometimes you need to try and stop to smell the buttholes.
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2019-10-30 at 12:21 AM UTC
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2019-10-30 at 12:38 AM UTC
Originally posted by OMGPLZUNBAN 1- hydro failing to shoot herself in the head
post the story.
Living with hydro was chaos. Fighting was a regular occurrence, and the whole experience felt like one big powder keg. I could go on about how she once pulled out her hair in a Walmart parking lot whilst screaming at the top of her lungs "I WANT TO DIE I WANT TO DIE OH WHY CAN'T SOMEBODY JUST FUCKING KILL ME". Or I could get into the time she groped me inside of a (different) Walmart while I was telling her to stop. I distinctly remember the look on this old woman's face at checkout. Just pure, abject horror. Had the genders been reversed it would have been a different story, but I digress.
This story started with ice cream. I don't remember what kind it was, but I do remember that I was high on clonazepam when I sent hydro a picture of my glorious sundae while she was at work. It had strawberry jelly, streaks of chocolate, and sprinkles, I'm pretty sure. Don't really remember if it was delicious or not, but I've no doubt it was. This sundae was my grand mistake. Had things turned out differently, it could've very well been the mistake that led to hydro's death because evidently, I used the last of the ice cream.
This was absolutely the last straw for hydro. I distinctly remember her banshee scream, "DID YOU EAT THE LAST OF MY FUCKING ICE CREAM?" It was midnight. I did not even remember making the ice cream. This did not deter hydro.
I tried to reason with her, telling her that it was only ice cream after all. She started stomping through the house asking, "Where's the gun? Where's the fucking gun?" I knew where the gun was. It was on top of the fridge. But I wasn't about to tell her, she'd already pointed a gun at me twice before. It was only a .22 5-shot revolver 'bout the size of my palm. But I wasn't taking that risk, so I-
actually... this is a different night lol. I don't think she found the gun this night. OOPS. I will update with the real story after dinner.The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2019-10-30 at 12:43 AM UTC
Originally posted by Vitamin G Living with hydro was chaos. Fighting was a regular occurrence, and the whole experience felt like one big powder keg. I could go on about how she once pulled out her hair in a Walmart parking lot whilst screaming at the top of her lungs "I WANT TO DIE I WANT TO DIE OH WHY CAN'T SOMEBODY JUST FUCKING KILL ME". Or I could get into the time she groped me inside of a (different) Walmart while I was telling her to stop. I distinctly remember the look on this old woman's face at checkout. Just pure, abject horror. Had the genders been reversed it would have been a different story, but I digress.
This story started with ice cream. I don't remember what kind it was, but I do remember that I was high on clonazepam when I sent hydro a picture of my glorious sundae while she was at work. It had strawberry jelly, streaks of chocolate, and sprinkles, I'm pretty sure. Don't really remember if it was delicious or not, but I've no doubt it was. This sundae was my grand mistake. Had things turned out differently, it could've very well been the mistake that led to hydro's death because evidently, I used the last of the ice cream.
This was absolutely the last straw for hydro. I distinctly remember her banshee scream, "DID YOU EAT THE LAST OF MY FUCKING ICE CREAM?" It was midnight. I did not even remember making the ice cream. This did not deter hydro.
I tried to reason with her, telling her that it was only ice cream after all. She started stomping through the house asking, "Where's the gun? Where's the fucking gun?" I knew where the gun was. It was on top of the fridge. But I wasn't about to tell her, she'd already pointed a gun at me twice before. It was only a .22 5-shot revolver 'bout the size of my palm. But I wasn't taking that risk, so I-
actually… this is a different night lol. I don't think she found the gun this night. OOPS. I will update with the real story after dinner.
But dat pussy fine dough
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2019-10-30 at 12:44 AM UTC
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2019-10-30 at 12:46 AM UTCIs asian pussy really sidewards? I've always wondered about that.
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2019-10-30 at 12:59 AM UTCThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
