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Posts by RestStop

  1. RestStop Space Nigga
    Put your dick in a meat grinder Brah. It's the only way to show this forum that you're not scared.
  2. RestStop Space Nigga
    Originally posted by cerakote why does meth make me wistfully listen to country music

    It is a little known fact that most meth makers are indeed hicks and thus hardcore country music fans. The "soul" of country music is intertwined with the meth.
  3. RestStop Space Nigga
    Originally posted by NARCassist via Imgflip Meme Generator




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  4. RestStop Space Nigga
    Originally posted by infinityshock stop being a coy little princess and show some initiative. suck my cock for once without me having to give you specific instructions.

  5. RestStop Space Nigga
    Originally posted by Totse 2001 I don't know what this thread is really about but the title of this video is frightening


    LOL. That video is so horrible it's hard for me not to call "troll" on it. The tongue thing is quite an exaggeration it lead me to believe that his tongue could split into 2 and reform within milliseconds or some other supernatural shit. It seems nothing more than one of those idiosyncrasies that a lot of people have I pull my goatee into a "V" for example when it gets long and I grind my teeth a lot especially on stims. That's all I really get out of this video. Not saying other horrible things about him aren't true but ROFL if anyone considers this video alone as "proof".
  6. RestStop Space Nigga
    I am undoubtedly making "attention cry" attempts every single day by smoking cigarettes and eating mostly junk food. One day I might rob a bank by taking a chocolate twinkie out of it's package and raising it to my mouth and saying " Back up ya fuckas, I 'll do it!"
  7. RestStop Space Nigga
    Originally posted by Bill Krozby and by the way, what gym do you go to where dudes wear kilts and jump suits… sounds like a weird gym to me…

    I never really related to the follow gym goers when I was in good shape for that whole year and a half from 24-26. I mean sure there was a good portion of hilarious people I worked out with. We all generally understood and found each others little inside gym jokes and memes funny. There was a point when this dude bet us all that no one would wear a "forever alone" t shirt to the gym for a 100 bill and it was so weird that everyone was mortified to do it I ended up doing it without hesitation I mean wtf? was that all about I had a gf at the time so I guess my masculinity wasn't going to be tested by wearing it or whatever but I really didn't give a fuck either way.

    To get to my point though the majority of the guys were kinda try hard assholes that(and I say this with true sympathy and sadness)seemed to be striving for this nearly impossible life because they had been either mentally abused by old gfs/bullied in school/beat the fuck up by their drunk step father or something along those lines. Guys that are 200+ lbs and >10% bodyfat tend to have been hurt in some way or another *shocker* I know but there was just something so wrong with them all. Like one day we would be talking about hot sluts in the media we would bang and some dude brought up Mila Kunis and I'm like fuck yeah brah she's been one of my top dream smashes for years and all the other guys were like "Pfftt..nah brah she's like 6/10 on a good day" "Yeah Brah wtf she was so old looking in FWB ughhh! barf material!"

    And I'm sitting by the pec deck thinking "what and who the fk wounded and made these dudes bleed so hard?" It's like that one guy everyone knows who's always trying to attain this impossible success and always trying get rich quick scheme and tells everyone what color his Porsche is going to be and how many hot tubs his mansion is going to contain. I mean it's good to have goals but these dudes took "fake it til you make it" a little too literally.
  8. RestStop Space Nigga
    ^ I remember seeing something about that on youtube but that occured during my drinking days..how did that guy acquire pieces of the moon? Not doubting your story but it's not like you can go into any random pawn shop and be like "I'm looking for a piece of the moon, nigga".
  9. RestStop Space Nigga
    Ehh honestly not really but I think it would be cool to be in space and be able to look at the earth in it's entirety that would be one epic bad ass moment. If heaven is a tangible place(in the sky supposedly) I'd like to break in and steal of a bunch angelic shit even furthering my influence and power on earth. Not trolling srs here.
  10. RestStop Space Nigga
    Originally posted by mmQ god damn is there one fucking thread around here that doesn't have Jill's incessant faggotry littered all about it? FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!

    His faggotry is so strong the last couple that had rented his previous residence mistook it for a ghostly presence. This was later confirmed when the priest who would perform the ghost banishing ritual arrived. Upon entering the foyer he exclaimed "My God! I have never felt the faggotry so strong before!"

    The couple tried to make the place more masculine at first. The Husband lifted weights, took up boxing. The woman became an expert marksman and later the couple even bought an auto body shop but nothing could completely stop the never ending faggotry that is infinitycuck. Legend has it that still to this day you can hear faint whispers saying "Oh yeah fuck my ass you big dick trill nigga".
  11. RestStop Space Nigga
    Also...to more directly answer the original question IF you believe the illuminati/Baphomet/Human Sacrifice conspiracies most of the bands that started out hot gained their superstar power through doing some pretty fucked up shit(think killing babies and letting P Diddy pop them in the ass males especially lol) and supposedly you have to keep paying the piper and his toll to fame and riches only increases over time and most can't hack the atrocities in order to maintain that level of rich trill niggadom.

    Think of it like being Jay Cutler or Ronnie Coleman but no off season and you're ALWAYS prepping for Mr. Olympia...idk where I'm going with this there's thousands of theories on your exact question this is just one of many.
  12. RestStop Space Nigga
    Originally posted by NARCassist i never got this idea that music is shit because its old. its like all the new music will be 'old' soon. so if its going to be shit then, then it must be shit now, but then all the old music was new once, so was that good then, but somehow mysteriously transformed into being shit after a certain period. i mean how the fuck is that retarded logic meant to work? it makes zero sense. music is either good or its shit. but its totally subjective anyway.




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    You make an excellent point. It's nostalgia. You correlate those old songs to pleasant memories subconsciously would be my best guess. Like how the rolling stones was once devil's music but now they use it to sell Cadillacs in commercials because people that are old and wealthy enough to buy a new one grew up listening to that music.
  13. RestStop Space Nigga
    Originally posted by Totse 2001 My adopted father was in Iwo Jima and he was one of those guys who would go in with the flame throwers and blow flamed into the bunkers where Japanese soldiers held off the beach invasion.

    He ended up getting shot in the knee.

    I want to go back in time and kick him in the knee as hard as I can. That faggot kept filling our heads that he fought for our freedoms. I had no freedoms from that prick mother fucker. He even had us make our beds then walk in and bounce a quarter or a dime off of it to see how tight and proper the bed dressed was.

    He sounds like a massive faggot TBH FAM.
  14. RestStop Space Nigga
    I feel this video is appropriate and relates to this thread in more ways than one :

  15. RestStop Space Nigga
    Originally posted by cerakote check out a story called "why i havent showered in 21 years", i think you'd like it

    I just read it...get it...Reddit...bad joke but seriously I did read it and it's definitely one of the better stories on there.
  16. RestStop Space Nigga
    Originally posted by cerakote yfw there are people in this world (not homeless people, mind you) who actually steal the toilet paper and paper towel rolls from public bathrooms so they dont have to spend the money on it themselves

    I know a guy who would go over and steal his neighbor's toilet paper/bags of coffee/detergent/bleach/you fucking name it. It's not that he was cheap he was/probably still is a total low life junkie fuck that despite having not to pay rent or anything else never had any money because he spend 500-600 a week on shooting heroin. Last I heard he was going to prison for repeatedly getting caught with Meth.
  17. RestStop Space Nigga
    About a year ago I was involved in a car accident where I was the only fatality in a truck containing 6 people. I remember looking up from the passenger seat and seeing an oncoming vehicle and the rest is just darkness. I couldn't move or speak and could only listen to the screaming of my friends as they escaped the burning truck. Eventually all went quiet and I could hear a soft voice and a man appeared in front of me. The man informed me I was dead and that it was time I move on. Confused, I asked what he was talking about and if this was a dream. The man smiled and said that denial is a part of moving on but agreed to show me proof. Suddenly we were at a funeral viewing and the man carefully guided me up to the casket. After taking a closer look I all but freaked out as I saw myself lying dead in the casket. With my hands trembling as I touched my cold skin reality began to set in.

    “Let’s go” he said. “We can’t stay here forever.”

    I was shocked and began breaking down. I pleaded with the man to help me, after all I was just a sophomore in college with so much life ahead of me. I asked the man if there was anyway he could help me or give me a chance.

    “Well yes, there is one way, but of course like everything it comes at a cost.” He said.

    “What sort of cost? Like my soul?” I replied.

    “No, no, my child I am not trying to take your soul it is already accounted for. However, there is still a price to pay but what exactly it is varies from person to person. Think of it as more of a trade, by accepting this extension you agree to trade me something back.”

    “Will anyone be hurt?”

    “Have no fear; no one will endure any pain. The price may not even be realized immediately, and don’t worry your satisfaction is guaranteed.”

    The man then looked in his coat and pulled out a black book, he flipped through the pages, turned his focus back to me and said:

    “Now if you’re ready to go through with this, please just sign here” He pointed at a blank page in the book.

    “In blood?” I asked

    The man chuckled softly and stated: “No my boy, with this pen”

    He handed me a pen and I began to sign the book. As I finished my signature I began to feel warmth in my chest and the man began to fade away. The last thing he said to me before he vanished was:

    “Bye for now and I hope you are satisfied with this trade.”

    I woke up in a hospital bed and was told I had been in an accident and more importantly I had been the sole survivor of a crash that should have killed me. The doctor stated that it was a miracle I survived unscathed while the others died on impact. He also informed me that I had been in a coma for quite some time but that with therapy I should be back to normal in no time. A while later my parents visited and explained that due to the drunken semi driver hitting us that my friend’s families and my family had gotten some rather large settlements. My parents said that with proper investing and management I wouldn’t have to ever worry about money.

    As you can imagine I wasn’t able to sleep well. Every time my eyes would close I would hear my friends’ screams, this was eventually paired with images of them yelling as flames engulfed them. Having to live in the house 2 of my now deceased friends shared with me didn’t help either. I drink a lot now to try and escape the reality that I selfishly traded my one life for theirs. After all, they were my best friends since elementary and I selfishly traded my own life for theirs. Days, weeks and months went on with me killing bottle after bottle trying to cope with myself all while crazily calling to the air that I wanted to undo this trade. I thought I would never here from the man and that I was just crazy and thought a dream was reality. However, yesterday something strange happened, the doorbell rang and as I carried my hungover self to the door and opened it I realized there was no one there. Looking down I noticed a black business card with red letters lying on the ground with two lines that read:

    “Unsatisfied with your recent trade?”

    “Give me a call!”

    The back of the card had a number paired with an image of the familiar man printed next to it. Nothing prepared me for what was in store for me when I called that number.
  18. RestStop Space Nigga
    I remember watching a documentary about these crazy ass "frugal" people. One guy would use the ruse that he accidentally vacuumed his wife's diamond earrings up at car washes in which he and his wife and two would rummage through the vacuumed thrash.
    Another guy would look for dropped change near phone booths but for the life of me I have no clue where he was finding all those phone booths I haven't seen one in ages.
  19. RestStop Space Nigga
    I still got an hour and 3 minutes here...lol "Techmagician" we all have no clue who that could be...
  20. RestStop Space Nigga
    Originally posted by Hikikomori-Yume you probably have no real experience with alcohol and have never been properly drunk before.

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