Since most threads are now started/bumped by Little Red Wagon, I thought I'd create a silly thread.
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Mr. Daystar
In a bell tower, watching you through cross hairs.
I'm sorry, but under contract with Little Red Wagon Inc., an LLC corporation, I am expressly forbidden to post in competing threads.
At my job, we use an application called Pathway. There is also a team group chat in which people can post messages to which the entire team has visibility. A woman who works on the team posted the following message when the Pathway application crashed: "Pathway just went down on me. Anyone else?"
I posted the gif below:
I am now in trouble.
I posted the gif below:
I am now in trouble.
Mr. Daystar
In a bell tower, watching you through cross hairs.
That's what I look like when I eat pussy!
/settles down
/nothing to do for 50 minutes
/unzip
/massive moving truck appears in le driveway
/walk out, watch them maneuber the device precisely into place
/walk over, tell them the address they actually want is 30 seconds further up highway 13, on the left.
disbelief.jpg
/not the first time dis happen
/wander back inside
/2 missed calls, 1 text
Ugh. Refer to line 2: NOTHING TO DO FOR 50 MINUTES PLZ
/nothing to do for 50 minutes
/unzip
/massive moving truck appears in le driveway
/walk out, watch them maneuber the device precisely into place
/walk over, tell them the address they actually want is 30 seconds further up highway 13, on the left.
disbelief.jpg
/not the first time dis happen
/wander back inside
/2 missed calls, 1 text
Ugh. Refer to line 2: NOTHING TO DO FOR 50 MINUTES PLZ
Years ago, I was watching a YouTube video with the audio of a prank call with a Mr. Rogers soundboard. Instead of just linking it here I am going to describe it to you because I'm a penis. Anyway, a few minutes into the call, Mr.Rogers asks the woman if she knows what a pediatrician is and she asks "Are you threatening me, Mr. Rogers?". She doesn't actually say the Mr. Rogers at the end. I just thought that sounded cool. She does ask about being threatened and I could never understand why. What a weird broad.
I had a ***** last night about relapsing on ******* and, for whatever reason, I went and got some THC gummies and decided to get high instead. I do not think it is possible to argue that THC is worse than *******, I still probably shouldn't be doing it. "Co-morbid addiction " and all that candy floss.
Haven't been high for almost a year and, say what you will about it, but it has increased the likelihood that I will run off into the night waving my penis and shouting obscenities. As it happens, there is actually a post on this very board from the last time I was under the influence of THC. It was a delightful story about a scenario in which I insert a stranger's shoe into my anus at a public swimming pool.
I had a ***** last night about relapsing on ******* and, for whatever reason, I went and got some THC gummies and decided to get high instead. I do not think it is possible to argue that THC is worse than *******, I still probably shouldn't be doing it. "Co-morbid addiction " and all that candy floss.
Haven't been high for almost a year and, say what you will about it, but it has increased the likelihood that I will run off into the night waving my penis and shouting obscenities. As it happens, there is actually a post on this very board from the last time I was under the influence of THC. It was a delightful story about a scenario in which I insert a stranger's shoe into my anus at a public swimming pool.
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My good sir, I do believe you should abstain from the levil's dettuce. Among all the other durgs.
But.
For the sake of the story, whose shoe and how good was it?
It was a hypothetical situation - the person whose shoe I inserted into myself doesn't actually exist.
Anyway, I am not high anymore. It was fun for a while but I had taken too much and eventually it got to a point where I just had to lie down. Got plenty of *****, that's always good.
Here is the Mr. Rogers video I mentioned in the previous post:
Years ago, I was *********** at work and was observed, by a supervisor, to be stumbling near my desk. I knew I had to say something or he would think (correctly) that I had been consuming ******* in the bathroom while watching YouTube videos of surgery on ingrown toenails (only women's toes, I'm not weird). Thinking quickly, I said "I tripped on the crab. Who put that crab there?" and gestured behind me toward where I had tripped earlier.
Pause. "Crab?"
"Don't look at me like that. There were two crabs there. They work in pairs."
He didn't suspect a thing and I did not get fired until three months later when they found out I had been selling office chairs on EBay to pay for video games.
Pause. "Crab?"
"Don't look at me like that. There were two crabs there. They work in pairs."
He didn't suspect a thing and I did not get fired until three months later when they found out I had been selling office chairs on EBay to pay for video games.
Second Friend of Brasky: Did I ever tell you about the time BillBrasky sold me into slavery?
First Friend of Brasky: Well, if you’re talking about Bill Brasky, I believe it!
Second Friend of Brasky: Oh, yeah! He puts me on a ship to Thailand, right? And I’m chained to a pipe. Meanwhile, ol’ Brasky, he’s back in the States siring three beautiful ******** with my wife!
First Friend of Brasky: I **** Bill Brasky.. but I respect him!
First Friend of Brasky: Well, if you’re talking about Bill Brasky, I believe it!
Second Friend of Brasky: Oh, yeah! He puts me on a ship to Thailand, right? And I’m chained to a pipe. Meanwhile, ol’ Brasky, he’s back in the States siring three beautiful ******** with my wife!
First Friend of Brasky: I **** Bill Brasky.. but I respect him!
The ad read "Lonely Hot MILFs" and I thought that seemed like a contradiction. If the MILFs are hot it seems unlikely they would lack for companionship. Or perhaps the hot MILFs were missing a deeper human connection. While there was plentiful physical connections available, they were yearning to connect with another soul. One can be alone in a room full of people.
The MILFs are depressed. And I became depressed about the MILFs being depressed.
The MILFs are depressed. And I became depressed about the MILFs being depressed.
Supafly
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Worst Pick-Up lines
"You look like trash. Let me take you out."
"Are your parents bakers? Cause those are some hot buns!"
"Your bone structure gives my bone structure."
"You should be diagnosed with awwtism, because you're a cutie."
"Your ankles would look good around my neck"
"You're attractive and I'm attractive. We should do the world a favor and go out on a date."
"You look like trash. Let me take you out."
"Are your parents bakers? Cause those are some hot buns!"
"Your bone structure gives my bone structure."
"You should be diagnosed with awwtism, because you're a cutie."
"Your ankles would look good around my neck"
"You're attractive and I'm attractive. We should do the world a favor and go out on a date."
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