leave it for her to clean up too, dirty skanks…
sounds like a family reunion for you
truck stops and ass rubbing.
yah i dont give a fuck really,i may feel a little remorse if i spray hot mud all over the porcelian.
wear depends problem solved.
:roflpicard:
lol boxxa keeps me smiling throughout the days.
Haven’t you watched the shows and stuff that actually talk about how the toilet seat is one of the cleanest parts of the restroom?
:lol:
Because aside from sheisa (sp) film stars, poop to most, should be considered an unflattering event.
It smells, It looks funny, It comes out of a funny place, its always in different forms… What isn’t weird about poop.
I don’t get people that refuse to poop anywhere but at their own homes…
used to have that phobia, but got over it (when ya gotta shit… you gotta shit)
Still wont dump 'em off at bars and shit though
I have nothing to say other then :lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol::lol: Seriously though, a 1/2lb of greasy buger and a volcano taco, i had 360 d-spray just reading that
edit- lol super long story… didnt think it would be this long…
so the first time i went to my gf’s parents house and actually met them was christmas. we started dating in august, and she would drive to hamburg to hang out with me, i would never go to batavia.
so i show up with her at her parents house on christmas day, super hung over from the night before- my dad, my uncle tim and myself thought it would be a great idea to drink almost an entire 1.75 bottle of tanquray the night before
so im just sitting on the couch, head in my hands, drinking gatorade with little kids crawling all over me. my head is throbbing. her dad and my uncle are friends (kind of) and he realizes what happened the night before and is relatively cool with it (cool guy just in general too) her mom is the same way and after a few hours suggests i go take a nap.
so my gf and i go upstairs, bang one out real quick with her parents below us (ackward) and i almost immediately fall asleep. it is glorious and i wake up a few hours later feeling like a million bucks.
go back downstairs, dinner is almost ready, i eat and im really just feeling great. then her dad offers me some scotch. its really hard to say no to a glass of 18 year old scotch, so of course i start drinking again.
at this point my cousin (who also lives in batavia) texts me asking me if im at cait’s for xmas, he is going out to a bar and wants to know if we want to come along. after dinner, we go and pick him up at his house, and go to a bar called tf brown’s.
i almost forgot to mention, my cousin is a fucking maniac. like a full blown alcoholic. needless to say, i end up getting shitfaced at the bar, like dumb drunk. he keeps feeding me shots, and i cant say no to free booze.
we go back to her parents house where we would be spending the night, walk in and her younger brother is playing video games. i attempt to play hockey with him on the playstation and fail miserable. i can barely put together a sentence, much less use a ps2 controller.
so we go to bed and i procede to go down on her. i dont really know why, its just something i enjoy doing when im shitfaced and cant really perform. she has the tendency of being rather loud at times, and i really dont care at this point, im a fucking wreck.
she finishes, and i must have gotten up a little too quick because i feel like im going to fucking puke, like now. its happening, and there is nothing i can do about it. i jump up, naked and run out of the room, stomping down the hall to the bathroom. fuck putting on clothes, im gonna fucking yack any second now.
i barely make it to the bathroom and puke in the toilet without spilling a drop. im good like that. years and years of practice. but now im stuck. what if someone woke up? like her dad?!? im in the bathroom naked… fuck. oh fuck.
so i peek outside, and i dont see anyone. i make a stumbling dash for the bedroom and make it. at least i think i did, i didnt look back at all.
that was rather embarassing
depends on the shit I have to take… lol… you can tell if its going to linger before it leaves your body.
So you dint get over it?
Jam, the scariest part of your story was the fact that you called someone else a manic raging alcholic, that must be one serious raging alchy
well, it’s more of a sanitary thing
most bars tend to have piss all over the toilet seat.
yes, bar bathrooms are some of the grossest things on the planet. I remember the bathroom at the Atomic, dear god was that scary
the real test is finding a girl thats not only not grossed out by your shit, but will actually give you some dome shots while taking the shit (i.e blumpkin)
Ugh, I just absolutely destroyed my work bathroom because of this. I had a fierce one brewing since about 8pm last night. I could tell it was the kind that if i deposited it in her apartment bathroom, it would earn me the permanent scorn of her 3 roommates. So I just decided to keep drinking cherry bombs and hope it would go away. It did not. I JUST made it into the office this morning, doing the fag walk toward the end, and got it off. I usually play one game of bubble breaker on my phone, this was a 3 gamer. Someone walked in midway through the 2nd game, started coughing and turned back. Luckily, no one saw me walk out. Hopefully it will be clear by the time I come back from vaca on the 29th.
Haha ever get lost into a game and realize you have been in there like 20-30 minutes?
yeah, Sonic the Hedgehog on my other cell used to be a killer for that. I’d end up beating like 6 levels