Oggar wrote:Ask the 'prick's mom.
she's never even told me; it musta been really good.
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Oggar wrote:Ask the 'prick's mom.

whiskeyprick wrote:she's never even told me; it musta been really good.




Rip Rufus wrote:A short Facebook conversation between me (RR) and my fuckbuddy (FB):
(after a lull in conversation)
FB: Hey? Where'd you go?
RR: Sorry, I was reading an article about chili. I love chili!
FB: At least now I know where I am on your list - somewhere below chili.
RR: Huh? What do you mean?
FB: As far as you're concerned, I come after chili.
RR: No, you usually come after a couple rum & Cokes.



Hardcore Stig wrote:Hey, as long as she comes she shouldn;t complain, you are obviously one of those modern me showing consideration as a lover lol.
Mind you I always claim to be very considerate because I won;t take up much of her time and she probably won;t feel a thing. I mean I couldn't bother her less!

Gripping the Wheel -
"I'll tell ya', daph; don't piss on the cheese before you milk the cow."

whiskeyprick wrote:Caller (slurring): " Who is this?"
Me: "You don't know who you called?"
Caller: "I didn't call you!"
<click>
Phone rings 2 minutes later and same conversation happens again.
My first 2 DDs with BMMS
nic the chick wrote:ivan and casino are right.

ivan wrote:whiskeyprick wrote:Caller (slurring): " Who is this?"
Me: "You don't know who you called?"
Caller: "I didn't call you!"
<click>
Phone rings 2 minutes later and same conversation happens again.
My first 2 DDs with BMMS
I believe everyone has had this conversation with BMMS at least once.




Dr. Pat wrote:A conversation I had with a mate a few years ago at 5 in the morning:
Mate: Hey mate whats going on?
Me: What the fuck do think, I'm trying to sleep.
Mate: Oh, right. Ummm you reckon you could come give me a lift home?
Me: Are you serious? Get a cab.
Mate: Come on mate, please.
At this point my half asleep mind kicks in and I look at the phone.
Me: Your ringing me from your home phone you dickhead.
Mate: What do you mean?
Me: What the fuck do you think I mean? You are already at home.
Then I hear I a door open, my mates dad says "Why the fuck are you in the bathtub on the phone at 5 in the bloody morning??"
I start cracking up and my mate says,
Mate: Oh sorry mate, I have to go. I think my dad wants to use the bath.
Ahhhhhhhh hahahahahahahahahahahahaha.





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