what the fuck? Says Siever, “It’s great, you know, to finally be able to reach out and connect with others who share your non-experiences. After giving so much, dedicating so much time and energy to thinking about enlisting, it just feels like we’re finally getting the thanks we deserve.” And recognition has been swift in coming.
_wow_
so yeah, the navy is technically an option again (presuming I can forget the drugs I have done and this pesky borderline personality I have, which makes me prone to dissociating from reality anytime I feel people are ganging up on me, oh and the massive paranoia) but it's looking darn unlikely, and I sure as FUCK don't need any street cred for "almost enlisting" who the fuck are these people?
Originally Posted by sonatine
rofl willie
The story goes like this- I started out trying to cram the meat into an empty roll of toilet paper. That didn't work (much too narrow) so I decided to try cutting the tube, inserting meat, inserting unit, and then duct taping the whole thing together. Sadly the juices from the meat dissolved the glue from the tape and the cardboard didn't last long either.
Then I tried glasses, like you'd drink water from, but they were either too big or too narrow, the one I found that fit just right had a major issue of slippage. i tried taping the meat inside the glass with the same outcome, the juice dissolved the glue from the tape and it slid off.
SO I had a brain chortle and suddenly realized the stuffed animal I had hidden under my bed for several months might actually serve some purpose IF the cotton did what I thought it would do, which was offer an adhesive surface for the meat to cling to.
Magic happened that night, I'll never forget it. Definitely made me triple my efforts to actually land a girl in bed, having a taste of the good stuff and all.
Not gonna derail NBH's fine thread here tho, into the rubbish heap for this puppy.
Originally Posted by sonatine
ROFL my dear Willie, haven't you figured it out yet?
This story is but one of MANY that compose the fabric of my life. Though it's far from some crucial moment I will always cherish, it is a funny and distinct memory nonetheless, one I think people get a laugh out of which is my biggest concern.
Who gives a fuck about me anyway? I sure don't and I do not expect anyone else to either, so when I sound like an idiot, laugh like I expect you to.
Oh, and the things I could tell you my friend...not while my parents are alive will that happen, but someday..
Originally Posted by sonatine
no thank you mike
and i mean in all sincerity, NO FUCKING THANK YOU
keep that shit to yourself, or between you and a mental health professional
ROFL This guy doin all he can to gobble up my daily allotment of posts likity split for some reason.
What are you afraid I might say?
Whatever.
Originally Posted by sonatine
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