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he put alot of time into that i would immagine lol....that's alot of teams and leagues to pick from.
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Originally posted by Devin00
he put alot of time into that i would immagine lol....that's alot of teams and leagues to pick from.
yeah no shit.
he put alot of time into that i would immagine lol....that's alot of teams and leagues to pick from.
yeah no shit.
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I have a free safety in Oceania A who was an All-Pro...but man, I would move him over to MMA to be a special teamer and hold Juice's jock in a heartbeat.
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Man, MMA's front line looks monstrous... Hippos will have to fight for a team that has beaten them already in the regular season 

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Originally posted by GH-Mongo
So much for the hype, eh?
lol well, don't gotta worry about that prediction anymore
So much for the hype, eh?

lol well, don't gotta worry about that prediction anymore

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Originally posted by JVinci
Originally posted by GH-Mongo
So much for the hype, eh?
lol well, don't gotta worry about that prediction anymore
Well, today quite frankly is probably the last day at my job. My boss invited me and my girlfriend over for dinner and I managed to screw it up. I almost don't even want to go to work its that bad.
The dinner was yesterday, and it could not have gone any worse. I had to pick up my girlfriend around 730 and she was late getting off from work. This put us like 15 minutes behind schedule. Since we were running late I didn't have time to take a crap. I figured I could just hold it, it wasn't a major turtle head but perhaps one of those nice friendly ones you pick up at the local pet store. It would try and poke its evil,little, brown head out every once in a while a quick sequencer of the glutes and he was tamed. Any how dinner was pretty good and since I was starving I ended up eating way to much. This turned my little turtle head in too one of those huge turtle heads small children like to ride on at the zoo. I was a little uncomfortable but I was still good. I figured we had ten minutes, and if I had to stop and open up a small petting zoo for my mammoth brown pet turtle off the interstate I would rather than go in my bosses house.
My bosses house is pretty pimp and has 3 floors. It smelt like some sort of vanilla candle in there. Which is nice and goes with the fancy pictures and fluffy shag carpet but, my sinuses were running like a obese pedophile chasing gary coleman dipped in chocolate. I decided to excuse myself to the restroom to go blow my nose. When I stood up I thought for sure I had let loose the crocodile hunter and when I thought it could not get any worse I realized he was riding my brown turtle-head! It was a false alarm and I scurried to the bathroom. The bathroom was all fancy brass, and had some more of that fancy ass carpet. I felt bad about even farting in there!
I blew my nose and I felt much better about that but, my stomach was now cramping. I said to myself what the hell and tried to make it as quick as possible. I sat on the toilet and pushed like I had never pushed before. The brown turtle head went flying into the toilet and it was at this point I realized I was in trouble. It seemed all of him had made it out but the "tail". Yes, the tail seemed to be caked on my ass! I decided to get some tissue and go in for a little search and rescue. The problem was that the toilet paper roll was sitting on the sink where I had left it moments before when I blew my nose! I told myself not a problem and leaned forward enough to get the roll. I grabbed the roll and wanted to yell at my new found fluffy prize but I had business to tend to. When I went into rescue my little brown tail it did not seem to be there. I thought perhaps it was a false alarm. Could it be the tail was never there? I decided to proceed with my cleaning and went to flush. Toilet clogs up but not a problem! It does not over flow and I see the plunger so I know I can fix it. When I walk over to the the plunger I notice that I must have stepped in something. It's at this point I wanted to cry. I had found my "tail"! I had just stepped on my own shit and tracked it two steps towards the plunger in white fancy carpet! I scrubbed , the shit and put my shoe in the sink and washed it off. All I could think was everyone was probably wondering where I was. I could not get the shit stains up and me trying, only made it into smear stains. It looked like I had scooted on my ass across the rug to get to the toilet! The toilet paper I used to wipe up my crap , and wipe off my shoe I ended up stuffing into my pocket. (I didn;t want to clog the toilet anymore since I had just gotten it unplugged!) The bathroom looked OK but the stains were pretty bad.
I left and practically ran down stairs. We finished up and I prayed we would get out of there before anyone else went to the bathroom. We said our goodbyes and as I was reaching in my pocket to get the keys my turtle head tissue fell out on the floor!! It fell on the floor perfectly displaying bits and pieces of Mr. Turtle-head!! What's so bad is my boss's wife grabbed it the same time I did to help me pick it up!! I know she had to have gotten it on her hand because it was on mine. My girlfriend threw up in the yard when I told her what was on the tissue! Should I even go to work?
Originally posted by GH-Mongo
So much for the hype, eh?

lol well, don't gotta worry about that prediction anymore

Well, today quite frankly is probably the last day at my job. My boss invited me and my girlfriend over for dinner and I managed to screw it up. I almost don't even want to go to work its that bad.
The dinner was yesterday, and it could not have gone any worse. I had to pick up my girlfriend around 730 and she was late getting off from work. This put us like 15 minutes behind schedule. Since we were running late I didn't have time to take a crap. I figured I could just hold it, it wasn't a major turtle head but perhaps one of those nice friendly ones you pick up at the local pet store. It would try and poke its evil,little, brown head out every once in a while a quick sequencer of the glutes and he was tamed. Any how dinner was pretty good and since I was starving I ended up eating way to much. This turned my little turtle head in too one of those huge turtle heads small children like to ride on at the zoo. I was a little uncomfortable but I was still good. I figured we had ten minutes, and if I had to stop and open up a small petting zoo for my mammoth brown pet turtle off the interstate I would rather than go in my bosses house.
My bosses house is pretty pimp and has 3 floors. It smelt like some sort of vanilla candle in there. Which is nice and goes with the fancy pictures and fluffy shag carpet but, my sinuses were running like a obese pedophile chasing gary coleman dipped in chocolate. I decided to excuse myself to the restroom to go blow my nose. When I stood up I thought for sure I had let loose the crocodile hunter and when I thought it could not get any worse I realized he was riding my brown turtle-head! It was a false alarm and I scurried to the bathroom. The bathroom was all fancy brass, and had some more of that fancy ass carpet. I felt bad about even farting in there!
I blew my nose and I felt much better about that but, my stomach was now cramping. I said to myself what the hell and tried to make it as quick as possible. I sat on the toilet and pushed like I had never pushed before. The brown turtle head went flying into the toilet and it was at this point I realized I was in trouble. It seemed all of him had made it out but the "tail". Yes, the tail seemed to be caked on my ass! I decided to get some tissue and go in for a little search and rescue. The problem was that the toilet paper roll was sitting on the sink where I had left it moments before when I blew my nose! I told myself not a problem and leaned forward enough to get the roll. I grabbed the roll and wanted to yell at my new found fluffy prize but I had business to tend to. When I went into rescue my little brown tail it did not seem to be there. I thought perhaps it was a false alarm. Could it be the tail was never there? I decided to proceed with my cleaning and went to flush. Toilet clogs up but not a problem! It does not over flow and I see the plunger so I know I can fix it. When I walk over to the the plunger I notice that I must have stepped in something. It's at this point I wanted to cry. I had found my "tail"! I had just stepped on my own shit and tracked it two steps towards the plunger in white fancy carpet! I scrubbed , the shit and put my shoe in the sink and washed it off. All I could think was everyone was probably wondering where I was. I could not get the shit stains up and me trying, only made it into smear stains. It looked like I had scooted on my ass across the rug to get to the toilet! The toilet paper I used to wipe up my crap , and wipe off my shoe I ended up stuffing into my pocket. (I didn;t want to clog the toilet anymore since I had just gotten it unplugged!) The bathroom looked OK but the stains were pretty bad.
I left and practically ran down stairs. We finished up and I prayed we would get out of there before anyone else went to the bathroom. We said our goodbyes and as I was reaching in my pocket to get the keys my turtle head tissue fell out on the floor!! It fell on the floor perfectly displaying bits and pieces of Mr. Turtle-head!! What's so bad is my boss's wife grabbed it the same time I did to help me pick it up!! I know she had to have gotten it on her hand because it was on mine. My girlfriend threw up in the yard when I told her what was on the tissue! Should I even go to work?
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Well, we were beaten by a class team. Congrats to Hippos, you stopped our running game early on and terrorized us with your passing game. From there we could just not recover.
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Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by JVinci
Originally posted by GH-Mongo
So much for the hype, eh?
lol well, don't gotta worry about that prediction anymore
Well, today quite frankly is probably the last day at my job. My boss invited me and my girlfriend over for dinner and I managed to screw it up. I almost don't even want to go to work its that bad.
The dinner was yesterday, and it could not have gone any worse. I had to pick up my girlfriend around 730 and she was late getting off from work. This put us like 15 minutes behind schedule. Since we were running late I didn't have time to take a crap. I figured I could just hold it, it wasn't a major turtle head but perhaps one of those nice friendly ones you pick up at the local pet store. It would try and poke its evil,little, brown head out every once in a while a quick sequencer of the glutes and he was tamed. Any how dinner was pretty good and since I was starving I ended up eating way to much. This turned my little turtle head in too one of those huge turtle heads small children like to ride on at the zoo. I was a little uncomfortable but I was still good. I figured we had ten minutes, and if I had to stop and open up a small petting zoo for my mammoth brown pet turtle off the interstate I would rather than go in my bosses house.
My bosses house is pretty pimp and has 3 floors. It smelt like some sort of vanilla candle in there. Which is nice and goes with the fancy pictures and fluffy shag carpet but, my sinuses were running like a obese pedophile chasing gary coleman dipped in chocolate. I decided to excuse myself to the restroom to go blow my nose. When I stood up I thought for sure I had let loose the crocodile hunter and when I thought it could not get any worse I realized he was riding my brown turtle-head! It was a false alarm and I scurried to the bathroom. The bathroom was all fancy brass, and had some more of that fancy ass carpet. I felt bad about even farting in there!
I blew my nose and I felt much better about that but, my stomach was now cramping. I said to myself what the hell and tried to make it as quick as possible. I sat on the toilet and pushed like I had never pushed before. The brown turtle head went flying into the toilet and it was at this point I realized I was in trouble. It seemed all of him had made it out but the "tail". Yes, the tail seemed to be caked on my ass! I decided to get some tissue and go in for a little search and rescue. The problem was that the toilet paper roll was sitting on the sink where I had left it moments before when I blew my nose! I told myself not a problem and leaned forward enough to get the roll. I grabbed the roll and wanted to yell at my new found fluffy prize but I had business to tend to. When I went into rescue my little brown tail it did not seem to be there. I thought perhaps it was a false alarm. Could it be the tail was never there? I decided to proceed with my cleaning and went to flush. Toilet clogs up but not a problem! It does not over flow and I see the plunger so I know I can fix it. When I walk over to the the plunger I notice that I must have stepped in something. It's at this point I wanted to cry. I had found my "tail"! I had just stepped on my own shit and tracked it two steps towards the plunger in white fancy carpet! I scrubbed , the shit and put my shoe in the sink and washed it off. All I could think was everyone was probably wondering where I was. I could not get the shit stains up and me trying, only made it into smear stains. It looked like I had scooted on my ass across the rug to get to the toilet! The toilet paper I used to wipe up my crap , and wipe off my shoe I ended up stuffing into my pocket. (I didn;t want to clog the toilet anymore since I had just gotten it unplugged!) The bathroom looked OK but the stains were pretty bad.
I left and practically ran down stairs. We finished up and I prayed we would get out of there before anyone else went to the bathroom. We said our goodbyes and as I was reaching in my pocket to get the keys my turtle head tissue fell out on the floor!! It fell on the floor perfectly displaying bits and pieces of Mr. Turtle-head!! What's so bad is my boss's wife grabbed it the same time I did to help me pick it up!! I know she had to have gotten it on her hand because it was on mine. My girlfriend threw up in the yard when I told her what was on the tissue! Should I even go to work?
OMG....There is no way this story is real. Either you have a good imagination or reallt shitty (no pun intended) luck. Good luck with the boss.
Originally posted by JVinci
Originally posted by GH-Mongo
So much for the hype, eh?

lol well, don't gotta worry about that prediction anymore

Well, today quite frankly is probably the last day at my job. My boss invited me and my girlfriend over for dinner and I managed to screw it up. I almost don't even want to go to work its that bad.
The dinner was yesterday, and it could not have gone any worse. I had to pick up my girlfriend around 730 and she was late getting off from work. This put us like 15 minutes behind schedule. Since we were running late I didn't have time to take a crap. I figured I could just hold it, it wasn't a major turtle head but perhaps one of those nice friendly ones you pick up at the local pet store. It would try and poke its evil,little, brown head out every once in a while a quick sequencer of the glutes and he was tamed. Any how dinner was pretty good and since I was starving I ended up eating way to much. This turned my little turtle head in too one of those huge turtle heads small children like to ride on at the zoo. I was a little uncomfortable but I was still good. I figured we had ten minutes, and if I had to stop and open up a small petting zoo for my mammoth brown pet turtle off the interstate I would rather than go in my bosses house.
My bosses house is pretty pimp and has 3 floors. It smelt like some sort of vanilla candle in there. Which is nice and goes with the fancy pictures and fluffy shag carpet but, my sinuses were running like a obese pedophile chasing gary coleman dipped in chocolate. I decided to excuse myself to the restroom to go blow my nose. When I stood up I thought for sure I had let loose the crocodile hunter and when I thought it could not get any worse I realized he was riding my brown turtle-head! It was a false alarm and I scurried to the bathroom. The bathroom was all fancy brass, and had some more of that fancy ass carpet. I felt bad about even farting in there!
I blew my nose and I felt much better about that but, my stomach was now cramping. I said to myself what the hell and tried to make it as quick as possible. I sat on the toilet and pushed like I had never pushed before. The brown turtle head went flying into the toilet and it was at this point I realized I was in trouble. It seemed all of him had made it out but the "tail". Yes, the tail seemed to be caked on my ass! I decided to get some tissue and go in for a little search and rescue. The problem was that the toilet paper roll was sitting on the sink where I had left it moments before when I blew my nose! I told myself not a problem and leaned forward enough to get the roll. I grabbed the roll and wanted to yell at my new found fluffy prize but I had business to tend to. When I went into rescue my little brown tail it did not seem to be there. I thought perhaps it was a false alarm. Could it be the tail was never there? I decided to proceed with my cleaning and went to flush. Toilet clogs up but not a problem! It does not over flow and I see the plunger so I know I can fix it. When I walk over to the the plunger I notice that I must have stepped in something. It's at this point I wanted to cry. I had found my "tail"! I had just stepped on my own shit and tracked it two steps towards the plunger in white fancy carpet! I scrubbed , the shit and put my shoe in the sink and washed it off. All I could think was everyone was probably wondering where I was. I could not get the shit stains up and me trying, only made it into smear stains. It looked like I had scooted on my ass across the rug to get to the toilet! The toilet paper I used to wipe up my crap , and wipe off my shoe I ended up stuffing into my pocket. (I didn;t want to clog the toilet anymore since I had just gotten it unplugged!) The bathroom looked OK but the stains were pretty bad.
I left and practically ran down stairs. We finished up and I prayed we would get out of there before anyone else went to the bathroom. We said our goodbyes and as I was reaching in my pocket to get the keys my turtle head tissue fell out on the floor!! It fell on the floor perfectly displaying bits and pieces of Mr. Turtle-head!! What's so bad is my boss's wife grabbed it the same time I did to help me pick it up!! I know she had to have gotten it on her hand because it was on mine. My girlfriend threw up in the yard when I told her what was on the tissue! Should I even go to work?
OMG....There is no way this story is real. Either you have a good imagination or reallt shitty (no pun intended) luck. Good luck with the boss.
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Originally posted by dachadperson
so much for the hippos losing
go hippos
Looking forward to the rematch between Renosa and Istanbul.
so much for the hippos losing
go hipposLooking forward to the rematch between Renosa and Istanbul.
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Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by JVinci
Originally posted by GH-Mongo
So much for the hype, eh?
lol well, don't gotta worry about that prediction anymore
Well, today quite frankly is probably the last day at my job. My boss invited me and my girlfriend over for dinner and I managed to screw it up. I almost don't even want to go to work its that bad.
The dinner was yesterday, and it could not have gone any worse. I had to pick up my girlfriend around 730 and she was late getting off from work. This put us like 15 minutes behind schedule. Since we were running late I didn't have time to take a crap. I figured I could just hold it, it wasn't a major turtle head but perhaps one of those nice friendly ones you pick up at the local pet store. It would try and poke its evil,little, brown head out every once in a while a quick sequencer of the glutes and he was tamed. Any how dinner was pretty good and since I was starving I ended up eating way to much. This turned my little turtle head in too one of those huge turtle heads small children like to ride on at the zoo. I was a little uncomfortable but I was still good. I figured we had ten minutes, and if I had to stop and open up a small petting zoo for my mammoth brown pet turtle off the interstate I would rather than go in my bosses house.
My bosses house is pretty pimp and has 3 floors. It smelt like some sort of vanilla candle in there. Which is nice and goes with the fancy pictures and fluffy shag carpet but, my sinuses were running like a obese pedophile chasing gary coleman dipped in chocolate. I decided to excuse myself to the restroom to go blow my nose. When I stood up I thought for sure I had let loose the crocodile hunter and when I thought it could not get any worse I realized he was riding my brown turtle-head! It was a false alarm and I scurried to the bathroom. The bathroom was all fancy brass, and had some more of that fancy ass carpet. I felt bad about even farting in there!
I blew my nose and I felt much better about that but, my stomach was now cramping. I said to myself what the hell and tried to make it as quick as possible. I sat on the toilet and pushed like I had never pushed before. The brown turtle head went flying into the toilet and it was at this point I realized I was in trouble. It seemed all of him had made it out but the "tail". Yes, the tail seemed to be caked on my ass! I decided to get some tissue and go in for a little search and rescue. The problem was that the toilet paper roll was sitting on the sink where I had left it moments before when I blew my nose! I told myself not a problem and leaned forward enough to get the roll. I grabbed the roll and wanted to yell at my new found fluffy prize but I had business to tend to. When I went into rescue my little brown tail it did not seem to be there. I thought perhaps it was a false alarm. Could it be the tail was never there? I decided to proceed with my cleaning and went to flush. Toilet clogs up but not a problem! It does not over flow and I see the plunger so I know I can fix it. When I walk over to the the plunger I notice that I must have stepped in something. It's at this point I wanted to cry. I had found my "tail"! I had just stepped on my own shit and tracked it two steps towards the plunger in white fancy carpet! I scrubbed , the shit and put my shoe in the sink and washed it off. All I could think was everyone was probably wondering where I was. I could not get the shit stains up and me trying, only made it into smear stains. It looked like I had scooted on my ass across the rug to get to the toilet! The toilet paper I used to wipe up my crap , and wipe off my shoe I ended up stuffing into my pocket. (I didn;t want to clog the toilet anymore since I had just gotten it unplugged!) The bathroom looked OK but the stains were pretty bad.
I left and practically ran down stairs. We finished up and I prayed we would get out of there before anyone else went to the bathroom. We said our goodbyes and as I was reaching in my pocket to get the keys my turtle head tissue fell out on the floor!! It fell on the floor perfectly displaying bits and pieces of Mr. Turtle-head!! What's so bad is my boss's wife grabbed it the same time I did to help me pick it up!! I know she had to have gotten it on her hand because it was on mine. My girlfriend threw up in the yard when I told her what was on the tissue! Should I even go to work?
Thats so ironic because...Well, today quite frankly is probably the last day at my job. My boss invited me and my girlfriend over for dinner and I managed to screw it up. I almost don't even want to go to work its that bad.
The dinner was yesterday, and it could not have gone any worse. I had to pick up my girlfriend around 730 and she was late getting off from work. This put us like 15 minutes behind schedule. Since we were running late I didn't have time to take a crap. I figured I could just hold it, it wasn't a major turtle head but perhaps one of those nice friendly ones you pick up at the local pet store. It would try and poke its evil,little, brown head out every once in a while a quick sequencer of the glutes and he was tamed. Any how dinner was pretty good and since I was starving I ended up eating way to much. This turned my little turtle head in too one of those huge turtle heads small children like to ride on at the zoo. I was a little uncomfortable but I was still good. I figured we had ten minutes, and if I had to stop and open up a small petting zoo for my mammoth brown pet turtle off the interstate I would rather than go in my bosses house.
My bosses house is pretty pimp and has 3 floors. It smelt like some sort of vanilla candle in there. Which is nice and goes with the fancy pictures and fluffy shag carpet but, my sinuses were running like a obese pedophile chasing gary coleman dipped in chocolate. I decided to excuse myself to the restroom to go blow my nose. When I stood up I thought for sure I had let loose the crocodile hunter and when I thought it could not get any worse I realized he was riding my brown turtle-head! It was a false alarm and I scurried to the bathroom. The bathroom was all fancy brass, and had some more of that fancy ass carpet. I felt bad about even farting in there!
I blew my nose and I felt much better about that but, my stomach was now cramping. I said to myself what the hell and tried to make it as quick as possible. I sat on the toilet and pushed like I had never pushed before. The brown turtle head went flying into the toilet and it was at this point I realized I was in trouble. It seemed all of him had made it out but the "tail". Yes, the tail seemed to be caked on my ass! I decided to get some tissue and go in for a little search and rescue. The problem was that the toilet paper roll was sitting on the sink where I had left it moments before when I blew my nose! I told myself not a problem and leaned forward enough to get the roll. I grabbed the roll and wanted to yell at my new found fluffy prize but I had business to tend to. When I went into rescue my little brown tail it did not seem to be there. I thought perhaps it was a false alarm. Could it be the tail was never there? I decided to proceed with my cleaning and went to flush. Toilet clogs up but not a problem! It does not over flow and I see the plunger so I know I can fix it. When I walk over to the the plunger I notice that I must have stepped in something. It's at this point I wanted to cry. I had found my "tail"! I had just stepped on my own shit and tracked it two steps towards the plunger in white fancy carpet! I scrubbed , the shit and put my shoe in the sink and washed it off. All I could think was everyone was probably wondering where I was. I could not get the shit stains up and me trying, only made it into smear stains. It looked like I had scooted on my ass across the rug to get to the toilet! The toilet paper I used to wipe up my crap , and wipe off my shoe I ended up stuffing into my pocket. (I didn;t want to clog the toilet anymore since I had just gotten it unplugged!) The bathroom looked OK but the stains were pretty bad.
I left and practically ran down stairs. We finished up and I prayed we would get out of there before anyone else went to the bathroom. We said our goodbyes and as I was reaching in my pocket to get the keys my turtle head tissue fell out on the floor!! It fell on the floor perfectly displaying bits and pieces of Mr. Turtle-head!! What's so bad is my boss's wife grabbed it the same time I did to help me pick it up!! I know she had to have gotten it on her hand because it was on mine. My girlfriend threw up in the yard when I told her what was on the tissue! Should I even go to work?
Originally posted by JVinci
Originally posted by GH-Mongo
So much for the hype, eh?

lol well, don't gotta worry about that prediction anymore

Well, today quite frankly is probably the last day at my job. My boss invited me and my girlfriend over for dinner and I managed to screw it up. I almost don't even want to go to work its that bad.
The dinner was yesterday, and it could not have gone any worse. I had to pick up my girlfriend around 730 and she was late getting off from work. This put us like 15 minutes behind schedule. Since we were running late I didn't have time to take a crap. I figured I could just hold it, it wasn't a major turtle head but perhaps one of those nice friendly ones you pick up at the local pet store. It would try and poke its evil,little, brown head out every once in a while a quick sequencer of the glutes and he was tamed. Any how dinner was pretty good and since I was starving I ended up eating way to much. This turned my little turtle head in too one of those huge turtle heads small children like to ride on at the zoo. I was a little uncomfortable but I was still good. I figured we had ten minutes, and if I had to stop and open up a small petting zoo for my mammoth brown pet turtle off the interstate I would rather than go in my bosses house.
My bosses house is pretty pimp and has 3 floors. It smelt like some sort of vanilla candle in there. Which is nice and goes with the fancy pictures and fluffy shag carpet but, my sinuses were running like a obese pedophile chasing gary coleman dipped in chocolate. I decided to excuse myself to the restroom to go blow my nose. When I stood up I thought for sure I had let loose the crocodile hunter and when I thought it could not get any worse I realized he was riding my brown turtle-head! It was a false alarm and I scurried to the bathroom. The bathroom was all fancy brass, and had some more of that fancy ass carpet. I felt bad about even farting in there!
I blew my nose and I felt much better about that but, my stomach was now cramping. I said to myself what the hell and tried to make it as quick as possible. I sat on the toilet and pushed like I had never pushed before. The brown turtle head went flying into the toilet and it was at this point I realized I was in trouble. It seemed all of him had made it out but the "tail". Yes, the tail seemed to be caked on my ass! I decided to get some tissue and go in for a little search and rescue. The problem was that the toilet paper roll was sitting on the sink where I had left it moments before when I blew my nose! I told myself not a problem and leaned forward enough to get the roll. I grabbed the roll and wanted to yell at my new found fluffy prize but I had business to tend to. When I went into rescue my little brown tail it did not seem to be there. I thought perhaps it was a false alarm. Could it be the tail was never there? I decided to proceed with my cleaning and went to flush. Toilet clogs up but not a problem! It does not over flow and I see the plunger so I know I can fix it. When I walk over to the the plunger I notice that I must have stepped in something. It's at this point I wanted to cry. I had found my "tail"! I had just stepped on my own shit and tracked it two steps towards the plunger in white fancy carpet! I scrubbed , the shit and put my shoe in the sink and washed it off. All I could think was everyone was probably wondering where I was. I could not get the shit stains up and me trying, only made it into smear stains. It looked like I had scooted on my ass across the rug to get to the toilet! The toilet paper I used to wipe up my crap , and wipe off my shoe I ended up stuffing into my pocket. (I didn;t want to clog the toilet anymore since I had just gotten it unplugged!) The bathroom looked OK but the stains were pretty bad.
I left and practically ran down stairs. We finished up and I prayed we would get out of there before anyone else went to the bathroom. We said our goodbyes and as I was reaching in my pocket to get the keys my turtle head tissue fell out on the floor!! It fell on the floor perfectly displaying bits and pieces of Mr. Turtle-head!! What's so bad is my boss's wife grabbed it the same time I did to help me pick it up!! I know she had to have gotten it on her hand because it was on mine. My girlfriend threw up in the yard when I told her what was on the tissue! Should I even go to work?
Thats so ironic because...Well, today quite frankly is probably the last day at my job. My boss invited me and my girlfriend over for dinner and I managed to screw it up. I almost don't even want to go to work its that bad.
The dinner was yesterday, and it could not have gone any worse. I had to pick up my girlfriend around 730 and she was late getting off from work. This put us like 15 minutes behind schedule. Since we were running late I didn't have time to take a crap. I figured I could just hold it, it wasn't a major turtle head but perhaps one of those nice friendly ones you pick up at the local pet store. It would try and poke its evil,little, brown head out every once in a while a quick sequencer of the glutes and he was tamed. Any how dinner was pretty good and since I was starving I ended up eating way to much. This turned my little turtle head in too one of those huge turtle heads small children like to ride on at the zoo. I was a little uncomfortable but I was still good. I figured we had ten minutes, and if I had to stop and open up a small petting zoo for my mammoth brown pet turtle off the interstate I would rather than go in my bosses house.
My bosses house is pretty pimp and has 3 floors. It smelt like some sort of vanilla candle in there. Which is nice and goes with the fancy pictures and fluffy shag carpet but, my sinuses were running like a obese pedophile chasing gary coleman dipped in chocolate. I decided to excuse myself to the restroom to go blow my nose. When I stood up I thought for sure I had let loose the crocodile hunter and when I thought it could not get any worse I realized he was riding my brown turtle-head! It was a false alarm and I scurried to the bathroom. The bathroom was all fancy brass, and had some more of that fancy ass carpet. I felt bad about even farting in there!
I blew my nose and I felt much better about that but, my stomach was now cramping. I said to myself what the hell and tried to make it as quick as possible. I sat on the toilet and pushed like I had never pushed before. The brown turtle head went flying into the toilet and it was at this point I realized I was in trouble. It seemed all of him had made it out but the "tail". Yes, the tail seemed to be caked on my ass! I decided to get some tissue and go in for a little search and rescue. The problem was that the toilet paper roll was sitting on the sink where I had left it moments before when I blew my nose! I told myself not a problem and leaned forward enough to get the roll. I grabbed the roll and wanted to yell at my new found fluffy prize but I had business to tend to. When I went into rescue my little brown tail it did not seem to be there. I thought perhaps it was a false alarm. Could it be the tail was never there? I decided to proceed with my cleaning and went to flush. Toilet clogs up but not a problem! It does not over flow and I see the plunger so I know I can fix it. When I walk over to the the plunger I notice that I must have stepped in something. It's at this point I wanted to cry. I had found my "tail"! I had just stepped on my own shit and tracked it two steps towards the plunger in white fancy carpet! I scrubbed , the shit and put my shoe in the sink and washed it off. All I could think was everyone was probably wondering where I was. I could not get the shit stains up and me trying, only made it into smear stains. It looked like I had scooted on my ass across the rug to get to the toilet! The toilet paper I used to wipe up my crap , and wipe off my shoe I ended up stuffing into my pocket. (I didn;t want to clog the toilet anymore since I had just gotten it unplugged!) The bathroom looked OK but the stains were pretty bad.
I left and practically ran down stairs. We finished up and I prayed we would get out of there before anyone else went to the bathroom. We said our goodbyes and as I was reaching in my pocket to get the keys my turtle head tissue fell out on the floor!! It fell on the floor perfectly displaying bits and pieces of Mr. Turtle-head!! What's so bad is my boss's wife grabbed it the same time I did to help me pick it up!! I know she had to have gotten it on her hand because it was on mine. My girlfriend threw up in the yard when I told her what was on the tissue! Should I even go to work?
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