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Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by hoshdude7
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by hoshdude7
So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck sh1t, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n sh1t. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.
Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some sh1t so i walk over, turns out some local pussy is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot sh1t, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n sh1t, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.
Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some sh1t.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My pussy dad is aways trying sh1t with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n sh1t seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a pussy to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.
Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n sh1t but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this sh1t" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my pussy dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o sh1t so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n sh1t.
Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try sh1t again. Im the man of ths house son.
that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
that's funny, because that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
did you know im friends with that dood?
that's funny, because that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck sh1t, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n sh1t. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.
Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some sh1t so i walk over, turns out some local pussy is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot sh1t, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n sh1t, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.
Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some sh1t.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My pussy dad is aways trying sh1t with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n sh1t seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a pussy to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.
Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n sh1t but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this sh1t" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my pussy dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o sh1t so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n sh1t.
Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try sh1t again. Im the man of ths house son.
I didn't know that. in real life?
but i fount out just yesterday when my homie was on his way home because he takes the buss home well once he got off the buss some foos from IMC ran up behind hem and sead fuck RL and the homie was like what so he socked the fuck out of hem that one fool got laid out on the floor so then my homie started calling out that other foo there that was from IMC but he was being a lil pussy and shit so he waited till his homie got back up from the floor then after that they both jumped my homie and then another one of there homies jumped in so it was 3 aginst one now thats some fucked up shit so just today at break we all got ready so we walked up to the IMC table and told them fuck them and all and we were about to get down with them till all the propters came and told us to leave so now we are planning on jumpping them on the way to 6th period cuz some of the homies walk past them so we are going to catch one of them slipping so we can get pay back for what they did to the homie
---------- Original message ----------
From: piiyb_i_will
Date: May 30, 2008 20:24:56
Subject: Re: bb.com
To: thegenerel
banned for posting 'troll' stories, rofl!
---------- Original message ----------
From: thegenerel
Date: May 30, 2008 18:58:17
Subject: bb.com
To: piiyb_i_will
what happened?
When I got back from my football game my mother sat me down and told me the bad news. His wife found him laying dead in front of the refrigerator with blood spilled out of his nose.
I guess all I can ask is for you guys to keep his family and wife in your prayers.
(no homo)
i know i was being really dumb for doing this, so don't bother telling me i was. anyway, my college class had a project due last wednesday that is worth 20% of our grade. i didn't finish it by then, so i didn't go to class, thinking i could come up with a good excuse (despite the teacher previously saying that he won't accept late papers). so i finished my project and today i told him that my diabetic sister got delirious that morning from not eating properly for a while, so i had to call an ambulance to take her to the emergency room. i didn't think he'd ask for proof because he hasn't done that to people in the past, but he did this time. he wanted me to bring documentation along with my project for the next class, and he'd take it without penalty then. he said the hospital would provide it if she asked. i've been doing a great job in class thus far, and i know my project would earn me a good grade. i procrastinated, and i truly regret it. because this hospital situation never actually happened, i don't know what to do. i can't admit that i was making it up because he said he doesn't trust the class in general after someone stole another student's work. the project is worth so much and i really need to earn a good grade. any ideas?
kill the bitch
Ive been having problems with people too. i left it behind the trash can in my room after using it. i usually clean it out, but i was in a hurry for a party. came home 2 days later and it ends up on my desk with a handwritten note from my mom. "you and i need to talk..." i mean it's one thing if she found it, but it still had my semen residue in it. i'm pretty good kid and have never been caught doing shit like this. i can't face my mom now and am thinking about going on a raping and then go on a high speed chase on the freeway onto oncoming traffic.
gjfm [good job fail man]
Naked Yoga classes are not sex parties or orgies. However, it wouldn't be accurate to characterize them as "non–sexual." For most gay and bisexual men, it's sexy to be naked in a room with a bunch of (often very attractive) naked men. If you attend a class, you are likely see erections—sometimes quite a few erections—perhaps even your own!
Sometimes the touch of another male can be arousing, particularly during our intimate partner positions. Sometimes the mere sight of other naked men generates sexual feelings. Some participants never get erections. Others get one or several erections during the course of a class. Others are hard for virtually the whole time they're here. Hard or soft, feeling sexual or not, participants just continue following the instructor's directions and enjoying the class.
jay is going to have a lot of catching up to do when he gets here
The VP of the company I work for is gay and he's been hitting on me for months now
He knows I am not gay but he keeps doing me favors. Should I use him for money? I am not going to let him touch me but I can ask him to buy me stuff and I am pretty sure he will. He brings me coffee every other morning. Since when does one of the highest executives in a corporation buy an IT guy his coffee every time he gets a chance? Unheard of.
He comments on my muscle every time he sees me and tells how good I look. He gives me that look, lol. I am literally laughing inside at the poor guy.
Ill just get right to it. I am a failed recovering alcoholic. I am depressed and to fight it so I can function I take Xanax, Clonopine, and Trazodone. Due to my Alcoholism it lead me to become depressed, The Alcoholism made me lose all my friends, the two that are left have girl friends and don't know how to not make someone feel like a third wheel. I know that I lost my girl friend over all this too, but that doesn't matter to me. I lost two of my close friends over seas recently. Which really hurt. All of these things including being very lonely have caused me to spiral back deeper into the bottom of the bottle.
I could go on but will not unless need be later on. I am being very serious about this I just want some opinions from people on what you would do. I have done in/out patient. I talk to a psychiatrist and psychologist but they don't help.
Anyone with any real experience with this can you give me some advice. I really want to give it a go again but I don't want to fail again. I feel like by me being so depressed and all the alcohol I can never get back onto my feet. I cant even get a job due to the 24/7 alcohol consumption again. The advice I got last time was great, so I call upon you again, where would you go from here?
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by hoshdude7
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by hoshdude7
So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck sh1t, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n sh1t. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.
Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some sh1t so i walk over, turns out some local pussy is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot sh1t, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n sh1t, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.
Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some sh1t.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My pussy dad is aways trying sh1t with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n sh1t seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a pussy to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.
Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n sh1t but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this sh1t" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my pussy dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o sh1t so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n sh1t.
Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try sh1t again. Im the man of ths house son.
that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
that's funny, because that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
did you know im friends with that dood?
that's funny, because that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck sh1t, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n sh1t. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.
Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some sh1t so i walk over, turns out some local pussy is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot sh1t, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n sh1t, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.
Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some sh1t.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My pussy dad is aways trying sh1t with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n sh1t seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a pussy to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.
Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n sh1t but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this sh1t" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my pussy dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o sh1t so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n sh1t.
Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try sh1t again. Im the man of ths house son.
I didn't know that. in real life?
but i fount out just yesterday when my homie was on his way home because he takes the buss home well once he got off the buss some foos from IMC ran up behind hem and sead fuck RL and the homie was like what so he socked the fuck out of hem that one fool got laid out on the floor so then my homie started calling out that other foo there that was from IMC but he was being a lil pussy and shit so he waited till his homie got back up from the floor then after that they both jumped my homie and then another one of there homies jumped in so it was 3 aginst one now thats some fucked up shit so just today at break we all got ready so we walked up to the IMC table and told them fuck them and all and we were about to get down with them till all the propters came and told us to leave so now we are planning on jumpping them on the way to 6th period cuz some of the homies walk past them so we are going to catch one of them slipping so we can get pay back for what they did to the homie
---------- Original message ----------
From: piiyb_i_will
Date: May 30, 2008 20:24:56
Subject: Re: bb.com
To: thegenerel
banned for posting 'troll' stories, rofl!
---------- Original message ----------
From: thegenerel
Date: May 30, 2008 18:58:17
Subject: bb.com
To: piiyb_i_will
what happened?
When I got back from my football game my mother sat me down and told me the bad news. His wife found him laying dead in front of the refrigerator with blood spilled out of his nose.
I guess all I can ask is for you guys to keep his family and wife in your prayers.
(no homo)
i know i was being really dumb for doing this, so don't bother telling me i was. anyway, my college class had a project due last wednesday that is worth 20% of our grade. i didn't finish it by then, so i didn't go to class, thinking i could come up with a good excuse (despite the teacher previously saying that he won't accept late papers). so i finished my project and today i told him that my diabetic sister got delirious that morning from not eating properly for a while, so i had to call an ambulance to take her to the emergency room. i didn't think he'd ask for proof because he hasn't done that to people in the past, but he did this time. he wanted me to bring documentation along with my project for the next class, and he'd take it without penalty then. he said the hospital would provide it if she asked. i've been doing a great job in class thus far, and i know my project would earn me a good grade. i procrastinated, and i truly regret it. because this hospital situation never actually happened, i don't know what to do. i can't admit that i was making it up because he said he doesn't trust the class in general after someone stole another student's work. the project is worth so much and i really need to earn a good grade. any ideas?
kill the bitch
Ive been having problems with people too. i left it behind the trash can in my room after using it. i usually clean it out, but i was in a hurry for a party. came home 2 days later and it ends up on my desk with a handwritten note from my mom. "you and i need to talk..." i mean it's one thing if she found it, but it still had my semen residue in it. i'm pretty good kid and have never been caught doing shit like this. i can't face my mom now and am thinking about going on a raping and then go on a high speed chase on the freeway onto oncoming traffic.
gjfm [good job fail man]
Naked Yoga classes are not sex parties or orgies. However, it wouldn't be accurate to characterize them as "non–sexual." For most gay and bisexual men, it's sexy to be naked in a room with a bunch of (often very attractive) naked men. If you attend a class, you are likely see erections—sometimes quite a few erections—perhaps even your own!
Sometimes the touch of another male can be arousing, particularly during our intimate partner positions. Sometimes the mere sight of other naked men generates sexual feelings. Some participants never get erections. Others get one or several erections during the course of a class. Others are hard for virtually the whole time they're here. Hard or soft, feeling sexual or not, participants just continue following the instructor's directions and enjoying the class.
jay is going to have a lot of catching up to do when he gets here
The VP of the company I work for is gay and he's been hitting on me for months now
He knows I am not gay but he keeps doing me favors. Should I use him for money? I am not going to let him touch me but I can ask him to buy me stuff and I am pretty sure he will. He brings me coffee every other morning. Since when does one of the highest executives in a corporation buy an IT guy his coffee every time he gets a chance? Unheard of.
He comments on my muscle every time he sees me and tells how good I look. He gives me that look, lol. I am literally laughing inside at the poor guy.
Ill just get right to it. I am a failed recovering alcoholic. I am depressed and to fight it so I can function I take Xanax, Clonopine, and Trazodone. Due to my Alcoholism it lead me to become depressed, The Alcoholism made me lose all my friends, the two that are left have girl friends and don't know how to not make someone feel like a third wheel. I know that I lost my girl friend over all this too, but that doesn't matter to me. I lost two of my close friends over seas recently. Which really hurt. All of these things including being very lonely have caused me to spiral back deeper into the bottom of the bottle.
I could go on but will not unless need be later on. I am being very serious about this I just want some opinions from people on what you would do. I have done in/out patient. I talk to a psychiatrist and psychologist but they don't help.
Anyone with any real experience with this can you give me some advice. I really want to give it a go again but I don't want to fail again. I feel like by me being so depressed and all the alcohol I can never get back onto my feet. I cant even get a job due to the 24/7 alcohol consumption again. The advice I got last time was great, so I call upon you again, where would you go from here?
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Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by hoshdude7
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by hoshdude7
So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck sh1t, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n sh1t. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.
Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some sh1t so i walk over, turns out some local pussy is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot sh1t, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n sh1t, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.
Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some sh1t.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My pussy dad is aways trying sh1t with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n sh1t seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a pussy to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.
Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n sh1t but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this sh1t" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my pussy dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o sh1t so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n sh1t.
Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try sh1t again. Im the man of ths house son.
that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
that's funny, because that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
did you know im friends with that dood?
that's funny, because that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck sh1t, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n sh1t. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.
Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some sh1t so i walk over, turns out some local pussy is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot sh1t, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n sh1t, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.
Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some sh1t.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My pussy dad is aways trying sh1t with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n sh1t seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a pussy to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.
Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n sh1t but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this sh1t" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my pussy dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o sh1t so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n sh1t.
Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try sh1t again. Im the man of ths house son.
I didn't know that. in real life?
but i fount out just yesterday when my homie was on his way home because he takes the buss home well once he got off the buss some foos from IMC ran up behind hem and sead fuck RL and the homie was like what so he socked the fuck out of hem that one fool got laid out on the floor so then my homie started calling out that other foo there that was from IMC but he was being a lil pussy and shit so he waited till his homie got back up from the floor then after that they both jumped my homie and then another one of there homies jumped in so it was 3 aginst one now thats some fucked up shit so just today at break we all got ready so we walked up to the IMC table and told them fuck them and all and we were about to get down with them till all the propters came and told us to leave so now we are planning on jumpping them on the way to 6th period cuz some of the homies walk past them so we are going to catch one of them slipping so we can get pay back for what they did to the homie
---------- Original message ----------
From: piiyb_i_will
Date: May 30, 2008 20:24:56
Subject: Re: bb.com
To: thegenerel
banned for posting 'troll' stories, rofl!
---------- Original message ----------
From: thegenerel
Date: May 30, 2008 18:58:17
Subject: bb.com
To: piiyb_i_will
what happened?
When I got back from my football game my mother sat me down and told me the bad news. His wife found him laying dead in front of the refrigerator with blood spilled out of his nose.
I guess all I can ask is for you guys to keep his family and wife in your prayers.
(no homo)
i know i was being really dumb for doing this, so don't bother telling me i was. anyway, my college class had a project due last wednesday that is worth 20% of our grade. i didn't finish it by then, so i didn't go to class, thinking i could come up with a good excuse (despite the teacher previously saying that he won't accept late papers). so i finished my project and today i told him that my diabetic sister got delirious that morning from not eating properly for a while, so i had to call an ambulance to take her to the emergency room. i didn't think he'd ask for proof because he hasn't done that to people in the past, but he did this time. he wanted me to bring documentation along with my project for the next class, and he'd take it without penalty then. he said the hospital would provide it if she asked. i've been doing a great job in class thus far, and i know my project would earn me a good grade. i procrastinated, and i truly regret it. because this hospital situation never actually happened, i don't know what to do. i can't admit that i was making it up because he said he doesn't trust the class in general after someone stole another student's work. the project is worth so much and i really need to earn a good grade. any ideas?
kill the bitch
Ive been having problems with people too. i left it behind the trash can in my room after using it. i usually clean it out, but i was in a hurry for a party. came home 2 days later and it ends up on my desk with a handwritten note from my mom. "you and i need to talk..." i mean it's one thing if she found it, but it still had my semen residue in it. i'm pretty good kid and have never been caught doing shit like this. i can't face my mom now and am thinking about going on a raping and then go on a high speed chase on the freeway onto oncoming traffic.
gjfm [good job fail man]
Naked Yoga classes are not sex parties or orgies. However, it wouldn't be accurate to characterize them as "non–sexual." For most gay and bisexual men, it's sexy to be naked in a room with a bunch of (often very attractive) naked men. If you attend a class, you are likely see erections—sometimes quite a few erections—perhaps even your own!
Sometimes the touch of another male can be arousing, particularly during our intimate partner positions. Sometimes the mere sight of other naked men generates sexual feelings. Some participants never get erections. Others get one or several erections during the course of a class. Others are hard for virtually the whole time they're here. Hard or soft, feeling sexual or not, participants just continue following the instructor's directions and enjoying the class.
jay is going to have a lot of catching up to do when he gets here
The VP of the company I work for is gay and he's been hitting on me for months now
He knows I am not gay but he keeps doing me favors. Should I use him for money? I am not going to let him touch me but I can ask him to buy me stuff and I am pretty sure he will. He brings me coffee every other morning. Since when does one of the highest executives in a corporation buy an IT guy his coffee every time he gets a chance? Unheard of.
He comments on my muscle every time he sees me and tells how good I look. He gives me that look, lol. I am literally laughing inside at the poor guy.
Ill just get right to it. I am a failed recovering alcoholic. I am depressed and to fight it so I can function I take Xanax, Clonopine, and Trazodone. Due to my Alcoholism it lead me to become depressed, The Alcoholism made me lose all my friends, the two that are left have girl friends and don't know how to not make someone feel like a third wheel. I know that I lost my girl friend over all this too, but that doesn't matter to me. I lost two of my close friends over seas recently. Which really hurt. All of these things including being very lonely have caused me to spiral back deeper into the bottom of the bottle.
I could go on but will not unless need be later on. I am being very serious about this I just want some opinions from people on what you would do. I have done in/out patient. I talk to a psychiatrist and psychologist but they don't help.
Anyone with any real experience with this can you give me some advice. I really want to give it a go again but I don't want to fail again. I feel like by me being so depressed and all the alcohol I can never get back onto my feet. I cant even get a job due to the 24/7 alcohol consumption again. The advice I got last time was great, so I call upon you again, where would you go from here?
I have a neighbor by the name of bob who has been living to the right of my house for about 5 years now. Bob doesn't really speak much to me, we say the occasional hello, or how's the weather. Bob and his wife ( with the exception of their teenage daughter) aren't very social and most of the time run back into their house whenever I get home. Some times Bob will end up in my front yard when I get home and to which he runs back to his house upon seeing my headlights. Friday morning I saw Bob and his wife talking on their front patio. I walked over and greeted them with a slight smile and explained to them I would be gone for the weekend so it would be nice if they could just keep an eye out for my house. Bob was silent for a few moments and then uttered an ok with a slight grin. I told them I appreciate it and left for my car. I drove to San fransico and partied with some freinds until Saturday afternoon I got a business call for me to come home early. Reluctantly I drove home.
I arrived in Santa Barbara that evening. There was nothing that could have prepared me for what I was about to experience. What I was about to experience blinded me with horrid pictures of fright for all eternity. I pulled into my driveway with my head lights on and pressed the garage door opener. As the door door quickly opened I layed my eyes on a sick sight. Bob my neighbor was masturbating furiously on my work table with his pants around his ankles. His face was beet red and when he saw my headlights and his face froze. Chills ran down my spine and my stomach got woosy. With a jolt from his leg he tripped over his pants and landed back first into some metal paint cans. He sat their silent sprawled all over the floor with his dick STILL in his hand, with a belly full of mess covering him, and a "you caught me in the cookie jar" look on his face. I got out of my car and gagged which caused throw up to go up my esophagus but I pushed it down. It tasted like the lunch I had earlier. He stood up without saying a word and wobbled like a penguin out of my garage with his pants still around his ankles. I stood their standing in that same position for about 20 minutes before I realized what had just happened.
I don't know if this man had done this before. I don't know if this man had done this in my kitchen or living room before. I did know one thing though and that was that I was going to fuck his daughter for this.
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by hoshdude7
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by hoshdude7
So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck sh1t, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n sh1t. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.
Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some sh1t so i walk over, turns out some local pussy is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot sh1t, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n sh1t, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.
Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some sh1t.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My pussy dad is aways trying sh1t with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n sh1t seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a pussy to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.
Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n sh1t but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this sh1t" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my pussy dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o sh1t so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n sh1t.
Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try sh1t again. Im the man of ths house son.
that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
that's funny, because that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
did you know im friends with that dood?
that's funny, because that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck sh1t, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n sh1t. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.
Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some sh1t so i walk over, turns out some local pussy is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot sh1t, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n sh1t, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.
Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some sh1t.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My pussy dad is aways trying sh1t with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n sh1t seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a pussy to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.
Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n sh1t but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this sh1t" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my pussy dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o sh1t so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n sh1t.
Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try sh1t again. Im the man of ths house son.
I didn't know that. in real life?
but i fount out just yesterday when my homie was on his way home because he takes the buss home well once he got off the buss some foos from IMC ran up behind hem and sead fuck RL and the homie was like what so he socked the fuck out of hem that one fool got laid out on the floor so then my homie started calling out that other foo there that was from IMC but he was being a lil pussy and shit so he waited till his homie got back up from the floor then after that they both jumped my homie and then another one of there homies jumped in so it was 3 aginst one now thats some fucked up shit so just today at break we all got ready so we walked up to the IMC table and told them fuck them and all and we were about to get down with them till all the propters came and told us to leave so now we are planning on jumpping them on the way to 6th period cuz some of the homies walk past them so we are going to catch one of them slipping so we can get pay back for what they did to the homie
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From: piiyb_i_will
Date: May 30, 2008 20:24:56
Subject: Re: bb.com
To: thegenerel
banned for posting 'troll' stories, rofl!
---------- Original message ----------
From: thegenerel
Date: May 30, 2008 18:58:17
Subject: bb.com
To: piiyb_i_will
what happened?
When I got back from my football game my mother sat me down and told me the bad news. His wife found him laying dead in front of the refrigerator with blood spilled out of his nose.
I guess all I can ask is for you guys to keep his family and wife in your prayers.
(no homo)
i know i was being really dumb for doing this, so don't bother telling me i was. anyway, my college class had a project due last wednesday that is worth 20% of our grade. i didn't finish it by then, so i didn't go to class, thinking i could come up with a good excuse (despite the teacher previously saying that he won't accept late papers). so i finished my project and today i told him that my diabetic sister got delirious that morning from not eating properly for a while, so i had to call an ambulance to take her to the emergency room. i didn't think he'd ask for proof because he hasn't done that to people in the past, but he did this time. he wanted me to bring documentation along with my project for the next class, and he'd take it without penalty then. he said the hospital would provide it if she asked. i've been doing a great job in class thus far, and i know my project would earn me a good grade. i procrastinated, and i truly regret it. because this hospital situation never actually happened, i don't know what to do. i can't admit that i was making it up because he said he doesn't trust the class in general after someone stole another student's work. the project is worth so much and i really need to earn a good grade. any ideas?
kill the bitch
Ive been having problems with people too. i left it behind the trash can in my room after using it. i usually clean it out, but i was in a hurry for a party. came home 2 days later and it ends up on my desk with a handwritten note from my mom. "you and i need to talk..." i mean it's one thing if she found it, but it still had my semen residue in it. i'm pretty good kid and have never been caught doing shit like this. i can't face my mom now and am thinking about going on a raping and then go on a high speed chase on the freeway onto oncoming traffic.
gjfm [good job fail man]
Naked Yoga classes are not sex parties or orgies. However, it wouldn't be accurate to characterize them as "non–sexual." For most gay and bisexual men, it's sexy to be naked in a room with a bunch of (often very attractive) naked men. If you attend a class, you are likely see erections—sometimes quite a few erections—perhaps even your own!
Sometimes the touch of another male can be arousing, particularly during our intimate partner positions. Sometimes the mere sight of other naked men generates sexual feelings. Some participants never get erections. Others get one or several erections during the course of a class. Others are hard for virtually the whole time they're here. Hard or soft, feeling sexual or not, participants just continue following the instructor's directions and enjoying the class.
jay is going to have a lot of catching up to do when he gets here
The VP of the company I work for is gay and he's been hitting on me for months now
He knows I am not gay but he keeps doing me favors. Should I use him for money? I am not going to let him touch me but I can ask him to buy me stuff and I am pretty sure he will. He brings me coffee every other morning. Since when does one of the highest executives in a corporation buy an IT guy his coffee every time he gets a chance? Unheard of.
He comments on my muscle every time he sees me and tells how good I look. He gives me that look, lol. I am literally laughing inside at the poor guy.
Ill just get right to it. I am a failed recovering alcoholic. I am depressed and to fight it so I can function I take Xanax, Clonopine, and Trazodone. Due to my Alcoholism it lead me to become depressed, The Alcoholism made me lose all my friends, the two that are left have girl friends and don't know how to not make someone feel like a third wheel. I know that I lost my girl friend over all this too, but that doesn't matter to me. I lost two of my close friends over seas recently. Which really hurt. All of these things including being very lonely have caused me to spiral back deeper into the bottom of the bottle.
I could go on but will not unless need be later on. I am being very serious about this I just want some opinions from people on what you would do. I have done in/out patient. I talk to a psychiatrist and psychologist but they don't help.
Anyone with any real experience with this can you give me some advice. I really want to give it a go again but I don't want to fail again. I feel like by me being so depressed and all the alcohol I can never get back onto my feet. I cant even get a job due to the 24/7 alcohol consumption again. The advice I got last time was great, so I call upon you again, where would you go from here?
I have a neighbor by the name of bob who has been living to the right of my house for about 5 years now. Bob doesn't really speak much to me, we say the occasional hello, or how's the weather. Bob and his wife ( with the exception of their teenage daughter) aren't very social and most of the time run back into their house whenever I get home. Some times Bob will end up in my front yard when I get home and to which he runs back to his house upon seeing my headlights. Friday morning I saw Bob and his wife talking on their front patio. I walked over and greeted them with a slight smile and explained to them I would be gone for the weekend so it would be nice if they could just keep an eye out for my house. Bob was silent for a few moments and then uttered an ok with a slight grin. I told them I appreciate it and left for my car. I drove to San fransico and partied with some freinds until Saturday afternoon I got a business call for me to come home early. Reluctantly I drove home.
I arrived in Santa Barbara that evening. There was nothing that could have prepared me for what I was about to experience. What I was about to experience blinded me with horrid pictures of fright for all eternity. I pulled into my driveway with my head lights on and pressed the garage door opener. As the door door quickly opened I layed my eyes on a sick sight. Bob my neighbor was masturbating furiously on my work table with his pants around his ankles. His face was beet red and when he saw my headlights and his face froze. Chills ran down my spine and my stomach got woosy. With a jolt from his leg he tripped over his pants and landed back first into some metal paint cans. He sat their silent sprawled all over the floor with his dick STILL in his hand, with a belly full of mess covering him, and a "you caught me in the cookie jar" look on his face. I got out of my car and gagged which caused throw up to go up my esophagus but I pushed it down. It tasted like the lunch I had earlier. He stood up without saying a word and wobbled like a penguin out of my garage with his pants still around his ankles. I stood their standing in that same position for about 20 minutes before I realized what had just happened.
I don't know if this man had done this before. I don't know if this man had done this in my kitchen or living room before. I did know one thing though and that was that I was going to fuck his daughter for this.
thegenerel
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Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by hoshdude7
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by piiyb_i_will
Originally posted by thegenerel
Originally posted by hoshdude7
So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck sh1t, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n sh1t. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.
Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some sh1t so i walk over, turns out some local pussy is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot sh1t, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n sh1t, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.
Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some sh1t.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My pussy dad is aways trying sh1t with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n sh1t seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a pussy to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.
Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n sh1t but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this sh1t" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my pussy dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o sh1t so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n sh1t.
Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try sh1t again. Im the man of ths house son.
that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
that's funny, because that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
did you know im friends with that dood?
that's funny, because that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck sh1t, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n sh1t. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.
Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some sh1t so i walk over, turns out some local pussy is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot sh1t, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n sh1t, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.
Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some sh1t.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My pussy dad is aways trying sh1t with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n sh1t seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a pussy to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.
Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n sh1t but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this sh1t" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my pussy dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o sh1t so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n sh1t.
Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try sh1t again. Im the man of ths house son.
I didn't know that. in real life?
but i fount out just yesterday when my homie was on his way home because he takes the buss home well once he got off the buss some foos from IMC ran up behind hem and sead fuck RL and the homie was like what so he socked the fuck out of hem that one fool got laid out on the floor so then my homie started calling out that other foo there that was from IMC but he was being a lil pussy and shit so he waited till his homie got back up from the floor then after that they both jumped my homie and then another one of there homies jumped in so it was 3 aginst one now thats some fucked up shit so just today at break we all got ready so we walked up to the IMC table and told them fuck them and all and we were about to get down with them till all the propters came and told us to leave so now we are planning on jumpping them on the way to 6th period cuz some of the homies walk past them so we are going to catch one of them slipping so we can get pay back for what they did to the homie
---------- Original message ----------
From: piiyb_i_will
Date: May 30, 2008 20:24:56
Subject: Re: bb.com
To: thegenerel
banned for posting 'troll' stories, rofl!
---------- Original message ----------
From: thegenerel
Date: May 30, 2008 18:58:17
Subject: bb.com
To: piiyb_i_will
what happened?
When I got back from my football game my mother sat me down and told me the bad news. His wife found him laying dead in front of the refrigerator with blood spilled out of his nose.
I guess all I can ask is for you guys to keep his family and wife in your prayers.
(no homo)
i know i was being really dumb for doing this, so don't bother telling me i was. anyway, my college class had a project due last wednesday that is worth 20% of our grade. i didn't finish it by then, so i didn't go to class, thinking i could come up with a good excuse (despite the teacher previously saying that he won't accept late papers). so i finished my project and today i told him that my diabetic sister got delirious that morning from not eating properly for a while, so i had to call an ambulance to take her to the emergency room. i didn't think he'd ask for proof because he hasn't done that to people in the past, but he did this time. he wanted me to bring documentation along with my project for the next class, and he'd take it without penalty then. he said the hospital would provide it if she asked. i've been doing a great job in class thus far, and i know my project would earn me a good grade. i procrastinated, and i truly regret it. because this hospital situation never actually happened, i don't know what to do. i can't admit that i was making it up because he said he doesn't trust the class in general after someone stole another student's work. the project is worth so much and i really need to earn a good grade. any ideas?
kill the bitch
Ive been having problems with people too. i left it behind the trash can in my room after using it. i usually clean it out, but i was in a hurry for a party. came home 2 days later and it ends up on my desk with a handwritten note from my mom. "you and i need to talk..." i mean it's one thing if she found it, but it still had my semen residue in it. i'm pretty good kid and have never been caught doing shit like this. i can't face my mom now and am thinking about going on a raping and then go on a high speed chase on the freeway onto oncoming traffic.
gjfm [good job fail man]
Naked Yoga classes are not sex parties or orgies. However, it wouldn't be accurate to characterize them as "non–sexual." For most gay and bisexual men, it's sexy to be naked in a room with a bunch of (often very attractive) naked men. If you attend a class, you are likely see erections—sometimes quite a few erections—perhaps even your own!
Sometimes the touch of another male can be arousing, particularly during our intimate partner positions. Sometimes the mere sight of other naked men generates sexual feelings. Some participants never get erections. Others get one or several erections during the course of a class. Others are hard for virtually the whole time they're here. Hard or soft, feeling sexual or not, participants just continue following the instructor's directions and enjoying the class.
jay is going to have a lot of catching up to do when he gets here
The VP of the company I work for is gay and he's been hitting on me for months now
He knows I am not gay but he keeps doing me favors. Should I use him for money? I am not going to let him touch me but I can ask him to buy me stuff and I am pretty sure he will. He brings me coffee every other morning. Since when does one of the highest executives in a corporation buy an IT guy his coffee every time he gets a chance? Unheard of.
He comments on my muscle every time he sees me and tells how good I look. He gives me that look, lol. I am literally laughing inside at the poor guy.
Ill just get right to it. I am a failed recovering alcoholic. I am depressed and to fight it so I can function I take Xanax, Clonopine, and Trazodone. Due to my Alcoholism it lead me to become depressed, The Alcoholism made me lose all my friends, the two that are left have girl friends and don't know how to not make someone feel like a third wheel. I know that I lost my girl friend over all this too, but that doesn't matter to me. I lost two of my close friends over seas recently. Which really hurt. All of these things including being very lonely have caused me to spiral back deeper into the bottom of the bottle.
I could go on but will not unless need be later on. I am being very serious about this I just want some opinions from people on what you would do. I have done in/out patient. I talk to a psychiatrist and psychologist but they don't help.
Anyone with any real experience with this can you give me some advice. I really want to give it a go again but I don't want to fail again. I feel like by me being so depressed and all the alcohol I can never get back onto my feet. I cant even get a job due to the 24/7 alcohol consumption again. The advice I got last time was great, so I call upon you again, where would you go from here?
I have a neighbor by the name of bob who has been living to the right of my house for about 5 years now. Bob doesn't really speak much to me, we say the occasional hello, or how's the weather. Bob and his wife ( with the exception of their teenage daughter) aren't very social and most of the time run back into their house whenever I get home. Some times Bob will end up in my front yard when I get home and to which he runs back to his house upon seeing my headlights. Friday morning I saw Bob and his wife talking on their front patio. I walked over and greeted them with a slight smile and explained to them I would be gone for the weekend so it would be nice if they could just keep an eye out for my house. Bob was silent for a few moments and then uttered an ok with a slight grin. I told them I appreciate it and left for my car. I drove to San fransico and partied with some freinds until Saturday afternoon I got a business call for me to come home early. Reluctantly I drove home.
I arrived in Santa Barbara that evening. There was nothing that could have prepared me for what I was about to experience. What I was about to experience blinded me with horrid pictures of fright for all eternity. I pulled into my driveway with my head lights on and pressed the garage door opener. As the door door quickly opened I layed my eyes on a sick sight. Bob my neighbor was masturbating furiously on my work table with his pants around his ankles. His face was beet red and when he saw my headlights and his face froze. Chills ran down my spine and my stomach got woosy. With a jolt from his leg he tripped over his pants and landed back first into some metal paint cans. He sat their silent sprawled all over the floor with his dick STILL in his hand, with a belly full of mess covering him, and a "you caught me in the cookie jar" look on his face. I got out of my car and gagged which caused throw up to go up my esophagus but I pushed it down. It tasted like the lunch I had earlier. He stood up without saying a word and wobbled like a penguin out of my garage with his pants still around his ankles. I stood their standing in that same position for about 20 minutes before I realized what had just happened.
I don't know if this man had done this before. I don't know if this man had done this in my kitchen or living room before. I did know one thing though and that was that I was going to fuck his daughter for this.
Yes...here is my report.
Called Frank to confirm what time i was comming. Got to the hotel, Frank had a guy working the door. Gave him my email address and he confirmed I was the guy in the picture I sent them when I inquired about joining them. I paid the $10 dollars to help with the expenses.
About 15 guys there, age range from 22 to 45, I would guess. Frank was sitting by the bed with jenna naked. Frank directed all of the action and jenna also was too, but she was going too crazy with all of the co*k around and got crazy where she didnt know which way to go!
I went into the bathroom and took my clothes off and stored them in a bag I brought with me. I took a towel a cut a hole in the middle like Mike Tyson and put on the shower cap that was in the bathroom. I came out a screamed I'll fuk anything that moves!(serious) Frank pulled me aside and had a talk with me that he didn't want any trouble. I explained to him that I am a freak of nature and would not cause any trouble. We actually got along well and he enjoyed the fact that jenna was diggin me.
Some of the young guys were very funny. I forgot how green i was at that age, so I was telling them to relax and not worry about performing in front of people etc. I banged all three inputs of Jenna. I did not participate in any double penetration sessions because of my prior bad experience. I wish I could see myself going to town with my outfit on.
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So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck sh1t, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n sh1t. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.
Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some sh1t so i walk over, turns out some local pussy is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot sh1t, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n sh1t, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.
Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some sh1t.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My pussy dad is aways trying sh1t with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n sh1t seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a pussy to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.
Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n sh1t but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this sh1t" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my pussy dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o sh1t so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n sh1t.
Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try sh1t again. Im the man of ths house son.
that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
that's funny, because that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
did you know im friends with that dood?
that's funny, because that is the one and only mr angry
http://goallineblitz.com/game/player.pl?player_id=81101
http://miscipedia.net/<--searchformrangry
So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck sh1t, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n sh1t. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.
Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some sh1t so i walk over, turns out some local pussy is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot sh1t, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n sh1t, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.
Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some sh1t.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My pussy dad is aways trying sh1t with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n sh1t seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a pussy to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.
Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n sh1t but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this sh1t" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my pussy dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o sh1t so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n sh1t.
Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try sh1t again. Im the man of ths house son.
I didn't know that. in real life?
but i fount out just yesterday when my homie was on his way home because he takes the buss home well once he got off the buss some foos from IMC ran up behind hem and sead fuck RL and the homie was like what so he socked the fuck out of hem that one fool got laid out on the floor so then my homie started calling out that other foo there that was from IMC but he was being a lil pussy and shit so he waited till his homie got back up from the floor then after that they both jumped my homie and then another one of there homies jumped in so it was 3 aginst one now thats some fucked up shit so just today at break we all got ready so we walked up to the IMC table and told them fuck them and all and we were about to get down with them till all the propters came and told us to leave so now we are planning on jumpping them on the way to 6th period cuz some of the homies walk past them so we are going to catch one of them slipping so we can get pay back for what they did to the homie
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From: piiyb_i_will
Date: May 30, 2008 20:24:56
Subject: Re: bb.com
To: thegenerel
banned for posting 'troll' stories, rofl!
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From: thegenerel
Date: May 30, 2008 18:58:17
Subject: bb.com
To: piiyb_i_will
what happened?
When I got back from my football game my mother sat me down and told me the bad news. His wife found him laying dead in front of the refrigerator with blood spilled out of his nose.
I guess all I can ask is for you guys to keep his family and wife in your prayers.
(no homo)
i know i was being really dumb for doing this, so don't bother telling me i was. anyway, my college class had a project due last wednesday that is worth 20% of our grade. i didn't finish it by then, so i didn't go to class, thinking i could come up with a good excuse (despite the teacher previously saying that he won't accept late papers). so i finished my project and today i told him that my diabetic sister got delirious that morning from not eating properly for a while, so i had to call an ambulance to take her to the emergency room. i didn't think he'd ask for proof because he hasn't done that to people in the past, but he did this time. he wanted me to bring documentation along with my project for the next class, and he'd take it without penalty then. he said the hospital would provide it if she asked. i've been doing a great job in class thus far, and i know my project would earn me a good grade. i procrastinated, and i truly regret it. because this hospital situation never actually happened, i don't know what to do. i can't admit that i was making it up because he said he doesn't trust the class in general after someone stole another student's work. the project is worth so much and i really need to earn a good grade. any ideas?
kill the bitch
Ive been having problems with people too. i left it behind the trash can in my room after using it. i usually clean it out, but i was in a hurry for a party. came home 2 days later and it ends up on my desk with a handwritten note from my mom. "you and i need to talk..." i mean it's one thing if she found it, but it still had my semen residue in it. i'm pretty good kid and have never been caught doing shit like this. i can't face my mom now and am thinking about going on a raping and then go on a high speed chase on the freeway onto oncoming traffic.
gjfm [good job fail man]
Naked Yoga classes are not sex parties or orgies. However, it wouldn't be accurate to characterize them as "non–sexual." For most gay and bisexual men, it's sexy to be naked in a room with a bunch of (often very attractive) naked men. If you attend a class, you are likely see erections—sometimes quite a few erections—perhaps even your own!
Sometimes the touch of another male can be arousing, particularly during our intimate partner positions. Sometimes the mere sight of other naked men generates sexual feelings. Some participants never get erections. Others get one or several erections during the course of a class. Others are hard for virtually the whole time they're here. Hard or soft, feeling sexual or not, participants just continue following the instructor's directions and enjoying the class.
jay is going to have a lot of catching up to do when he gets here
The VP of the company I work for is gay and he's been hitting on me for months now
He knows I am not gay but he keeps doing me favors. Should I use him for money? I am not going to let him touch me but I can ask him to buy me stuff and I am pretty sure he will. He brings me coffee every other morning. Since when does one of the highest executives in a corporation buy an IT guy his coffee every time he gets a chance? Unheard of.
He comments on my muscle every time he sees me and tells how good I look. He gives me that look, lol. I am literally laughing inside at the poor guy.
Ill just get right to it. I am a failed recovering alcoholic. I am depressed and to fight it so I can function I take Xanax, Clonopine, and Trazodone. Due to my Alcoholism it lead me to become depressed, The Alcoholism made me lose all my friends, the two that are left have girl friends and don't know how to not make someone feel like a third wheel. I know that I lost my girl friend over all this too, but that doesn't matter to me. I lost two of my close friends over seas recently. Which really hurt. All of these things including being very lonely have caused me to spiral back deeper into the bottom of the bottle.
I could go on but will not unless need be later on. I am being very serious about this I just want some opinions from people on what you would do. I have done in/out patient. I talk to a psychiatrist and psychologist but they don't help.
Anyone with any real experience with this can you give me some advice. I really want to give it a go again but I don't want to fail again. I feel like by me being so depressed and all the alcohol I can never get back onto my feet. I cant even get a job due to the 24/7 alcohol consumption again. The advice I got last time was great, so I call upon you again, where would you go from here?
I have a neighbor by the name of bob who has been living to the right of my house for about 5 years now. Bob doesn't really speak much to me, we say the occasional hello, or how's the weather. Bob and his wife ( with the exception of their teenage daughter) aren't very social and most of the time run back into their house whenever I get home. Some times Bob will end up in my front yard when I get home and to which he runs back to his house upon seeing my headlights. Friday morning I saw Bob and his wife talking on their front patio. I walked over and greeted them with a slight smile and explained to them I would be gone for the weekend so it would be nice if they could just keep an eye out for my house. Bob was silent for a few moments and then uttered an ok with a slight grin. I told them I appreciate it and left for my car. I drove to San fransico and partied with some freinds until Saturday afternoon I got a business call for me to come home early. Reluctantly I drove home.
I arrived in Santa Barbara that evening. There was nothing that could have prepared me for what I was about to experience. What I was about to experience blinded me with horrid pictures of fright for all eternity. I pulled into my driveway with my head lights on and pressed the garage door opener. As the door door quickly opened I layed my eyes on a sick sight. Bob my neighbor was masturbating furiously on my work table with his pants around his ankles. His face was beet red and when he saw my headlights and his face froze. Chills ran down my spine and my stomach got woosy. With a jolt from his leg he tripped over his pants and landed back first into some metal paint cans. He sat their silent sprawled all over the floor with his dick STILL in his hand, with a belly full of mess covering him, and a "you caught me in the cookie jar" look on his face. I got out of my car and gagged which caused throw up to go up my esophagus but I pushed it down. It tasted like the lunch I had earlier. He stood up without saying a word and wobbled like a penguin out of my garage with his pants still around his ankles. I stood their standing in that same position for about 20 minutes before I realized what had just happened.
I don't know if this man had done this before. I don't know if this man had done this in my kitchen or living room before. I did know one thing though and that was that I was going to fuck his daughter for this.
Yes...here is my report.
Called Frank to confirm what time i was comming. Got to the hotel, Frank had a guy working the door. Gave him my email address and he confirmed I was the guy in the picture I sent them when I inquired about joining them. I paid the $10 dollars to help with the expenses.
About 15 guys there, age range from 22 to 45, I would guess. Frank was sitting by the bed with jenna naked. Frank directed all of the action and jenna also was too, but she was going too crazy with all of the co*k around and got crazy where she didnt know which way to go!
I went into the bathroom and took my clothes off and stored them in a bag I brought with me. I took a towel a cut a hole in the middle like Mike Tyson and put on the shower cap that was in the bathroom. I came out a screamed I'll fuk anything that moves!(serious) Frank pulled me aside and had a talk with me that he didn't want any trouble. I explained to him that I am a freak of nature and would not cause any trouble. We actually got along well and he enjoyed the fact that jenna was diggin me.
Some of the young guys were very funny. I forgot how green i was at that age, so I was telling them to relax and not worry about performing in front of people etc. I banged all three inputs of Jenna. I did not participate in any double penetration sessions because of my prior bad experience. I wish I could see myself going to town with my outfit on.
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