I am muslim and damnit i Love bacon.
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youngnastyman wroteForbidden fruit syndrome.I am muslim and damnit i Love bacon.
Ha! There is some guy in New Orleans who jogs up and down St. Charles Ave. in his kilt!! Needless to say he gets a lot of stares but I think that's what he's after...
I've seen men in kilts it's the least gayest of men's skirts.
youngnastyman wroteWrong threadI am muslim and damnit i Love bacon.
upstatedoc wroteActually that is a legitimate confession, carry-on.youngnastyman wroteWrong threadI am muslim and damnit i Love bacon.
squishy wroteYup I have the balls in this marriage.Lups is my wife
I'm a woman
Never Convicted wroteI laughed for real! Many family members of mine have worked hard for their slots in heaven. I would never risk an eternity with them. If my belief of no god is wrong, I hope I won't be stuck with themLups is definitely going to Hell.
Speaking of which, before I stopped being Catholic, I'd go to confession and make up sins I committed. What was I supposed to do? Remember all that shit?
youngnastyman wroteNigisI am muslim and damnit i Love bacon.
When I was in Vegas I dated a girl less than half my age. It was good for three weeks then 
Try mine.
1. I called regulatory agencies on my former companies before. They still don't know who did it.
2. I "legally" shorted one of the company I use to work with.
3. I secretly acted (legally and ethically) so that this small company will have a huge financial problem, and try to buy the company from general partners and the president. 4 years later, i sent them a proposal and they called me. It went down south so quick that I ended up give up on acquiring it.
Gosh, i am so evil...
1. I called regulatory agencies on my former companies before. They still don't know who did it.
2. I "legally" shorted one of the company I use to work with.
3. I secretly acted (legally and ethically) so that this small company will have a huge financial problem, and try to buy the company from general partners and the president. 4 years later, i sent them a proposal and they called me. It went down south so quick that I ended up give up on acquiring it.
Gosh, i am so evil...
808@702 wroteBuahahaWhen I was in Vegas I dated a girl less than half my age. It was good for three weeks then
Dude you know you're old when that's legal.
I plead the Fifth.
You will not get a confession out of me!
You will not get a confession out of me!
I have an amazing private pron collection. If my phone was ever lost or stolen, I'd probably be branded a perv.
I saw a man walking on the highway yesterday
He looked like a bitch
He looked like a bitch
In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog. When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I went nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out. But the worst thing I ever done, I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
chillbil79 wroteHahahaha.... that last story just made my day. Thanks dude for the laugh.In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog. When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I went nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out. But the worst thing I ever done, I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
Repoman wrotechillbil79 wroteHahahaha.... that last story just made my day. Thanks dude for the laugh.In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog. When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I went nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out. But the worst thing I ever done, I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
Back in HS, we use to mess with the girls, and they would mess with us back.
Well, one girl dyed tamps red and put them all over my car after I just had a wonderful $500 paint job from Maaco. So during the night, I went to her house and did "something" to her drivers door handle.
Never knew it was me, because we had a string of maybe 3/4 guys and girls that would prank each other. I never spoke of that day until now.
Well, one girl dyed tamps red and put them all over my car after I just had a wonderful $500 paint job from Maaco. So during the night, I went to her house and did "something" to her drivers door handle.
Never knew it was me, because we had a string of maybe 3/4 guys and girls that would prank each other. I never spoke of that day until now.
I stunk up the ladies room at a small airport once.
(Happened in the '90s; I was visiting my friend who worked there. Had eaten a bunch of hot sauce and by the time I got there, I was dying. Asked him where the men's room was. He told me to make a left into the hall and it was on the right. I did exactly that - left turn, and entered a door on the right side of the hallway.
A few minutes later, my friend knocks on the door and asks if I'm in there. I said "yes." He says "what the *uck are you doing in there?!"
I look down, see pink floor tiles and think...'oh, sh!t!'
He stalls a couple of ladies that were headed to the bathroom. I get out, and a minute or two later, we hear "Oh my God, open a window! OPEN A WINDOW!!"
My pal was laughing so hard he almost passed out.)
(Happened in the '90s; I was visiting my friend who worked there. Had eaten a bunch of hot sauce and by the time I got there, I was dying. Asked him where the men's room was. He told me to make a left into the hall and it was on the right. I did exactly that - left turn, and entered a door on the right side of the hallway.
A few minutes later, my friend knocks on the door and asks if I'm in there. I said "yes." He says "what the *uck are you doing in there?!"
I look down, see pink floor tiles and think...'oh, sh!t!'
He stalls a couple of ladies that were headed to the bathroom. I get out, and a minute or two later, we hear "Oh my God, open a window! OPEN A WINDOW!!"
My pal was laughing so hard he almost passed out.)
I actually like the way a 1 series looks...
My friend's wife got a new phone and wanted me to help her set it up. I found emails with nudes sent to random guys and told him. We're still friends (although we have to hang out away from his wife) and he's so grateful that I exposed her that he even has me in his will, but I still feel bad for the impending divorce and the fate of their 6 year old daughter.
