The Random Galt & Gonzo Childhood Memories Thread

[Luna]

BTW: fuckin 10 people logged in for the last hour and 3 motherfuckers posting, you fuckin vouyer motherfuckers.

we're just clogging up the server with meaningless PMs.

[Hawt Baux]

Remeber i thought i had an STD and you had to ask Dr. Dino?

That was both fun and not uncomfortable at all!

[Mad]

How the hell does a bent cock give you a kidney infection?

[Hawt Baux]

It wasn't fromt hat specifically i dont think..anyways, it was a UTI that i wasn't fully aware of until it started spreading to my kidney and i was pissing blood and doubled over with abdominal pain.

[drusilla]

if things get hit in certain areas it can be bad news for some chicks. i am one of them. its not fun.

[Mad]

I did hit one gf's overy, the pain on her face was not good.

Another reason why I stopped dating them 105 lb woman, too thin where it counts.

[Hawt Baux]

It ruins things when little stuff like that happens.

[Galt]

It must be Oscar season. No one comes forward with good threads until they are sure it will get considered for "thread of the year"

[GonzoStyle]

Yeah one time I had a girl be all like "ouch hold on!!" and my ego like inflated 100x cause I was like "oh man, my cock like hurt the bitch".

turns out her cunt was just drier than lunas sense of humor, so she told me to go down on her.

good thing too, cause my cock deflated quicker than my ego.

[Abster]

I'm still perplexed by the Cadbury Egg reference.

[drusilla]

where was that?

[GonzoStyle]

I'm still perplexed by the Cadbury Egg reference.

she's stupid

[Abster]

where was that?

back a ways before all the good stuff. But it's been on my mind and kinda took something away from all the other stuff.

[Abster]

I'm still perplexed by the Cadbury Egg reference.

she's stupid

I'm sure it has some significance. I just can't for the life of me figure out what.

[HedCold]

shes hard on the outside but gooey on the inside?

[Hawt Baux]

Her brain is like melted sugar and she tastes like shit?

[Abster]

Yeah, see I wasn't coming up with anything remotely hot either.

[Black Lazerus]

Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.

[Black Lazerus]

Ok i had to be about 8 years old and at camp for the summer. we were out on a hike and i remeber getting seperated from the group and was wandering around. i haer a sudeen noise like an animal noise and i take off runnin . i run smack dab into a bees nest so they start attacking me sting and i am swating them away on of the counslers hears me scream and comes running so she shows up and i let out this primal scream while i have 2 fists full of bees . she completley freeks out grabs me up and i get rushed to the hospital. i had gotten stung about 50 times and they didn't know if i was going to make it for a while. but i did.. the end

[GonzoStyle]

Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.

I expect something like this from Jack, for shame.