Posted:
#1826
I think in celebration there should be a mass punishment for all
Troubled Waters
Posted:
#1827
Right now I am flogging myself for your self banishment Iwinnar. Afterwards I will wrap myself up in a cocoon of bed sheets and bed spread to go on roof. I have already mentioned this though, what a fuck up I am, and because of this fact, I will punish myself further.
Perhaps I will set fire to a circle of trees outside and then climb up to the top of the middle tree. I will wait for the fire to get blazing real good then try to leap frog my way out of the circle of trees on fire. If not, then I will suffer severe burns before falling to the Earth. If I can make it, I will punish myself for making it. The killer bees have migrated here now and have nests in the trees. I will kick one of them and have them sting me until unconscious. I will then fall to the Earth and maybe break a couple bones. Contusions at a minimum. Self induced contusions.
Yesterday I was riding through the streets of the town I live in, staring at young Ronay. Well you can't stare at a Ronay and see what is in front of you. Unfortunately there was a logging truck in front of me that had stopped. I was going about 80 miles per hour, which is my standard speed that I do not deviate from. Unfortunately the log with the flag on it went through my window and glazed the top of my head real good. The only reason it didn't take my head off is because I lower the seat down to where I am almost laying down while driving.
Unfortunately, after the the tree glazed my head I lost consciousness and while being transported to the hospital, I mistook the ambulance and the paramedics for a team of kidnappers. I had a concussion you see and was not thinking clearly. So I jumped out the back and unfortunately i did this right as the ambulance was riding over a bridge. I fell about 70 feet into the shallow water and hit some rocks in the water. Unfortunately for me there were also rapids that took me down stream.
I washed up on shore and to my surprise, the Ronay I was looking at originally, the one that started this wild escapade, was there doing CPR on me. After I came to, she must have been really horny, and probably ovulating. I say that because she pulled my pants down and started riding me like one of those mechanical bulls! Right there in front of the stunned elderly people looking on. Unfortunately for me, right before I released into this sweet thing of beauty, some cop pulled her off of me! So on top of all that happened yesterday, I ended up with a terrible case of BLUE BALLS.
These are the things that happen to me sandals. I am a desperate man, and I just wish the copped had
Left A Tender Moment Alone
Perhaps I will set fire to a circle of trees outside and then climb up to the top of the middle tree. I will wait for the fire to get blazing real good then try to leap frog my way out of the circle of trees on fire. If not, then I will suffer severe burns before falling to the Earth. If I can make it, I will punish myself for making it. The killer bees have migrated here now and have nests in the trees. I will kick one of them and have them sting me until unconscious. I will then fall to the Earth and maybe break a couple bones. Contusions at a minimum. Self induced contusions.
Yesterday I was riding through the streets of the town I live in, staring at young Ronay. Well you can't stare at a Ronay and see what is in front of you. Unfortunately there was a logging truck in front of me that had stopped. I was going about 80 miles per hour, which is my standard speed that I do not deviate from. Unfortunately the log with the flag on it went through my window and glazed the top of my head real good. The only reason it didn't take my head off is because I lower the seat down to where I am almost laying down while driving.
Unfortunately, after the the tree glazed my head I lost consciousness and while being transported to the hospital, I mistook the ambulance and the paramedics for a team of kidnappers. I had a concussion you see and was not thinking clearly. So I jumped out the back and unfortunately i did this right as the ambulance was riding over a bridge. I fell about 70 feet into the shallow water and hit some rocks in the water. Unfortunately for me there were also rapids that took me down stream.
I washed up on shore and to my surprise, the Ronay I was looking at originally, the one that started this wild escapade, was there doing CPR on me. After I came to, she must have been really horny, and probably ovulating. I say that because she pulled my pants down and started riding me like one of those mechanical bulls! Right there in front of the stunned elderly people looking on. Unfortunately for me, right before I released into this sweet thing of beauty, some cop pulled her off of me! So on top of all that happened yesterday, I ended up with a terrible case of BLUE BALLS.
These are the things that happen to me sandals. I am a desperate man, and I just wish the copped had
Left A Tender Moment Alone
Posted:
#1831
Quote Originally Posted by ProtoStar:
Right now I am flogging myself for your self banishment Iwinnar. Afterwards I will wrap myself up in a cocoon of bed sheets and bed spread to go on roof. I have already mentioned this though, what a fuck up I am, and because of this fact, I will punish myself further.
Perhaps I will set fire to a circle of trees outside and then climb up to the top of the middle tree. I will wait for the fire to get blazing real good then try to leap frog my way out of the circle of trees on fire. If not, then I will suffer severe burns before falling to the Earth. If I can make it, I will punish myself for making it. The killer bees have migrated here now and have nests in the trees. I will kick one of them and have them sting me until unconscious. I will then fall to the Earth and maybe break a couple bones. Contusions at a minimum. Self induced contusions.
Yesterday I was riding through the streets of the town I live in, staring at young Ronay. Well you can't stare at a Ronay and see what is in front of you. Unfortunately there was a logging truck in front of me that had stopped. I was going about 80 miles per hour, which is my standard speed that I do not deviate from. Unfortunately the log with the flag on it went through my window and glazed the top of my head real good. The only reason it didn't take my head off is because I lower the seat down to where I am almost laying down while driving.
Unfortunately, after the the tree glazed my head I lost consciousness and while being transported to the hospital, I mistook the ambulance and the paramedics for a team of kidnappers. I had a concussion you see and was not thinking clearly. So I jumped out the back and unfortunately i did this right as the ambulance was riding over a bridge. I fell about 70 feet into the shallow water and hit some rocks in the water. Unfortunately for me there were also rapids that took me down stream.
I washed up on shore and to my surprise, the Ronay I was looking at originally, the one that started this wild escapade, was there doing CPR on me. After I came to, she must have been really horny, and probably ovulating. I say that because she pulled my pants down and started riding me like one of those mechanical bulls! Right there in front of the stunned elderly people looking on. Unfortunately for me, right before I released into this sweet thing of beauty, some cop pulled her off of me! So on top of all that happened yesterday, I ended up with a terrible case of BLUE BALLS.
These are the things that happen to me sandals. I am a desperate man, and I just wish the copped had
Left A Tender Moment Alone
Right now I am flogging myself for your self banishment Iwinnar. Afterwards I will wrap myself up in a cocoon of bed sheets and bed spread to go on roof. I have already mentioned this though, what a fuck up I am, and because of this fact, I will punish myself further.
Perhaps I will set fire to a circle of trees outside and then climb up to the top of the middle tree. I will wait for the fire to get blazing real good then try to leap frog my way out of the circle of trees on fire. If not, then I will suffer severe burns before falling to the Earth. If I can make it, I will punish myself for making it. The killer bees have migrated here now and have nests in the trees. I will kick one of them and have them sting me until unconscious. I will then fall to the Earth and maybe break a couple bones. Contusions at a minimum. Self induced contusions.
Yesterday I was riding through the streets of the town I live in, staring at young Ronay. Well you can't stare at a Ronay and see what is in front of you. Unfortunately there was a logging truck in front of me that had stopped. I was going about 80 miles per hour, which is my standard speed that I do not deviate from. Unfortunately the log with the flag on it went through my window and glazed the top of my head real good. The only reason it didn't take my head off is because I lower the seat down to where I am almost laying down while driving.
Unfortunately, after the the tree glazed my head I lost consciousness and while being transported to the hospital, I mistook the ambulance and the paramedics for a team of kidnappers. I had a concussion you see and was not thinking clearly. So I jumped out the back and unfortunately i did this right as the ambulance was riding over a bridge. I fell about 70 feet into the shallow water and hit some rocks in the water. Unfortunately for me there were also rapids that took me down stream.
I washed up on shore and to my surprise, the Ronay I was looking at originally, the one that started this wild escapade, was there doing CPR on me. After I came to, she must have been really horny, and probably ovulating. I say that because she pulled my pants down and started riding me like one of those mechanical bulls! Right there in front of the stunned elderly people looking on. Unfortunately for me, right before I released into this sweet thing of beauty, some cop pulled her off of me! So on top of all that happened yesterday, I ended up with a terrible case of BLUE BALLS.
These are the things that happen to me sandals. I am a desperate man, and I just wish the copped had
Left A Tender Moment Alone
Posted:
#1833
Quote Originally Posted by ProtoStar:
Right now I am flogging myself for your self banishment Iwinnar. Afterwards I will wrap myself up in a cocoon of bed sheets and bed spread to go on roof. I have already mentioned this though, what a fuck up I am, and because of this fact, I will punish myself further.
Perhaps I will set fire to a circle of trees outside and then climb up to the top of the middle tree. I will wait for the fire to get blazing real good then try to leap frog my way out of the circle of trees on fire. If not, then I will suffer severe burns before falling to the Earth. If I can make it, I will punish myself for making it. The killer bees have migrated here now and have nests in the trees. I will kick one of them and have them sting me until unconscious. I will then fall to the Earth and maybe break a couple bones. Contusions at a minimum. Self induced contusions.
Yesterday I was riding through the streets of the town I live in, staring at young Ronay. Well you can't stare at a Ronay and see what is in front of you. Unfortunately there was a logging truck in front of me that had stopped. I was going about 80 miles per hour, which is my standard speed that I do not deviate from. Unfortunately the log with the flag on it went through my window and glazed the top of my head real good. The only reason it didn't take my head off is because I lower the seat down to where I am almost laying down while driving.
Unfortunately, after the the tree glazed my head I lost consciousness and while being transported to the hospital, I mistook the ambulance and the paramedics for a team of kidnappers. I had a concussion you see and was not thinking clearly. So I jumped out the back and unfortunately i did this right as the ambulance was riding over a bridge. I fell about 70 feet into the shallow water and hit some rocks in the water. Unfortunately for me there were also rapids that took me down stream.
I washed up on shore and to my surprise, the Ronay I was looking at originally, the one that started this wild escapade, was there doing CPR on me. After I came to, she must have been really horny, and probably ovulating. I say that because she pulled my pants down and started riding me like one of those mechanical bulls! Right there in front of the stunned elderly people looking on. Unfortunately for me, right before I released into this sweet thing of beauty, some cop pulled her off of me! So on top of all that happened yesterday, I ended up with a terrible case of BLUE BALLS.
These are the things that happen to me sandals. I am a desperate man, and I just wish the copped had
Left A Tender Moment Alone
If only Ricardo was there to show you the way outta the trees you would not have ended up with a mohawk.
Right now I am flogging myself for your self banishment Iwinnar. Afterwards I will wrap myself up in a cocoon of bed sheets and bed spread to go on roof. I have already mentioned this though, what a fuck up I am, and because of this fact, I will punish myself further.
Perhaps I will set fire to a circle of trees outside and then climb up to the top of the middle tree. I will wait for the fire to get blazing real good then try to leap frog my way out of the circle of trees on fire. If not, then I will suffer severe burns before falling to the Earth. If I can make it, I will punish myself for making it. The killer bees have migrated here now and have nests in the trees. I will kick one of them and have them sting me until unconscious. I will then fall to the Earth and maybe break a couple bones. Contusions at a minimum. Self induced contusions.
Yesterday I was riding through the streets of the town I live in, staring at young Ronay. Well you can't stare at a Ronay and see what is in front of you. Unfortunately there was a logging truck in front of me that had stopped. I was going about 80 miles per hour, which is my standard speed that I do not deviate from. Unfortunately the log with the flag on it went through my window and glazed the top of my head real good. The only reason it didn't take my head off is because I lower the seat down to where I am almost laying down while driving.
Unfortunately, after the the tree glazed my head I lost consciousness and while being transported to the hospital, I mistook the ambulance and the paramedics for a team of kidnappers. I had a concussion you see and was not thinking clearly. So I jumped out the back and unfortunately i did this right as the ambulance was riding over a bridge. I fell about 70 feet into the shallow water and hit some rocks in the water. Unfortunately for me there were also rapids that took me down stream.
I washed up on shore and to my surprise, the Ronay I was looking at originally, the one that started this wild escapade, was there doing CPR on me. After I came to, she must have been really horny, and probably ovulating. I say that because she pulled my pants down and started riding me like one of those mechanical bulls! Right there in front of the stunned elderly people looking on. Unfortunately for me, right before I released into this sweet thing of beauty, some cop pulled her off of me! So on top of all that happened yesterday, I ended up with a terrible case of BLUE BALLS.
These are the things that happen to me sandals. I am a desperate man, and I just wish the copped had
Left A Tender Moment Alone
Posted:
#1839
Quote Originally Posted by ProtoStar:
Right now I'm sobbing. Tears running down my cheeks and it is non stop. 2 brothers I have grown to love and embrace, fighting it out with words, right here in TW. Detox and Biscuit, you 2 have a bigger purpose in life than to fight with each other. I must admit I am very choked up about this.
Detox, calm down brother. I will answer your questions.
I live in a mid sized city in the southeast USA. I grew up in the sticks, in a fairly large house, at that time my dad was the biggest drug dealer in the city I now live in. He was one of the guys to bring cocaine to the city originally. Some of my earliest memories were of my dad telling the DEA to get off his property. The DEA never got him but he did go to state prison for another charge and then divorced my mom when she spoke to a DEA agent. He left us nothing, so we moved to a low income part of the city. I must admit, I fit right in and was embraced.
I am married and do have one child. How my wife has put up with me is beyond my ability to understand. But my child is very well taken care of. I spend many hours a day giving her the attention she needs. My dad left a good bit of money when he died to me and my sisters. He didn't give us anything after the divorce but in death there was money because he did not re marry. My wife works and I use to work too. From age 15 to about 25 or so I worked my ass off. But drugs took me down. Cut me down to size. What do they say about the sins of the father? Hmmmm.
I do gamble. I can honestly say I do win more than I lose but then I go for it all, bet it all. Money management is my problem. And it has cost my family a lot of sleepless nights. I guess holes in the wall are better than hitting an actual person. But people don't go down in value when they have been hit 30 times huh? Maybe I have been approaching that the wrong way. Kidding I wouldn't hit my wife. And my kid means everything to me. Keeps me alive really.
Prison time, nothing but short stints in the county for small drug possession, DUI's, fighting, etc.
Money is made by my wife. She is a saint. I did get some money from my dad but it's mostly gone. Every person on my dad's side of the family died from drugs or alcohol. Going way back. Half the people on my moms side died from drugs. Most of my closest friends through the years were murdered, in prison for life, dead from drugs, or living the high life on the coast, semi-retired in their mid 30's. That is the honest to God truth. I sing the truth when I give you tales from my youth and how my life has taken a 180 since then.
And hey, for your enjoyment today boys and tender ronays, here is a song that I simply adore. By the way biscuit, a tender ronay is a term that me and Bobby Brown use to describe a nice looking, young female.
Little Jeannie
Right now I'm sobbing. Tears running down my cheeks and it is non stop. 2 brothers I have grown to love and embrace, fighting it out with words, right here in TW. Detox and Biscuit, you 2 have a bigger purpose in life than to fight with each other. I must admit I am very choked up about this.
Detox, calm down brother. I will answer your questions.
I live in a mid sized city in the southeast USA. I grew up in the sticks, in a fairly large house, at that time my dad was the biggest drug dealer in the city I now live in. He was one of the guys to bring cocaine to the city originally. Some of my earliest memories were of my dad telling the DEA to get off his property. The DEA never got him but he did go to state prison for another charge and then divorced my mom when she spoke to a DEA agent. He left us nothing, so we moved to a low income part of the city. I must admit, I fit right in and was embraced.
I am married and do have one child. How my wife has put up with me is beyond my ability to understand. But my child is very well taken care of. I spend many hours a day giving her the attention she needs. My dad left a good bit of money when he died to me and my sisters. He didn't give us anything after the divorce but in death there was money because he did not re marry. My wife works and I use to work too. From age 15 to about 25 or so I worked my ass off. But drugs took me down. Cut me down to size. What do they say about the sins of the father? Hmmmm.
I do gamble. I can honestly say I do win more than I lose but then I go for it all, bet it all. Money management is my problem. And it has cost my family a lot of sleepless nights. I guess holes in the wall are better than hitting an actual person. But people don't go down in value when they have been hit 30 times huh? Maybe I have been approaching that the wrong way. Kidding I wouldn't hit my wife. And my kid means everything to me. Keeps me alive really.
Prison time, nothing but short stints in the county for small drug possession, DUI's, fighting, etc.
Money is made by my wife. She is a saint. I did get some money from my dad but it's mostly gone. Every person on my dad's side of the family died from drugs or alcohol. Going way back. Half the people on my moms side died from drugs. Most of my closest friends through the years were murdered, in prison for life, dead from drugs, or living the high life on the coast, semi-retired in their mid 30's. That is the honest to God truth. I sing the truth when I give you tales from my youth and how my life has taken a 180 since then.
And hey, for your enjoyment today boys and tender ronays, here is a song that I simply adore. By the way biscuit, a tender ronay is a term that me and Bobby Brown use to describe a nice looking, young female.
Little Jeannie
Thats funny because i distinctly remember you saying your dad had a huge company that he wanted to leave to you but you were to messed up on drugs? Now he was a drug dealer that went to prison? So how much of your stories are BS? 100% or 99%?
Posted:
#1841
Anybody ever take a lot of soma? Hard to type but man am I high.
TacoBell my dad was a pharmacist. He owned many pharmacies over the years and they all got heat. That is what he went to prison for. Selling hydromorphone, demerol (liquid), etc. He was a very smart man though. Then he heard about a new drug on the scene called cocaine. He was a man with connections and flooded the streets with cocaine. I do not lie about my family.
I went to pharmacy school and scored in the 94th percentile on the PCAT. Then my wife said I was going to end up just like my dad, so pharmacy school or her. I chose her. She made me feel real good and I couldn't imagine life without her.
So yeah my dad had several pharmacies he owned and wanted me to follow him. Even after the divorce, me and my dad rebuilt our relationship years later, and he wanted to set me up. He died though in 2001. I took in his dog, which I just had to put down, and that is the dog I think I spoke about in some posts.
But I don't lie about any of my stories. I set fire to trees for Iwinnar. I had a fine ass Ronay humping me on the savannah river bank, after a long escapade. I had blue balls from it. I'm going to look for her, to finish the job hopefully.
Iwinnar I don't know what those guys would do to me? Do you think they would try to have sex with me? Are they homosexual? Without knowledge about those guys I cannot comment on their intentions.
Don't you want me
TacoBell my dad was a pharmacist. He owned many pharmacies over the years and they all got heat. That is what he went to prison for. Selling hydromorphone, demerol (liquid), etc. He was a very smart man though. Then he heard about a new drug on the scene called cocaine. He was a man with connections and flooded the streets with cocaine. I do not lie about my family.
I went to pharmacy school and scored in the 94th percentile on the PCAT. Then my wife said I was going to end up just like my dad, so pharmacy school or her. I chose her. She made me feel real good and I couldn't imagine life without her.
So yeah my dad had several pharmacies he owned and wanted me to follow him. Even after the divorce, me and my dad rebuilt our relationship years later, and he wanted to set me up. He died though in 2001. I took in his dog, which I just had to put down, and that is the dog I think I spoke about in some posts.
But I don't lie about any of my stories. I set fire to trees for Iwinnar. I had a fine ass Ronay humping me on the savannah river bank, after a long escapade. I had blue balls from it. I'm going to look for her, to finish the job hopefully.
Iwinnar I don't know what those guys would do to me? Do you think they would try to have sex with me? Are they homosexual? Without knowledge about those guys I cannot comment on their intentions.
Don't you want me
Posted:
#1843
Quote Originally Posted by TacoBellaire:
Thats funny because i distinctly remember you saying your dad had a huge company that he wanted to leave to you but you were to messed up on drugs? Now he was a drug dealer that went to prison? So how much of your stories are BS? 100% or 99%?
get the shit kicked out of you talkin down to proto in his house for fuck sakes
Posted:
#1849
Quote Originally Posted by TacoBellaire:
My brother Taco, come, come partake in the shooting of dirt. Breathe in the dust of the dirt, lick the dirt, chew the dirt, let the dirt be your guide and you will be forever on the path to unlimited freedom. Taco it is good.
Thats funny because i distinctly remember you saying your dad had a huge company that he wanted to leave to you but you were to messed up on drugs? Now he was a drug dealer that went to prison? So how much of your stories are BS? 100% or 99%?
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