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08-23-2006, 03:52 PM
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You kids *chuckle*
Back in the day,we were freaking EXPERTS on the rules of exporants(not sure that's actually a word but hey) Anyway: About 50 friends and me were at this club in VABCH on Atlantic not far from the famous Jewish Mother, when that group Live was not called Live and less 2 of it's eventual members, we had already gone thru the many colored drinks till we ran out of even make-believe colors, And I went to up...I mean to, Refresh myself in the bathroom. Half-hour later someone woke me from the nice hard cold floor,threw me onto his(I am assuming it was male-like) shoulder and I gave a ta-ta to the band as we left before something Embarassing happened and onto the salty smellin night.....for the endless off-season search of Good Waffles. Oh... wait... wasn't me. NM 
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08-23-2006, 06:00 PM
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LOL I did that once....my friend and I were working a sale for a company, and we were supposed to take this wealthy Indian and his son out for drinks and to show them around....and I had a few too many, because these guys sucked the drinks down like they were water and I was trying to keep up.....anyway, I ended up praying to the porcelain god and the Indian(elder) came in the bathroom, picked me up, stuck his fingers down my throat to make sure everything was up, then filled me full of water and made me puke again. Then he slung me over his shoulder and took us in the limo to a nice restaurant and bought us dinner....I was still trashed, but I didn't puke anymore. He ended up buying from the company I worked for, and I got a HUGE bonus for it....and I've had a deep affection for Indian men ever since. He made me puke like a complete gentleman.
What a nice guy.:p
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I'll kill you and your dreams tonight Begin new life Bleed your death upon me Let your bloodline feed my youth ------------------------------ Ssshhh....did you hear that?
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08-23-2006, 06:22 PM
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Quote:
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08-23-2006, 07:10 PM
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Long ago, when I was young, I tried acid for the first time. I was looking in the mirror in a public restroom at my nose. It seemed like it was growing. I said to my friend who was in one of the stalls, "Oh my god! My nose is growing!" Then an old lady comes out of the bathroom and in a calm, high pitched voice said, "You're nose isn't growing dear, you're going to be fine."
It was then I realized that I had lost my shoes somewhere.
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08-23-2006, 07:13 PM
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I laugh when I see or hear somebody throwing up...I can't help it, no matter how bad I feel about it, if the facial expressions don't get me, the sound effects do...of course, being drunk doesn't excatly help you hold it together.
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08-23-2006, 08:51 PM
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once threw up on the side of a church in Madison Wisconsin on Halloween
Sacreligious puke
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"Little, vicious minds abound with anger and revenge, and are incapable of feeling the pleasure of forgiving their enemies." Earl of Chesterfield "A man that studieth revenge keeps his own wounds green, which otherwise would heal and do well." Francis Bacon
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