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1MOREMOD · 08-01-2016, 09:52 PM

No the shoes. Georgia boots

RJ_ · 08-01-2016, 10:06 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by duck fat

You called?

*Does the sexy face*

O duck fat, duck fat, wherefore art thou, duck fat!

Banana Hammock · 08-01-2016, 11:30 PM

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Originally Posted by RJ_

O duck fat, duck fat, wherefore art thou, duck fat!

Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?

smoosh · 08-02-2016, 01:27 AM

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

I'm not sure why I'm about to tell you mofos this, but I should probably tell someone in case I die in an arson tonight...

So, I booked this place on Airbnb for two months while I'm out here in San Diego. I'm living with the individual who's currently leasing the apartment, a 25 year old female. Quiet, introverted, tree-hugging chick. Kind of unusual and a different kind of character...

Let me just get right into it...

Long day at work today, get out at 10pm, stop at In-N-Out and make my way home. Arrive home at 10:35pm. Open the door, all lights in the apartment are off. Not a single light on. No sign of roommate anywhere. Began to walk towards the kitchen and I spot some kind of pile of things on the floor towards the entrance of the bedrooms. I keep walking towards the kitchen...and I notice it's her lying on the ground, her phone to her left side. I go and place my In-N-Out on the kitchen table and walk back towards her. I say her name out loud three times...chick is passed the fuck out on the middle of the floor. One more time, loudly, and she springs up off the ground and says, "there's been a breach." What the fuck, I'm thinking? "Breach of the perimeters." Umm, what does that even mean? I'm like, "Are you ok, (name)?" And she's like, "Oh, I'm fine (giggling), but there's been a breach of the perimeters." Then, she hops up off the floor completely, turns around, and runs straight into her closed bedroom door behind her. WHAT. THE. FUCK. I kid you not, straight head on, right into the door! She stumbles a bit, gets in her room, and everything goes quiet...

I standing there partially in shock partially wondering what the fuck she smoked. I say, again, "are you ok, (name)?" No response. Two more times. "Hey, are you OK, (name)?" Nothing. Then I hear her hop up off her bed, and lock the bedroom door...umm ok. So I walk away at this point. Go into the kitchen, and start eating my food...

At some point, I hear her get out of her bedroom, do something then go back in her bedroom. I'm like, fuck, this isn't the way I pictured I'd die...so I get up and go look to see what the fuck she was doing, and where she was at. As I get up, again, I hear the bedroom door locking...

It's been about 30 minutes since this happened, I'm lying in bed, praying to the lord I live to see another day (if she tries to enter my room, I can handle that...ill beat the living shit out of her. But if she sets the place on fire...I'm fucked). I'm just gonna shoot her a quick text like, "If you need to talk or need anything else, please call or text me, or even bang on my door a few times and I'll answer."

Welp, it was nice knowing all of you.

Banana Hammock · 08-02-2016, 01:33 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by smoosh

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

I'm not sure why I'm about to tell you mofos this, but I should probably tell someone in case I die in an arson tonight...

So, I booked this place on Airbnb for two months while I'm out here in San Diego. I'm living with the individual who's currently leasing the apartment, a 25 year old female. Quiet, introverted, tree-hugging chick. Kind of unusual and a different kind of character...

Let me just get right into it...

Long day at work today, get out at 10pm, stop at In-N-Out and make my way home. Arrive home at 10:35pm. Open the door, all lights in the apartment are off. Not a single light on. No sign of roommate anywhere. Began to walk towards the kitchen and I spot some kind of pile of things on the floor towards the entrance of the bedrooms. I keep walking towards the kitchen...and I notice it's her lying on the ground, her phone to her left side. I go and place my In-N-Out on the kitchen table and walk back towards her. I say her name out loud three times...chick is passed the fuck out on the middle of the floor. One more time, loudly, and she springs up off the ground and says, "there's been a breach." What the fuck, I'm thinking? "Breach of the perimeters." Umm, what does that even mean? I'm like, "Are you ok, (name)?" And she's like, "Oh, I'm fine (giggling), but there's been a breach of the perimeters." Then, she hops up off the floor completely, turns around, and runs straight into her closed bedroom door behind her. WHAT. THE. FUCK. I kid you not, straight head on, right into the door! She stumbles a bit, gets in her room, and everything goes quiet...

I standing there partially in shock partially wondering what the fuck she smoked. I say, again, "are you ok, (name)?" No response. Two more times. "Hey, are you OK, (name)?" Nothing. Then I hear her hop up off her bed, and lock the bedroom door...umm ok. So I walk away at this point. Go into the kitchen, and start eating my food...

At some point, I hear her get out of her bedroom, do something then go back in her bedroom. I'm like, fuck, this isn't the way I pictured I'd die...so I get up and go look to see what the fuck she was doing, and where she was at. As I get up, again, I hear the bedroom door locking...

It's been about 30 minutes since this happened, I'm lying in bed, praying to the lord I live to see another day (if she tries to enter my room, I can handle that...ill beat the living shit out of her. But if she sets the place on fire...I'm fucked). I'm just gonna shoot her a quick text like, "If you need to talk or need anything else, please call or text me, or even bang on my door a few times and I'll answer."

Welp, it was nice knowing all of you.

Game over.

1MOREMOD · 08-02-2016, 01:35 AM

Youre screwed

Banana Hammock · 08-02-2016, 01:50 AM

On the bright side, you had In n Out for dinner. That's not a bad last meal.

Mr.SugarSkulls · 08-02-2016, 02:06 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by smoosh

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

I'm not sure why I'm about to tell you mofos this, but I should probably tell someone in case I die in an arson tonight...

So, I booked this place on Airbnb for two months while I'm out here in San Diego. I'm living with the individual who's currently leasing the apartment, a 25 year old female. Quiet, introverted, tree-hugging chick. Kind of unusual and a different kind of character...

Let me just get right into it...

Long day at work today, get out at 10pm, stop at In-N-Out and make my way home. Arrive home at 10:35pm. Open the door, all lights in the apartment are off. Not a single light on. No sign of roommate anywhere. Began to walk towards the kitchen and I spot some kind of pile of things on the floor towards the entrance of the bedrooms. I keep walking towards the kitchen...and I notice it's her lying on the ground, her phone to her left side. I go and place my In-N-Out on the kitchen table and walk back towards her. I say her name out loud three times...chick is passed the fuck out on the middle of the floor. One more time, loudly, and she springs up off the ground and says, "there's been a breach." What the fuck, I'm thinking? "Breach of the perimeters." Umm, what does that even mean? I'm like, "Are you ok, (name)?" And she's like, "Oh, I'm fine (giggling), but there's been a breach of the perimeters." Then, she hops up off the floor completely, turns around, and runs straight into her closed bedroom door behind her. WHAT. THE. FUCK. I kid you not, straight head on, right into the door! She stumbles a bit, gets in her room, and everything goes quiet...

I standing there partially in shock partially wondering what the fuck she smoked. I say, again, "are you ok, (name)?" No response. Two more times. "Hey, are you OK, (name)?" Nothing. Then I hear her hop up off her bed, and lock the bedroom door...umm ok. So I walk away at this point. Go into the kitchen, and start eating my food...

At some point, I hear her get out of her bedroom, do something then go back in her bedroom. I'm like, fuck, this isn't the way I pictured I'd die...so I get up and go look to see what the fuck she was doing, and where she was at. As I get up, again, I hear the bedroom door locking...

It's been about 30 minutes since this happened, I'm lying in bed, praying to the lord I live to see another day (if she tries to enter my room, I can handle that...ill beat the living shit out of her. But if she sets the place on fire...I'm fucked). I'm just gonna shoot her a quick text like, "If you need to talk or need anything else, please call or text me, or even bang on my door a few times and I'll answer."

Welp, it was nice knowing all of you.

Flakka is a mother fucker.

Not to scare you- but-

https://www.facebook.com/26487114704...0119711191192/

swagon · 08-02-2016, 03:03 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by smoosh

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

I'm not sure why I'm about to tell you mofos this, but I should probably tell someone in case I die in an arson tonight...

So, I booked this place on Airbnb for two months while I'm out here in San Diego. I'm living with the individual who's currently leasing the apartment, a 25 year old female. Quiet, introverted, tree-hugging chick. Kind of unusual and a different kind of character...

Let me just get right into it...

Long day at work today, get out at 10pm, stop at In-N-Out and make my way home. Arrive home at 10:35pm. Open the door, all lights in the apartment are off. Not a single light on. No sign of roommate anywhere. Began to walk towards the kitchen and I spot some kind of pile of things on the floor towards the entrance of the bedrooms. I keep walking towards the kitchen...and I notice it's her lying on the ground, her phone to her left side. I go and place my In-N-Out on the kitchen table and walk back towards her. I say her name out loud three times...chick is passed the fuck out on the middle of the floor. One more time, loudly, and she springs up off the ground and says, "there's been a breach." What the fuck, I'm thinking? "Breach of the perimeters." Umm, what does that even mean? I'm like, "Are you ok, (name)?" And she's like, "Oh, I'm fine (giggling), but there's been a breach of the perimeters." Then, she hops up off the floor completely, turns around, and runs straight into her closed bedroom door behind her. WHAT. THE. FUCK. I kid you not, straight head on, right into the door! She stumbles a bit, gets in her room, and everything goes quiet...

I standing there partially in shock partially wondering what the fuck she smoked. I say, again, "are you ok, (name)?" No response. Two more times. "Hey, are you OK, (name)?" Nothing. Then I hear her hop up off her bed, and lock the bedroom door...umm ok. So I walk away at this point. Go into the kitchen, and start eating my food...

At some point, I hear her get out of her bedroom, do something then go back in her bedroom. I'm like, fuck, this isn't the way I pictured I'd die...so I get up and go look to see what the fuck she was doing, and where she was at. As I get up, again, I hear the bedroom door locking...

It's been about 30 minutes since this happened, I'm lying in bed, praying to the lord I live to see another day (if she tries to enter my room, I can handle that...ill beat the living shit out of her. But if she sets the place on fire...I'm fucked). I'm just gonna shoot her a quick text like, "If you need to talk or need anything else, please call or text me, or even bang on my door a few times and I'll answer."

Welp, it was nice knowing all of you.

smoosh when the girl enters his bedroom

don't stick your dick in crazy, man

Mike. · 08-02-2016, 06:11 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by smoosh

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

I'm not sure why I'm about to tell you mofos this, but I should probably tell someone in case I die in an arson tonight...

So, I booked this place on Airbnb for two months while I'm out here in San Diego. I'm living with the individual who's currently leasing the apartment, a 25 year old female. Quiet, introverted, tree-hugging chick. Kind of unusual and a different kind of character...

Let me just get right into it...

Long day at work today, get out at 10pm, stop at In-N-Out and make my way home. Arrive home at 10:35pm. Open the door, all lights in the apartment are off. Not a single light on. No sign of roommate anywhere. Began to walk towards the kitchen and I spot some kind of pile of things on the floor towards the entrance of the bedrooms. I keep walking towards the kitchen...and I notice it's her lying on the ground, her phone to her left side. I go and place my In-N-Out on the kitchen table and walk back towards her. I say her name out loud three times...chick is passed the fuck out on the middle of the floor. One more time, loudly, and she springs up off the ground and says, "there's been a breach." What the fuck, I'm thinking? "Breach of the perimeters." Umm, what does that even mean? I'm like, "Are you ok, (name)?" And she's like, "Oh, I'm fine (giggling), but there's been a breach of the perimeters." Then, she hops up off the floor completely, turns around, and runs straight into her closed bedroom door behind her. WHAT. THE. FUCK. I kid you not, straight head on, right into the door! She stumbles a bit, gets in her room, and everything goes quiet...

I standing there partially in shock partially wondering what the fuck she smoked. I say, again, "are you ok, (name)?" No response. Two more times. "Hey, are you OK, (name)?" Nothing. Then I hear her hop up off her bed, and lock the bedroom door...umm ok. So I walk away at this point. Go into the kitchen, and start eating my food...

At some point, I hear her get out of her bedroom, do something then go back in her bedroom. I'm like, fuck, this isn't the way I pictured I'd die...so I get up and go look to see what the fuck she was doing, and where she was at. As I get up, again, I hear the bedroom door locking...

It's been about 30 minutes since this happened, I'm lying in bed, praying to the lord I live to see another day (if she tries to enter my room, I can handle that...ill beat the living shit out of her. But if she sets the place on fire...I'm fucked). I'm just gonna shoot her a quick text like, "If you need to talk or need anything else, please call or text me, or even bang on my door a few times and I'll answer."

Welp, it was nice knowing all of you.

hahahahhaah

jtodd_fl · 08-02-2016, 06:24 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by swagon

don't stick your dick in crazy, man

To be fair, that's smoosh 's reaction whenever any girl enters his room.

ASBSECU E93 · 08-02-2016, 06:54 AM

I leave your guys alone for a couple days and this is what happens....

RJ_ · 08-02-2016, 07:04 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mr.SugarSkulls

Flakka is a mother fucker.

Not to scare you- but-

https://www.facebook.com/26487114704...0119711191192/

Holy shit. She might try to eat his face off in his sleep.

1LRM3 · 08-02-2016, 07:05 AM

WTF7!!! I'd be In-N-Out of that crib. Long gone.

MKSixer · 08-02-2016, 08:03 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by smoosh

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

I'm not sure why I'm about to tell you mofos this, but I should probably tell someone in case I die in an arson tonight...

So, I booked this place on Airbnb for two months while I'm out here in San Diego. I'm living with the individual who's currently leasing the apartment, a 25 year old female. Quiet, introverted, tree-hugging chick. Kind of unusual and a different kind of character...

Let me just get right into it...

Long day at work today, get out at 10pm, stop at In-N-Out and make my way home. Arrive home at 10:35pm. Open the door, all lights in the apartment are off. Not a single light on. No sign of roommate anywhere. Began to walk towards the kitchen and I spot some kind of pile of things on the floor towards the entrance of the bedrooms. I keep walking towards the kitchen...and I notice it's her lying on the ground, her phone to her left side. I go and place my In-N-Out on the kitchen table and walk back towards her. I say her name out loud three times...chick is passed the fuck out on the middle of the floor. One more time, loudly, and she springs up off the ground and says, "there's been a breach." What the fuck, I'm thinking? "Breach of the perimeters." Umm, what does that even mean? I'm like, "Are you ok, (name)?" And she's like, "Oh, I'm fine (giggling), but there's been a breach of the perimeters." Then, she hops up off the floor completely, turns around, and runs straight into her closed bedroom door behind her. WHAT. THE. FUCK. I kid you not, straight head on, right into the door! She stumbles a bit, gets in her room, and everything goes quiet...

I standing there partially in shock partially wondering what the fuck she smoked. I say, again, "are you ok, (name)?" No response. Two more times. "Hey, are you OK, (name)?" Nothing. Then I hear her hop up off her bed, and lock the bedroom door...umm ok. So I walk away at this point. Go into the kitchen, and start eating my food...

At some point, I hear her get out of her bedroom, do something then go back in her bedroom. I'm like, fuck, this isn't the way I pictured I'd die...so I get up and go look to see what the fuck she was doing, and where she was at. As I get up, again, I hear the bedroom door locking...

It's been about 30 minutes since this happened, I'm lying in bed, praying to the lord I live to see another day (if she tries to enter my room, I can handle that...ill beat the living shit out of her. But if she sets the place on fire...I'm fucked). I'm just gonna shoot her a quick text like, "If you need to talk or need anything else, please call or text me, or even bang on my door a few times and I'll answer."

Welp, it was nice knowing all of you.

I hope you're ok.
Since no one has asked yet, if you're dead can I get your stuff?
Thanks-MK

jtodd_fl · 08-02-2016, 08:06 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by MKSixer

I hope you're ok.
Since no one has asked yet, if you're dead can I get your stuff?
Thanks-MK

He doesn't have anything but debt, a Mustang, and crusty socks. You can have it. If he's dead. Which I hope he is..n't.

MKSixer · 08-02-2016, 08:10 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by jtodd_fl

He doesn't have anything but debt, a Mustang, and crusty socks. You can have it. If he's dead. Which I hope he is..n't.

I'll send your half upon receipt.

MKSixer · 08-02-2016, 08:11 AM

Oh wait...we can crash the Mustang!!

Mr Tonka · 08-02-2016, 08:15 AM

R.I.P smoosh

jtodd_fl · 08-02-2016, 09:04 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by MKSixer

Oh wait...we can crash the Mustang!!

OK - this suddenly got more interesting...

True story, I saw a set of wildly careening skid marks on the road that started in one lane and shot across another lane before swerving back into the original lane... sort of a classic over-correct S-shape and the first thought to pop into my head was ... "Mustangs!"

MKSixer · 08-02-2016, 09:14 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by jtodd_fl

OK - this suddenly got more interesting...

True story, I saw a set of wildly careening skid marks on the road that started in one lane and shot across another lane before swerving back into the original lane... sort of a classic over-correct S-shape and the first thought to pop into my head was ... "Mustangs!"

Exactly.

We have a chance to make something happen here. I have helmets and balaclava's. Can anyone see if smoosh is dead?

shoei can help here if he isn't incarcerated any longer.

silvergray545 · 08-02-2016, 09:18 AM

Am I the only one that wants smoosh to smash the crazy girl? Could make for some good OT stories. Just saying.

08-01-2016, 09:52 PM	#36477
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08-02-2016, 01:27 AM	#36480
smoosh fight me bro 2212 Rep 531 Posts Drives: slut whisperer Join Date: Feb 2016 Location: Running away from an ocean vagina iTrader: (0)	WHAT. THE. FUCK. I'm not sure why I'm about to tell you mofos this, but I should probably tell someone in case I die in an arson tonight... So, I booked this place on Airbnb for two months while I'm out here in San Diego. I'm living with the individual who's currently leasing the apartment, a 25 year old female. Quiet, introverted, tree-hugging chick. Kind of unusual and a different kind of character... Let me just get right into it... Long day at work today, get out at 10pm, stop at In-N-Out and make my way home. Arrive home at 10:35pm. Open the door, all lights in the apartment are off. Not a single light on. No sign of roommate anywhere. Began to walk towards the kitchen and I spot some kind of pile of things on the floor towards the entrance of the bedrooms. I keep walking towards the kitchen...and I notice it's her lying on the ground, her phone to her left side. I go and place my In-N-Out on the kitchen table and walk back towards her. I say her name out loud three times...chick is passed the fuck out on the middle of the floor. One more time, loudly, and she springs up off the ground and says, "there's been a breach." What the fuck, I'm thinking? "Breach of the perimeters." Umm, what does that even mean? I'm like, "Are you ok, (name)?" And she's like, "Oh, I'm fine (giggling), but there's been a breach of the perimeters." Then, she hops up off the floor completely, turns around, and runs straight into her closed bedroom door behind her. WHAT. THE. FUCK. I kid you not, straight head on, right into the door! She stumbles a bit, gets in her room, and everything goes quiet... I standing there partially in shock partially wondering what the fuck she smoked. I say, again, "are you ok, (name)?" No response. Two more times. "Hey, are you OK, (name)?" Nothing. Then I hear her hop up off her bed, and lock the bedroom door...umm ok. So I walk away at this point. Go into the kitchen, and start eating my food... At some point, I hear her get out of her bedroom, do something then go back in her bedroom. I'm like, fuck, this isn't the way I pictured I'd die...so I get up and go look to see what the fuck she was doing, and where she was at. As I get up, again, I hear the bedroom door locking... It's been about 30 minutes since this happened, I'm lying in bed, praying to the lord I live to see another day (if she tries to enter my room, I can handle that...ill beat the living shit out of her. But if she sets the place on fire...I'm fucked). I'm just gonna shoot her a quick text like, "If you need to talk or need anything else, please call or text me, or even bang on my door a few times and I'll answer." Welp, it was nice knowing all of you.
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08-02-2016, 01:50 AM	#36483
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08-02-2016, 07:05 AM	#36490
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08-02-2016, 09:18 AM	#36498
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