Post by: Snowzak on July 02, 2008, 03:13:51 PM
Seriously its terrible. Its so quiet now.
I hate Runescape updates..
/dry.gif\' class=\'bbc_emoticon\' alt=\'<_<\' />
Post by: colletto on July 02, 2008, 03:54:28 PM
Post by: Cyndaquil on July 02, 2008, 04:02:10 PM
I think Rich dude made boredom support again but idk if its still up.
VD Failed Epicly.
So did Runehall. and other sites.
My advice would be make one
/biggrin.gif\' class=\'bbc_emoticon\' alt=\':D\' />
Post by: JB Lee on July 02, 2008, 07:29:33 PM
Post by: Pureblood on July 02, 2008, 09:21:13 PM
Post by: Small Shoe Magoo on July 02, 2008, 10:02:25 PM
Post by: Snake-Master on July 03, 2008, 01:17:09 AM
Post by: Stop Reading My Name on July 03, 2008, 08:21:17 PM
I have no idea, but he needs to get the xenu.net POS out of his signature, it really pisses me off. (not a scientologist)
Post by: Pureblood on July 03, 2008, 08:57:05 PM
Post by: Stop Reading My Name on July 03, 2008, 08:57:30 PM
No I can't.
Post by: Pureblood on July 03, 2008, 09:05:24 PM
Post by: JB Lee on July 03, 2008, 09:09:16 PM
Post by: Allanon on July 03, 2008, 09:10:07 PM
That wasn't your should! That was an unborn fetus!
Post by: JB Lee on July 03, 2008, 09:17:14 PM
(http://media.ebaumsworld.com/picture/Krazy_O/PeanutButter.jpg)
Post by: Stop Reading My Name on July 03, 2008, 09:19:28 PM
I got her screen name today under the pretext of helping her with trigonometry and I decided to give it a shot since she's breaking up with her boyfriend soon.
mybrotherisdu (6:28:38 PM): What's up, this is paco from trig class.
XXXXXXXXXX (6:30:02 PM): oh heyy paco!
mybrotherisdu (6:30:11 PM): Need any help with math?
mybrotherisdu (6:30:19 PM): Or anything else?
XXXXXXXXXX (6:30:54 PM): nah i get it now
XXXXXXXXXX (6:30:59 PM): thx to you
XXXXXXXXXX (6:31:02 PM): smile.gif
mybrotherisdu (6:31:20 PM): I do what I can.
XXXXXXXXXX (6:32:15 PM): haha
mybrotherisdu (6:32:26 PM): So, what's up?
mybrotherisdu (6:33:09 PM): How was your day?
mybrotherisdu (6:35:47 PM): Please respond.
XXXXXXXXXX (6:35:56 PM): it was good
mybrotherisdu (6:36:56 PM): Is your internet lagging?
XXXXXXXXXX (6:37:00 PM): for a monday atl east
mybrotherisdu (6:37:02 PM): I can help you fix that.
XXXXXXXXXX (6:37:39 PM): no im just a lil busy atm
mybrotherisdu (6:37:50 PM): Oh, sorry.
XXXXXXXXXX (6:38:12 PM): lol nah its ok
XXXXXXXXXX (6:38:18 PM): nothing major
mybrotherisdu (6:38:26 PM): Oh.
mybrotherisdu (6:45:03 PM): Hey, well btw I passed my driving test today and I'm going to get a car this weekend.
XXXXXXXXXX (6:45:13 PM): heyy i gtg
mybrotherisdu (6:45:14 PM): In case you ever need a ride somewhere.
XXXXXXXXXX (6:45:21 PM): nice talking to you
mybrotherisdu (6:45:23 PM): Oh.
XXXXXXXXXX (6:45:26 PM): bye
mybrotherisdu (6:45:34 PM): Well I'll see you 7th period tomorrow!
XXXXXXXXXX signed off at 6:45:36 PM
Some parts were good like when she "haha"'d at me and thanked me, but at other parts I felt really shaky and awkward. How was it/10 (keeping in mind what you know about me)?
Post by: Pureblood on July 03, 2008, 09:19:46 PM
Post by: shadowninny on July 03, 2008, 09:21:36 PM
jblee dont ever have kids
Post by: Stop Reading My Name on July 03, 2008, 09:22:24 PM
Post by: shadowninny on July 03, 2008, 09:23:55 PM
Post by: Stop Reading My Name on July 03, 2008, 09:24:45 PM
This is a tale explaining the manner in which my way of life was rotated along a Y axis until it reached a position roughly 180 degrees from that which it started. If I could have 60 seconds of your time, simply place your posterior in the selected location, and I will relate to you the details of how I was made the male monarch of the district of the City of Los Angeles, California located at coordinates 34.08333 -118.44778.
In the western region of the “City of Brotherly Love†known as Philadelphia, my mother expelled me from her womb and indeed that is also where I spent my childhood, in my mother’s care. The majority of my time was spent in a recreational area containing such diversions as a jungle gym, swing set, sand box, etc. I was typically at the height of leisure while frequently at a temperature slightly below what might be considered standard room temperature. Outside of my educational institution I was engaging in a game of basketball with some of my friends, when a couple of gentlemen who seemed to be of the disposition to cause a great deal of mischief began causing a great deal of chaos and disharmony in the area in which I lived. I was involved in one rather small bout of fisticuffs after which my mother became concerned for my general safety and well-being, and she informed me that I would be moving in with her sister and her sister’s husband in the previously mentioned community located at the previously mentioned location.
I implored my mother to relent approximately 24-48 hours ago, yet she gathered my belongings in a somewhat flat, rectangular shaped piece of luggage and expelled me from her presence. She placed her lips upon my cheek in an affectionate manner and handed me a pre-purchased pass for public transportation. I placed the headphones for my personal music system into my ears and verbalized the idea that I may as well impact this situation with my foot. Traveling in the highest available level of comfort, this is indeed an unfortunate situation (although I make this statement with some irony). Consuming the juices obtained by the squeezing of the fruit of a Citrus sinensis from a piece of glass stemware commonly reserved for the sipping of sparkling wine originating from the Champagne region of France, I pause to wonder if this is indeed how the residents of the admittedly upper-class neighborhood located at the previously mentioned location commonly live. Indeed, I find this situation may be rather to my enjoyment.
I puckered my lips and exhaled forcefully to produce a shrill note in order to gain the attention of a taxicab driver, and as the driver approached I observed his California vanity plate which, in place of the traditional jumble of alpha-numeric characters, used only the letters F, R, E, S, and H, spelling out the word “freshâ€. Additionally, from his rearview mirror dangled a pair of oversized, fur-covered cubes decorated to look like the six-sided dice commonly used in gambling and board games. In such a situation I could have made a statement about the unusualness of this particular taxicab to the point of it being nearly unique. Instead I cogitatively decided against it and instead informed the driver that he should deliver me to what was to become my new home in the community located at the previously mentioned location.
We pulled up to a large domicile sometime between the hours of 7 and 8 o’clock, and in a loud tone of voice I informed the cab driver that at some undetermined point in the future I would again detect his odor through my sense of olfaction. I gazed about the region of land that I was destined to rule, reflecting on my arrival: Here I would claim my rightful place upon the throne, from which I would govern the previously mentioned community of Bel-Air as monarch.
Post by: Stop Reading My Name on July 03, 2008, 09:27:34 PM
Let me start from the beginning, I am 18 and my sister is 21. I just finished high school and my sister is home from college. I guess this year her grades started slipping or something, because I walked past her room and she was crying. I walked inside her room to ask her what's up and she hands me a letter - apparently she's up for review by her college for dismissal. I feel kinda sorry for her so I gave her a hug and one thing led to another and we started making out. This is really weird because I've made out with girls before, but my sister blows them all out of the water. In the back of my mind lies the fact that she's my sister and what we are doing is sick and wrong, but I guess my sister has more experience and it felt so [censored]ing good.
Here's the dilemma - after making out, Karen started taking her clothes off and she started pulling my pants down. I'm like, hey, what are you doing? She's like, oh come on Jordan, aren't you even a LITTLE curious? I felt bad because its true, my sister is a hottie and I always wished that she wasn't my sister. I've even gone as far as to fap to thoughts of doing her. She then said "For tonight, let's not be brother and sister. I really need this because I feel like [censored] right now and our parents won't be back till late and we aren't going to tell anyone.
I pretty much just [censored]ed my sister. No, to be more honest, I just lost my virginity to my sister. My question, ttg, is WHAT THE [censored] DO I DO NOW?? What do people usually do after they [censored] their sisters?
Post by: Stop Reading My Name on July 03, 2008, 09:33:36 PM
By the time I was done, her lip was split, her wrists were bleeding from the rope cuttin into them, one of her eyes was swollen shut, she was missing two teeth, her small tits will entirely black and blue, her [censored] was bleeding, and I’m fairly sure that several bones in her feet were broken.
When I let her down, she crumpled on the floor and went into a fetal position and just hugged her legs to her chest and sobbed quietly.
I suddenly got very aroused seeing that, so I pulled out my dick (I has actally hit puberty 12, and was hairy, balls dropped and everything functioning) and started jerking off quietly. Eventually, I started to breathe harder, and she noticed what I was doing, and she just looked at me with this look of absolute horror on her face.
It was at that moment that I climaxed and sprayed probably my biggest load of cum ever all over face and chest.
Then, I picked up her torn shirt from the ground, wiped off my dick and tossed it to her.
I told her to clean herself up and that if she ever told anyone, I would go to her house and kill her while she slept, and that if anyone asked who hurt her, she should say a bunch of highschool kids did it.
When I think back on it, I think she was the first girl I ever loved.
...god I’m [censored]ed up.
Post by: Stop Reading My Name on July 03, 2008, 09:39:03 PM
When I was about nine, I had recently gotten a Nintendo Entertainment System from a garage sale down the road, the first gaming system I ever had. One game that I bought was Super Mario Brothers 3, the final chapter of the widely-acclaimed SMB trilogy, which like in the original Super Mario Brothers consisted of Mario/Luigi chasing after Princess Toadstool (whose name has since been bastardized to 'Peach'). Back on topic though; I popped in the game in my new NES and pressed Start. I started at World 1, of course, and began playing. During this, I got used to the controls, map, and all that jazz. After all, it IS supposed to be kinda like a tutorial level. So I had advanced to World 2, "Desert Land" and I was moving along rather smoothly. In the back of my mind, I knew that at some point the levels would start to get more difficult. I soon noticed a tile, one unlike the other tiles (Toad houses, numbered tiles, etc). It appeared to be some cross-hybrid of flowing diarrhea and sand, which caught my attention. I navigated my way to the tile, and hit the A button and was warped to what appeared to be a normal level; there even was a happy sunshine in the top left corner! As I side-scrolled my way through the level, the [censored]ing sun decided to go ape[censored] and sodomize me repeatedly until I finally broke down in tears, throwing my controller at the ground screaming for my mom. That [censored]ing bastard.
Post by: Pureblood on July 03, 2008, 09:40:32 PM
Post by: shadowninny on July 03, 2008, 10:01:50 PM
Post by: Snake-Master on July 04, 2008, 12:28:28 AM
Post by: Stop Reading My Name on July 04, 2008, 12:32:34 AM
/You use IRC
Post by: Snake-Master on July 04, 2008, 12:39:24 AM
Post by: Small Shoe Magoo on July 04, 2008, 12:41:01 AM
Post by: Stop Reading My Name on July 04, 2008, 01:27:39 AM
It's true, I've been legal for 4 years.
Post by: Pureblood on July 04, 2008, 01:45:52 AM
Post by: Small Shoe Magoo on July 04, 2008, 02:11:01 AM
Post by: JB Lee on July 04, 2008, 07:04:35 AM
Dr Seuss's word for the individual holes in chain link fences that surround countries.
Post by: fr0sty on July 04, 2008, 06:05:04 PM