Holy jeesus. Coffee night Fight Night. Roger vs. John. Jumper cables vs bare flesh. Who do you think won?
An sight I'll never forget.
And Dok, would it have killed you to even giggle? Before TGRR died, you'd have been laughing your ass off. It was creepy, you just smiling a little bit that way...
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on February 21, 2010, 04:06:00 AM
Holy jeesus. Coffee night Fight Night. Roger vs. John. Jumper cables vs bare flesh. Who do you think won?
An sight I'll never forget.
And Dok, would it have killed you to even giggle? Before TGRR died, you'd have been laughing your ass off. It was creepy, you just smiling a little bit that way...
I was concentrating. These things require precision.
Also, I had no choice. He was armed. Sort of.
Quote from: Doktor Howl on February 21, 2010, 04:08:13 AM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on February 21, 2010, 04:06:00 AM
Holy jeesus. Coffee night Fight Night. Roger vs. John. Jumper cables vs bare flesh. Who do you think won?
An sight I'll never forget.
And Dok, would it have killed you to even giggle? Before TGRR died, you'd have been laughing your ass off. It was creepy, you just smiling a little bit that way...
I was concentrating. These things require precision.
Also, I had no choice. He was armed. Sort of.
The only reason he was "armed" is because he doesn't have and physical birth defects or amputations! :horrormirth:
Or were you counting the toothpick you gave him as a "weapon"?
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on February 21, 2010, 04:10:47 AM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on February 21, 2010, 04:08:13 AM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on February 21, 2010, 04:06:00 AM
Holy jeesus. Coffee night Fight Night. Roger vs. John. Jumper cables vs bare flesh. Who do you think won?
An sight I'll never forget.
And Dok, would it have killed you to even giggle? Before TGRR died, you'd have been laughing your ass off. It was creepy, you just smiling a little bit that way...
I was concentrating. These things require precision.
Also, I had no choice. He was armed. Sort of.
The only reason he was "armed" is because he doesn't have and physical birth defects or amputations! :horrormirth:
Or were you counting the toothpick you gave him as a "weapon"?
I was counting his glass of gin. That shit can burn if it gets in your eyes.
I have to admit, the way you Indiana Jones'd the glass out of his hands with the cables was pretty impressive. And without breaking the glass, either. Concentration, I suppose?
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on February 21, 2010, 04:16:19 AM
I have to admit, the way you Indiana Jones'd the glass out of his hands with the cables was pretty impressive. And without breaking the glass, either. Concentration, I suppose?
:lulz:
Blind luck.
:lulz:
Friday night. No, let's start at the beginning. Friday AFTERNOON, when the "good Dok" came over to "help" me with my Pickles running away.
He had made this horrible contraption of a harness. There were so many hooks and electrode-y bits that it frightened me before he even put it on Pickles. As he was strapping the little guy in, he was explaining to me what the various parts do, and how the thing worked. I can't even remember it now, because it was all science-y shit, and I was never really good with electrical circuits anyway, and I think I may have blocked it for my own personal peace of mind, but I really could not, in the end, let his experiment continue. And that's what it was, just an experiment. Well guess what, Roger. Puppies and science DO NOT MIX.
Later that evening, Roger dropped me off at Nurse Mayhem's house. He left a short while after that, saying he had an errand to run. He returned after an hour or so, and he had a midget with him. And the midget was wearing the harness. And I snapped a bit.
By the way, sorry about that. I, uh, I don't think I've ever gone off on anyone so hard, let alone with an inch thick piece of dowel rod. Sorry.
And as a side note, I'd like to just mention to everyone that it is never ever ever appropriate to call a police officer "Daddy", especially if you are bald and weigh like 230 pounds. And I don't want to talk about it. I really, really, really don't.
And then, earlier tonight, we went to this bar. It was either the bar or the desert, and I didn't think I'd be able to handle that kind of "fun". It was called the Venture Inn or something like that, maybe the Ventura Inn. Now, I've only ever heard the Meatrack described, never been there myself, but this place was so much worse than anything that place could have to offer. The warped wood flooring was sticky, enough that I had trouble picking up my feet when I walked, and I had to walk carefully to avoid tripping over the boards that had bent so much out of shape that they were a full half inch out of alignment. There was a picture there, and I'm not really sure what was going on in it, but it seemed to be some old guy either fucking or getting sucked off by a lion. I'm not sure what that had to do with anything.
(Did I mention that this is a gay bar for old people? This is a gay bar for old people. And not Roger old [no offense, I'm serious], no, I'm talking sixties and seventies and up.)
The walls were stained with god knows what, and smelled of ancient nicotine. I guess the place has been around since before it was illegal to smoke inside. The didn't have glasses, just filthy mason jars, out of which most of the group chugged down their various alcohols.
Roger didn't drink, just gave off this vibe of hate, and kept telling us how much he hated everyone. I didn't either, because frankly I'm terrified of the thought of becoming incapacitated in any way around these people.
Who are these people? Well, there's Nurse Mayhem, and Roger, and Evil Roomie, and Kaz, and even Maria (I have never seen her get so fuckered up, and given the condition of everyone, Roger ended up being the voice of reason. I sincerely believe it's a sign of the end times). The dirty boys from Grant Road met us there. I really can't believe such a horribly menacing, disgustingly perverse group of people actually exists, but I guess that's just because I'm a bit naiive, and deep down I believe that most people are basically good. I realized tonight I have a lot of growing up to do.
Now, you may be itching to ask me, why do I hang out with these people, if I have such a horrible time? Well, I suppose it's because as horrible as they act, as much as they scare me, they never beat me down with horrible shit, or at least its never personal, and if I do end up cringing in horror, it's an accident (i hope) or a joke (I think). I guess, for this reason, I still consider these people some of the best friends I've ever had, even as I sit here and Thousand Mile Stare at my computer screen in shock and horror.
THAT
sounds
LIKE
like my kinda good time. At first I typed, 'my kinda god time'. You choose
GOOD
times.
BUT
where's the game?
:horrormirth:
I couldn't help but laugh at some parts, it does sound like fun. Gay bar sounds scary though
After seeing this thread, I'm a little bit more anxious about maybe coming to visit.
I'm more excited about visiting.
What's really funny is, I was at first sort of repulsed by the fact that I got along so well with the dirty boys from Grant Road. I guess I should have expected it. When I thought about it, though, who cares? I am comfortable with them, and what do I care for reputation? They understand counting friends in burned out spark plugs, and I can get along with that. They may be disgusting, amoral freaks, but they're rock n rollers, and I was beginning to think that Nurse Mayhem, Maria, and I were the only three left in the whole damn city.
You'll be one too, soon enough.
And Freeky, they understand that you're one of us, now, one of our crew...There won't be any further trouble, especially with Clyde. The fracas in the bathroom was concerning the second offer he made for you. I finally had to explain, in terms he'd understand, that you weren't for sale. He left out the back door swearing to kill me, but the others aren't on board with it, and he alone isn't exactly scary. He'll come around, once he heals up.
The only spoiler on the night was Mayhem and Maria getting hammered so quickly. They were incoherent most of the night, and just eyeballed each other and laughed. It looked kind of sinister, but maybe that's because I'm not all the way better yet.
And "the midget", Freeky, is named "Kevin", and he likes that shit. Why do you think he kept running back and forth through the bead curtain, when every time he was knocked off his feet by the shock?
Lastly, I must say I was impressed by both your refusal to allow the harness to be used on the dog, and by your later thumping of my head and neck with that doweling. If you had allowed me to install it on the dog, I'd have felt that you were still doing what you're told instead of doing what you think is right. And the beating was nothing short of hilarious, even though I have a stiff neck now.
Okay for now,
Dok
I'm not really sure which was worse, the mauling you gave him, or the fact that he kept... pestering me. I did feel a bit of relief after Clyde left, though.
Concerning the looks Maria ad Mayhem were throwing each other, I would have said they were about to attack each other in lustful wantonness (or just try to rape each other). But that's just me.
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 05:07:21 PM
I'm not really sure which was worse, the mauling you gave him, or the fact that he kept... pestering me. I did feel a bit of relief after Clyde left, though.
Clyde is the kind of guy who runs around demanding to have his ass kicked. Why the others put up with him is beyond me. Also, the notion of someone my age wanting to
buy a woman your age makes me want to pistol-whip him.
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 05:07:21 PM
Concerning the looks Maria ad Mayhem were throwing each other, I would have said they were about to attack each other in lustful wantonness (or just try to rape each other). But that's just me.
Oh, God. I'm fucking doomed.
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 07, 2010, 05:11:10 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 05:07:21 PM
Concerning the looks Maria ad Mayhem were throwing each other, I would have said they were about to attack each other in lustful wantonness (or just try to rape each other). But that's just me.
Oh, God. I'm fucking doomed.
:aaa: :lulz: :aaa:
Quote from: Kai on March 07, 2010, 05:38:18 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 07, 2010, 05:11:10 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 05:07:21 PM
Concerning the looks Maria ad Mayhem were throwing each other, I would have said they were about to attack each other in lustful wantonness (or just try to rape each other). But that's just me.
Oh, God. I'm fucking doomed.
:aaa: :lulz: :aaa:
:lulz:
It's all gone horrible and bad, Kai. And it won't stop.
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 07, 2010, 05:11:10 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 05:07:21 PM
I'm not really sure which was worse, the mauling you gave him, or the fact that he kept... pestering me. I did feel a bit of relief after Clyde left, though.
Clyde is the kind of guy who runs around demanding to have his ass kicked. Why the others put up with him is beyond me. Also, the notion of someone my age wanting to buy a woman your age makes me want to pistol-whip him.
Reminded me a bit of my ex, really.
Quote
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 05:07:21 PM
Concerning the looks Maria ad Mayhem were throwing each other, I would have said they were about to attack each other in lustful wantonness (or just try to rape each other). But that's just me.
Oh, God. I'm fucking doomed.
Yes. Yes you are.
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 06:15:48 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 07, 2010, 05:11:10 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 05:07:21 PM
I'm not really sure which was worse, the mauling you gave him, or the fact that he kept... pestering me. I did feel a bit of relief after Clyde left, though.
Clyde is the kind of guy who runs around demanding to have his ass kicked. Why the others put up with him is beyond me. Also, the notion of someone my age wanting to buy a woman your age makes me want to pistol-whip him.
Reminded me a bit of my ex, really.
I haven't pistol-whipped your ex. Yet.
I know how things would go down, if he found out that you really don't like him anymore. He'd accuse me of turning you against him, or something. :lol:
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 06:32:35 PM
I know how things would go down, if he found out that you really don't like him anymore. He'd accuse me of turning you against him, or something. :lol:
I would continue to not care.
I miss Dom and Ronnie and Ashley, though.
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 07, 2010, 06:33:41 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 06:32:35 PM
I know how things would go down, if he found out that you really don't like him anymore. He'd accuse me of turning you against him, or something. :lol:
I would continue to not care.
I miss Dom and Ronnie and Ashley, though.
Me too. Even Aaron, to an extent. :sadbanana:
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 06:36:17 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 07, 2010, 06:33:41 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 06:32:35 PM
I know how things would go down, if he found out that you really don't like him anymore. He'd accuse me of turning you against him, or something. :lol:
I would continue to not care.
I miss Dom and Ronnie and Ashley, though.
Me too. Even Aaron, to an extent. :sadbanana:
Well, that's what new friends are for. Even if they're deranged pervert bikers.
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 08, 2010, 02:14:37 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 06:36:17 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 07, 2010, 06:33:41 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 06:32:35 PM
I know how things would go down, if he found out that you really don't like him anymore. He'd accuse me of turning you against him, or something. :lol:
I would continue to not care.
I miss Dom and Ronnie and Ashley, though.
Me too. Even Aaron, to an extent. :sadbanana:
Well, that's what new friends are for. Even if they're deranged pervert bikers.
It's gonna take a while to get used to them, I think. Hell, you used to intimidate me. You still do, but I know you better now and it's not so bad. Its just like that kind of "This dude is fucking nuts in a dangerous way :x " sort of intimidate now.
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 08, 2010, 04:26:20 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 08, 2010, 02:14:37 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 06:36:17 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 07, 2010, 06:33:41 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 07, 2010, 06:32:35 PM
I know how things would go down, if he found out that you really don't like him anymore. He'd accuse me of turning you against him, or something. :lol:
I would continue to not care.
I miss Dom and Ronnie and Ashley, though.
Me too. Even Aaron, to an extent. :sadbanana:
Well, that's what new friends are for. Even if they're deranged pervert bikers.
It's gonna take a while to get used to them, I think. Hell, you used to intimidate me. You still do, but I know you better now and it's not so bad. Its just like that kind of "This dude is fucking nuts in a dangerous way :x " sort of intimidate now.
:lulz:
I'm fine, what are you talking about?
:lulz:
These sound like some good and bizarre times, Freeky.
I say just sit back and soak 'em up. Shit turns on a dime.
Quote from: Jenne on March 08, 2010, 05:04:06 PM
These sound like some good and bizarre times, Freeky.
I say just sit back and soak 'em up. Shit turns on a dime.
THIS.
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 08, 2010, 04:29:54 PM
:lulz:
I'm fine, what are you talking about?
:lulz:
LIES! :lulz:
Quote from: Jenne on March 08, 2010, 05:04:06 PM
These sound like some good and bizarre times, Freeky.
I say just sit back and soak 'em up. Shit turns on a dime.
I suppose I did ask for the weird, didn't I?
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 08, 2010, 08:01:20 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 08, 2010, 04:29:54 PM
:lulz:
I'm fine, what are you talking about?
:lulz:
LIES! :lulz
No, seriously, I'm just fine. It may simply be that I'm a bad person. :)
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 08, 2010, 08:01:20 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 08, 2010, 04:29:54 PM
:lulz:
I'm fine, what are you talking about?
:lulz:
LIES! :lulz:Quote from: Jenne on March 08, 2010, 05:04:06 PM
These sound like some good and bizarre times, Freeky.
I say just sit back and soak 'em up. Shit turns on a dime.
I suppose I did ask for the weird, didn't I?
Did you? It seems to follow me regardless. Asking for the weird is like randomly striking matches around escaping gas. At some point, it's gonna catch, and you better watchit or at the very least you'll end up with no eyebrows and armhair.
And the most...well, I think the word KABOOM! comes to mind.
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 08, 2010, 08:03:19 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 08, 2010, 08:01:20 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 08, 2010, 04:29:54 PM
:lulz:
I'm fine, what are you talking about?
:lulz:
LIES! :lulz
No, seriously, I'm just fine. It may simply be that I'm a bad person. :)
Ohjuststopit. I don't think Freeky meant it that way.
She's just living up to her username and "freeking out" a bit. It does a body good.
Quote from: Jenne on March 08, 2010, 08:11:50 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 08, 2010, 08:03:19 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 08, 2010, 08:01:20 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 08, 2010, 04:29:54 PM
:lulz:
I'm fine, what are you talking about?
:lulz:
LIES! :lulz
No, seriously, I'm just fine. It may simply be that I'm a bad person. :)
Ohjuststopit. I don't think Freeky meant it that way.
She's just living up to her username and "freeking out" a bit. It does a body good.
Actually, she had every right to freak out. She was stuck in a horrible fucking dive, I was ranting my guts up, everyone else was drunk, and then the boys showed up and one of them kept trying to buy her from me.
So, yeah, she wasn't being unreasonable.
You know, thinking about it, I'm confused on top of being perturbed. Am I not allowed to own myself? :? :sad:
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 08, 2010, 08:19:12 PM
You know, thinking about it, I'm confused on top of being perturbed. Am I not allowed to own myself? :? :sad:
Of course you are. Clyde was just being a fucking creep, is all.
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 08, 2010, 08:19:12 PM
You know, thinking about it, I'm confused on top of being perturbed. Am I not allowed to own myself? :? :sad:
You are. Clyde needs to be educated. Preferrably, with a boot.
[edit: some people like playing games, and pretending they can be owned. It makes them hot (Cf: The "Beauty" books by A. N. Roquelaure). If you don't want to play, you are completely within your rights to make your position known. Again, a with a boot if needed.]
Quote from: LMNO on March 08, 2010, 08:24:29 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 08, 2010, 08:19:12 PM
You know, thinking about it, I'm confused on top of being perturbed. Am I not allowed to own myself? :? :sad:
You are. Clyde needs to be educated. Preferrably, with a boot.
Done already. With the side of a Bisley.
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 08, 2010, 08:19:12 PM
You know, thinking about it, I'm confused on top of being perturbed. Am I not allowed to own myself? :? :sad:
Be hard target.
Glare at them steadily and growl. (Metaphorically) Like you WANT a piece of their throat / cheek. Doesn't matter if you know how. You're going to figure it out on the fly and be CREATIVE.
Quote from: LMNO on March 08, 2010, 08:24:29 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 08, 2010, 08:19:12 PM
You know, thinking about it, I'm confused on top of being perturbed. Am I not allowed to own myself? :? :sad:
You are. Clyde needs to be educated. Preferrably, with a boot.
[edit: some people like playing games, and pretending they can be owned. It makes them hot (Cf: The "Beauty" books by A. N. Roquelaure). If you don't want to play, you are completely within your rights to make your position known. Again, a with a boot if needed.]
THIS. And good on ya, Rog.
Poor Freeky. The Weird
TM, and by that I mean the TRULY Weird
TM, is not for the faint of butt.
Quote from: Richter on March 08, 2010, 08:33:10 PM
Quote from: Mistress Freeky on March 08, 2010, 08:19:12 PM
You know, thinking about it, I'm confused on top of being perturbed. Am I not allowed to own myself? :? :sad:
Be hard target.
Glare at them steadily and growl. (Metaphorically) Like you WANT a piece of their throat / cheek. Doesn't matter if you know how. You're going to figure it out on the fly and be CREATIVE.
WARNING: THESE ACTIONS MAY BACKFIRE. SPECTACULARY.
LMNO
- :fap:
Good good, then. Clyde = Creep, and needs to be accidently'd on purpose.
Yup.
Sometimes, the barstool is not metaphorical.
Well, if they're into THAT, then you've just won the probability lottery.
This is also my next project. "Cultivating meatgrinder psychosis for people who I think could on occasion use it."
Quote from: Richter on March 08, 2010, 08:40:36 PM
Well, if they're into THAT, then you've just won the probability lottery.
This is also my next project. "Cultivating meatgrinder psychosis for people who I think could on occasion use it."
Please to post notes.
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 08, 2010, 08:41:19 PM
Quote from: Richter on March 08, 2010, 08:40:36 PM
Well, if they're into THAT, then you've just won the probability lottery.
This is also my next project. "Cultivating meatgrinder psychosis for people who I think could on occasion use it."
Please to post notes.
I'm not certain it'd be general access stuff. Will PM gladly though.
Quote from: Richter on March 08, 2010, 08:53:02 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 08, 2010, 08:41:19 PM
Quote from: Richter on March 08, 2010, 08:40:36 PM
Well, if they're into THAT, then you've just won the probability lottery.
This is also my next project. "Cultivating meatgrinder psychosis for people who I think could on occasion use it."
Please to post notes.
I'm not certain it'd be general access stuff. Will PM gladly though.
Sounds like a plan.
what plan?
Why do I keep doing this to myself? :lulz:
So last night, the Dok, Maria, Nurse Mayhem, the rest of the coffee night crew and I went out to a bar. It was a normal bar this time, no corpses like the last one, so I had hopes of the night at least approaching normal. We were there about an hour, just chilling and drinking, when this Mexican wedding party comes in. They were a bit rowdy, but it was in a happy way. But apparently, some of the other patrons that were already there knew someone from the party, and started up a ruckus. Eventually, someone pushed someone else, and one of their freinds pushed back to get even, and it turned into an all out brawl. I'm talking like people were throwing their beer bottles, there were bull rushes going on, people were reaching behind the bar to get at more (and bigger) bottles to use as weapons, the whole shebang. The sounds of glass shattering, people yelling and screaming in rage and pain and hate, and the Dok's laughter boomed in my ears as I dove under a table to get out of the way (I accidently caught one guy's foot as I dove under and he hit his chin on the table and got knocked out, I really shouldn't wear my stawmpin boots cuz they're so big).
As I watched the scene in a strange mix of terror and... badfun?... I saw the rest of the coffee night crew side with the wedding party. Maria and Nurse Mayhem were back to back the entire time. Maria had a broken glass bottle in one hand, and Mayhem had a barstool. Dok apparently couldn't stop laughing, even when (or more likely because) he was thwacking people in the head with some guy's shoe he had got from somewhere. Von Melee was doing okay for a while, he definitely got some good licks in, but someone punched him right where Mayhem had got him a few weeks ago, and he was done. I spotted Evil Roomie once, riding the back of some poor vato, yanking his hair and shouting "Giddy up!" and giggling madly. I have no idea what Mork had been doing, but it was more than likely something sinister.
When things looked to be calming down, I darted out from under my table and ran out the back door. The rest of the group was already there, laughing their asses off, and they had made it out with the bride and groom. They said we were welcome to any of their family functions, and then made off into the night.
It was interesting, anyway.
I wasn't whacking him with the shoe, I was trying to make him eat it.
But it's okay. I mean, it was his shoe, right?
And I saw that guy you "accidentally" tripped. That was about as "accidental" as Mork making that guy chew on a condom. :lulz:
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 14, 2010, 07:12:05 PM
I wasn't whacking him with the shoe, I was trying to make him eat it.
But it's okay. I mean, it was his shoe, right?
And I saw that guy you "accidentally" tripped. That was about as "accidental" as Mork making that guy chew on a condom. :lulz:
Shhh.... I'm a nice person, and nice people don't do that sort of thing on purpose.
Quote from: Professor Freeky on March 14, 2010, 07:18:00 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 14, 2010, 07:12:05 PM
I wasn't whacking him with the shoe, I was trying to make him eat it.
But it's okay. I mean, it was his shoe, right?
And I saw that guy you "accidentally" tripped. That was about as "accidental" as Mork making that guy chew on a condom. :lulz:
Shhh.... I'm a nice person, and nice people don't do that sort of thing on purpose.
Hahaha! Bullshit. I saw you accidentally his foot. It accidentally took 3 tries. :lulz:
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 14, 2010, 07:19:32 PM
Quote from: Professor Freeky on March 14, 2010, 07:18:00 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 14, 2010, 07:12:05 PM
I wasn't whacking him with the shoe, I was trying to make him eat it.
But it's okay. I mean, it was his shoe, right?
And I saw that guy you "accidentally" tripped. That was about as "accidental" as Mork making that guy chew on a condom. :lulz:
Shhh.... I'm a nice person, and nice people don't do that sort of thing on purpose.
Hahaha! Bullshit. I saw you accidentally his foot. It accidentally took 3 tries. :lulz:
Nuh-uh! I got it the second ti- I mean, I don't know what you're talking about.
MOAR GOOD TIMES! Good for you, Freeky! Embrace, embrace!
:lulz:
That's how parties are supposed to work.
so who tossed the apple that started the fight?
Quote from: Pēleus on March 16, 2010, 04:45:13 AM
so who tossed the apple that started the fight?
THE O.K.
cupid
Bump.
Wow.
I need to hang out with you spags more. This seems like fun. Cringe worthy and wear a mouth guard and jock strap kind of fun, but fun nonetheless.
That said, a good friend of mine (my gf's roommate/former front man in a band that we used to play with at our shows in our former band) is moving to Phoenix in a couple of months. Massachusetts is small, so I have no clue how far Tucson is from Phoenix (I measure cities in Boston-Worcester, Boston-New York City, and Boston-West Coast of Ireland), but when I go there (and I will, within the next year, maybe year and a half), I'll let you Tucson folks know.
And Freeky, thanks for the bump.
Quote from: Nephew Twiddleton on June 22, 2010, 05:24:11 AM
Wow.
I need to hang out with you spags more. This seems like fun. Cringe worthy and wear a mouth guard and jock strap kind of fun, but fun nonetheless.
That said, a good friend of mine (my gf's roommate/former front man in a band that we used to play with at our shows in our former band) is moving to Phoenix in a couple of months. Massachusetts is small, so I have no clue how far Tucson is from Phoenix (I measure cities in Boston-Worcester, Boston-New York City, and Boston-West Coast of Ireland), but when I go there (and I will, within the next year, maybe year and a half), I'll let you Tucson folks know.
And Freeky, thanks for the bump.
It's a 90 minute drive at 80 MPH. I don't know which of those this falls under.
Quote from: Professor Freeky on June 22, 2010, 05:26:40 AM
Quote from: Nephew Twiddleton on June 22, 2010, 05:24:11 AM
Wow.
I need to hang out with you spags more. This seems like fun. Cringe worthy and wear a mouth guard and jock strap kind of fun, but fun nonetheless.
That said, a good friend of mine (my gf's roommate/former front man in a band that we used to play with at our shows in our former band) is moving to Phoenix in a couple of months. Massachusetts is small, so I have no clue how far Tucson is from Phoenix (I measure cities in Boston-Worcester, Boston-New York City, and Boston-West Coast of Ireland), but when I go there (and I will, within the next year, maybe year and a half), I'll let you Tucson folks know.
And Freeky, thanks for the bump.
It's a 90 minute drive at 80 MPH. I don't know which of those this falls under.
North Adams, MA, I think.
Edit: Also, Southern Maine, Upstate New York, and Connecticut.. Not bad.
Quote from: Nephew Twiddleton on June 22, 2010, 05:24:11 AM
Wow.
I need to hang out with you spags more. This seems like fun. Cringe worthy and wear a mouth guard and jock strap kind of fun, but fun nonetheless.
That said, a good friend of mine (my gf's roommate/former front man in a band that we used to play with at our shows in our former band) is moving to Phoenix in a couple of months. Massachusetts is small, so I have no clue how far Tucson is from Phoenix (I measure cities in Boston-Worcester, Boston-New York City, and Boston-West Coast of Ireland), but when I go there (and I will, within the next year, maybe year and a half), I'll let you Tucson folks know.
And Freeky, thanks for the bump.
It's 90 miles through the most boring part of the desert. It takes about an hour and 15 minutes, each way.
Fuck, I need to put more stuff in this thread. That means I have to go do osomething.
MEATRACK AHOY!
Or not. Reviews of it say take friends.
This sucks. :sad:
Bump.
The Meetrack is the best bar in America.
Quote from: Doktor Howl on September 30, 2010, 06:06:43 PM
Bump.
The Meetrack is the best bar in America.
Hell the fuck yeah it is.
Taking Dom there this weekend! :banana:
:banana:
This is way better than passing it on Mondays and Wednesdays wondering if I should stop in. WAY better.
Good times, good times.
That enormous goddamn cockroach.
Quote from: Mesozoic Mister Nigel on May 31, 2015, 06:40:25 AM
That enormous goddamn cockroach.
It wasn't all that enormous. Go down by Grant and Alvernon, they stomp around like hippos.
Quote from: Doktor Howl on May 31, 2015, 07:41:22 AM
Quote from: Mesozoic Mister Nigel on May 31, 2015, 06:40:25 AM
That enormous goddamn cockroach.
It wasn't all that enormous. Go down by Grant and Alvernon, they stomp around like hippos.
:horrormirth: