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Start here => What's your crime? Basic Discussion => Topic started by: Jizz on June 17, 2006, 02:58:30 PM
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I've got this friend right? and he is like....ummm, he likes his best friend but ummm, you know, he's sort of scared to tell him? And he even wanted like a kiss from him the other night but his friend just didn't see it.....and my other friend went to bed after drinking lots of Jack Daniels and weeping, and I even took lots of pills after the whiskey.
What should my friend do?
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invest in some custard.
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i used to love old #7.
you should tell her. what do you have to lose? you can make other friends, cant you?
no. well, then you better learn how to suppress your feelings.
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I'm drinking Old No. 7 right now!!!
My friend doesn't really think THAT much about custard by the way. I mean he loves the stuff, but if it was banned because Iraq refused to import the powder to the West , he wouldn't care THAT much.
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the he is a fairweather custard addict, and should be drummed out of the Custard Corps.
what a lightweight. tut.
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how do you drink your jack?
i used to like a 32oz. tumbler filled with ice, a ton of jack and a splash of diet coke (gotta watch my figure).
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1 part JD 3 parts Pepsi...usually it's diet pepsi, but tonight it's the CRAZY full fat "I ain't givin no shits" Pepsi. The ice is optional. I put more water in the freezer but I can't be fucked going through to get it.
This crap is soooooooo going to fuck my skin up tomorrow when iI wake up!!!!
Booooo, how can something so wrong feel so right?!
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I've got this friend right? and he is like....ummm, he likes his best friend but ummm, you know, he's sort of scared to tell him? And he even wanted like a kiss from him the other night but his friend just didn't see it.....and my other friend went to bed after drinking lots of Jack Daniels and weeping, and I even took lots of pills after the whiskey.
What should my friend do?
Why did your other friend go to bed drunk and weeping? Why did you take pills and whisky? Is the friend that went to bed drunk and weeping the friend that was trying to seduce the other friend, or is this a different friend? How many friends are we dealing with here?
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huh?
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I was only joking...I don't have friends! :)
As for you McJagger, the diet stuff is bad because of the aspartame they put in it!!!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aspartame
I'm just sticking with milk for my JD from now on ;)
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Iraq refused to import the powder to the West
Adam West can import his own powder, I'm sure. Adam West can do anything.
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Adam West can import his own powder, I'm sure. Adam West can do anything.
Goodness. Batman. <thwack, bonk, thud> Now I'm feeling really old. <looks for suitably signposted secret exit>
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nah - you're the same age as me (i think).
we ain't old - we're just relentless.
;)
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBQ3HbB0c8Y
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Aww Kenny, tell your friend not to worry he has a crush on me. ;)
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Oh he does, does he?
In that case, I shall hack off his genitals while he sleeps. Last time I done that though they grew back...and bigger.
;) ;) ;)
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can we please steer this conversation back to my old mate, Jack?
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Hands up, who has ever went to or goes to AA. ;D
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not i.
well that i can remember.
would you like to hear my story of a families intervention and my stay in new beginnings, recounted from the tale told from a nineteen year old.
yes it was an adventuresome year for me.
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Sure, the last one was quite entertaining...
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thats all i need.
ok here goes.
i was lucky enough to find a wallet in the deli section of the supermarket that i was working at. this was just after my 19th birthday in 1988.
the contents of the wallet were five hundred and twenty bucks, all in twenties. there was no ID in the wallet, just the cash. yeah, i know what your thinking, what a lucky bastard. but luck had very little to do with it. my fortune was a result of having AS, and not wishing to make eyecontact with helpless customers. i averted my eyes downward, and tried to look as unapproachable as possible.
with the money, i bought a three hundred dollar leather jacket that i had my eye on, and one ounce of weed, in four quarter ounce baggies. i put the weed under the floormat, passanger side of my nineteen sixty eight volkswagon bug.
to be continued...
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I still say, its a life of writing childrens books for Mcjagger. ;)