Hmmm

[Xobeloot]

I just ate 3 packs of ramen, drank 5 cans of store-brand vanilla cola and smoked a bowl of some Count Pulaski...


...And then I sharted myself.

[Premium Parrots]

OH NO!!! NOT AGAIN!!!






so now you only come here to tell us about your personal problems?

[Xobeloot]

yep

[Premium Parrots]

well then I might as well turn off the computer and listen to my wife. heh

[Xobeloot]

OOOOOH. I've been backhanded! straight to the FACE!

[sagedil]

OK, so I lied. Not sure I missed you posting that much. :wink:

[Premium Parrots]

OK, so I lied. Not sure I missed you posting that much. :wink:

its ok Sage...........since Mr.X stopped posting you have accumulated more posts than him. Of course he had to leave us for several months and you had to post like crazy.

[daruckis]

one time in high school i shit my pants at the bus stop.

[Veganpunk]

How many shit your pants threads can one forum have??? :lol:

[daruckis]

well its a tobacco forum, i guess its an issue thats gonna come up from time to time.

[Veganpunk]

You mean an issue that's gonna come out from time to time!

[Mr. Snuffleupagus]

Maybe we need a "best crapping story" thread. Here's mine:

When I was a kid about 5 years old I would always play outside with my GI Joes and little plastic army soldiers. I liked to build foxholes and pretend battle with my toys and friends. I always got muddy and dirty digging and playing in the dirt. Mom used to really get mad if I came in the house dirty and muddy. So one day I was really muddy and I had to go #2 real bad. I could imagine Mom yelling at me if I went in the house. Couldn't figure out what to do, and then it hit me. I took a dump right on the porch in front of the front door. And then I went back to playing. I still hear about it to this day.

[Veganpunk]

Maybe we need a "best crapping story" thread. Here's mine:

When I was a kid about 5 years old I would always play outside with my GI Joes and little plastic army soldiers. I liked to build foxholes and pretend battle with my toys and friends. I always got muddy and dirty digging and playing in the dirt. Mom used to really get mad if I came in the house dirty and muddy. So one day I was really muddy and I had to go #2 real bad. I could imagine Mom yelling at me if I went in the house. Couldn't figure out what to do, and then it hit me. I took a dump right on the porch in front of the front door. And then I went back to playing. I still hear about it to this day.

Dude, that's classic!! I don't really have a story, but yea I could see how you'll never live that one down. :lol:

[spike]

lol thats defiantly a winner.

[Allergy]

Maybe we need a "best crapping story" thread. Here's mine:

When I was a kid about 5 years old I would always play outside with my GI Joes and little plastic army soldiers. I liked to build foxholes and pretend battle with my toys and friends. I always got muddy and dirty digging and playing in the dirt. Mom used to really get mad if I came in the house dirty and muddy. So one day I was really muddy and I had to go #2 real bad. I could imagine Mom yelling at me if I went in the house. Couldn't figure out what to do, and then it hit me. I took a dump right on the porch in front of the front door. And then I went back to playing. I still hear about it to this day.

You really didn't even need most of the backstory. You could've just wrote I took a dump right on the porch in front of the front door and it still would have been the best story ever.