Who can resist the aromatic whiff of a slyder? These things are not just for drunken frivolity to see who can blast the biggest ass canon. How many can you eat?
And what is the worst experience with WCs, I’ll start:
After an all nighter at a strip club my posse and I staggered into the WC lounge for some rectum rockets. I ate prolly 10 and washed them down with warm miller high lifes. Anyway I dropped off one buddy then went to another buddy’s house to crash. (I was very young so we still lived with parents) early Saturday morning as the sun started to creep into the window of their guest room I couldn’t help but grin thinking about all the methane gas I created. Just about the time I started to dose back off his mother walked in (she had no idea I had stayed over), she was about halfway across the room before she notice I was there. She still had on her night gown. It was kind of a see through thingy and her fake huge tits were clearly visible. I startled her with my massive erection. She asked if I needed a hand with anything and I told her to plant her huge tits right in my face so I could…. Okay she ran out screaming Oh, my God, the smell is awful.
I laughed my ass off!
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My best friend John was a kleptomaniac in the true sense. He would steal the most nonuseful shit for the thrill. He once walked out of a boat and recreation show at McCormick Place with a surfboard under his arm(we live in Chicago).
After a long night of windowpane acid and Bartles&James coolers, we oozed into the Castle. There must have been 100 others there in a similar state as a loud drunken din echoed off the white, tile walls.
The thing about John is he must have had a voice in his head that said, "I dare ya......Double dare ya" to do shit that was unsolicited in the first place. Anyway, there was this elderly, black security guard snoozing on a stool supposedly guarding the public from some would be "Frings" thieves. John crept up on him. Not just your ordinary creepage, but a very animated, Scooby-Doo-esque, hands in mid air, lumbering creep......You could almost hear the pizzicato strings as he skillfully relieved the guard of the whistle that was hanging around his neck on a chain.
We fed our woozy faces and headed for the door as Barney Fife still counted sheep........Just when we were halfway out of the door, John ran back to the guard and blew the whistle right in his face!....It was loud.....It was "giant empty gymnasium and the coach is pissed off", loud.
I think that was the first time I've ever vomited due to laughter.
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I went through the WC Factory in Kentucky. They make the frozen sliders you find in the supermarket. Sorry, no bad stories. Super clean and efficient. Best burger ever, straight off the line.
I went through the WC Factory in Kentucky. They make the frozen sliders you find in the supermarket. Sorry, no bad stories. Super clean and efficient. Best burger ever, straight off the line.
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