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Whenever someone breaks up with their girlfriend or some bad shit like that happens, you call one person.
They then call everyone, you just get told to go somewhere and everyone is there, then we all do whatever the unhappy person wants regardless of your own circumstances.
I remember a couple of years ago when I was crushed from a breakup.
I made one phonecall, half an hour later I was on a couch at my mates place with a beer, two hours later we were off just doing stupid stuff like wearing pillows on our heads (garunteed way to cheer anyone up), another two hours later we were in the city drinking like fishes, the barmen ended up spilling tequilla all over me and we did more silly things.
Over half of us ended up throwing up and we coined a new phrase for vomiting which is known as pushing bacon, as my friend had to throw up in the sink (both toilets and the bath were already taken) had to push the bacon he ate down into the drain as the filter but caught it.
It just cheered me up imensley cause I knew there were still people out there that would do anything for me.
Satans..... hints.....
It's nice of your mom to be cool like that. Unfortunately, even though I pay rent, I'm still basically living like I was when I wasn't.
It could be worse, but she's the one to asked me to move back, so I fully intend on riding the 'you need me' train all the way to the station
As it happens, I'm moving in with a dude I know, and a dude I sort of know. the former is the guy who owns the house and is taking the basement for his room, while the latter dude purposely went for the cheapest room. which left me to pick between the cheapest room's twin, or the Master Bedroom with twice the space for only $25 more. the decision wasn't hard. I just hope we can stand each other's quirks long enough to change our habits and get used to each other.
It seemed there were enough of them so that you could pick and choose your hobo-roommate parts, meaning thousands of customizations are available!
Not many more than I regularly see in Boston, anyway.
Thats where most of them are
I also tend to be kind of...stand offish? Maybe this keeps me from really bonding, I don't know.
Anyway, hopefully I will have some stronger friendships in the future. I've secured at least one!
Secret Satan
And I live with a surly ginger.
Things are pretty cool
So help me god if I don't get this position.
Yes, friends fucking other friends' girlfriends.
None of it involved me, but it really kinda tore the house apart. There's a reason we all don't live together anymore.
Boy have I!
One of my friends started getting into drugs majorly, culminating with him trying to defraud a bank by writing bad checks. When the bank caught on a while later, he fled to SoCal and became basically a slave to a drug dealer.
Also, my other friend got arrested because of that. I mean, it was his fault too, since he was in on the stupid scheme to begin with, but I'm still pissed at the first guy for being such a stupid pussy.
I like to keep them alive for a short while and give people things to talk about. Always happy and curious like that.
You're scaring me.
so which
position
do you want?
:winky:
You're lucky I left that wiiiiiide open.
My friends are great but they will get on my nerves from time to time.
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Hail Satan!
WISHLIST
This.
Fuck LSD.
Before we had a house, my friends and I lived in this apartment, and basically six people I knew all decided to trip on acid. I didn't because, well, I have the kind of job where I'm expected to be there as much as possible.
Even then, just a terrible fucking few days.
The first night they do it, they're laughing uncontrollably. We had pretty thick walls, but these laughs could honestly be heard halfway down the street. The next morning when I woke up and got ready for work, they were all in the living room, entranced by Back to the Future. I take a shower, and when I get out, I found out that one of my roommates had to use the bathroom, and couldn't hold it. He had pissed his fucking pants in the hallway.
So later on that night, I had an hour lunchbreak at work, so I thought I'd go check on them.
There are fucking cop cars in the apartment complex. One of my friends (who's still kinda trippy) comes over and tells me "Oh Tony went to his mom and sister's apartment and apparently he was acting really violent and lashing out and they called the cops," afterwards I see my friend Tony running from the complex. A few cops chase him down on foot and force him against the car; it takes a few, he's throwing off some of them quite easily. He finally with a few guns pointed at him calmed down and let the officers handcuff him. As they shoved him into the cop car he yelled out "I WILL BREAK THESE CHAINS!"
We explained to the cops what had happened, why he was acting like that, and they took him to some temporary psych ward. Apparently what had happened was one of the people who was tripping with him started talking to him about the Matrix and how it's real and such, and he just kinda flipped over it. He was released in a few days, relatively normal again. A few months later, he admitted that he never got over that night, and he still believes in the Matrix; he just accepts it, however.
Weird shit. And it was a terrifying experience seeing one of my closest friends have guns pulled on him.
Oh like your...
nah, too easy.
Thank you and good night folks!
That happened with one of my really good friends (mushrooms though, not LSD), but his actual "revelations" were good starts for him to really investigate things about the world and eventually himself. The worst is when someone has a "revelation" and it's just them becoming a pretentious prick.
Please, try the fish!
Except from my oxycontin from when I tore muscles in my neck (not from that)
Such a failed life.
But at least I'm a fabulous gay
Then acted like a complete fucking retard. not like, being silly, I mean I was completely and ridiculously and uncontrollably stupid.
moreso than usual
10 hours from now
because I might not
sleep will be awesome today
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PSN ID : Theidar
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Behold the annhilation of the extraterrestrial and the rise of the machines.
Hail Satan!
WISHLIST
:whistle: neville's playing favorites :whistle:
:whistle: and it'll get me killed :whistle:
Wii Friend Code: 0072 4984 2399 2126
PSN ID : Theidar
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Behold the annhilation of the extraterrestrial and the rise of the machines.
Hail Satan!
WISHLIST
I wasn't a good guy, either
I don't think i've ever been a good guy that stayed good
:O
come oooon 6
I mean they came home from dinner the other night and made pigeon noises at each other for 30 minutes and then had sex. I still managed to follow most of the TV show I was watching.