Originally Posted by DirtyWhiteBoy

After a long and drawn out drama-polooza, I was able to have a face to face meeting with Marty from IslandDollars.com to resolve the issue that has been plaguing us both. Like a couple of fags (sorry BoyAlley) we met at a local Dairy Queen and hashed out this problem over 1 giant sized and 1 small sized Praline flavored ice cream. It was a good tension reliever, but I will note that Marty did not finish his. Mine (the giant size) was gone in 4 minutes flat. Later it gave me the shits so bad I cried. I'm thinking Marty spiked it with laxative, but have no proof.