WoW GREAT pic! :1orglaugh

Well, I dated this guy a few times, finally decided that it was time to perhaps put out.....went back to his mom's house...lol Fucked around, he put my hand down his pants......gawd how I HATE that...guys if your reading, we don't need directions to the erection.....So anyways, I grabed his penis, it was as small as my fingure, before laughing perfusely I asked him how old he was as I held the small portion, he asked why, I cracked right up....then got up and split...then told my big mouth friend (i knew she would spread the news) and she told everyone she could at the bar he worked at...

Note to you guys out there, if you have a dick the size of your pointy fingure, don't be in such a hurry to guide the hand......didn't work out so well for "little" 'ol Rob!!:1orglaugh :1orglaugh How's about that penis extension buddy!

:1orglaugh :1orglaugh :1orglaugh

Cher~

So you're saying career bartenders that have a small penis and live with their mommies don't desearve a little forced action down the pantalones?

LMFAO!!!! Not when their sportin' a baby penis!!

Cher~

:thumbsup Good one!

One of my coworkers girlfriends worked at the Dept. of Health so she got us an envelope and letterhead.

We typed a long formal looking letter about how someone who had sexual contact with within the last six months had tested positive for the HIV virus and that their anonymity was protected by law until such time as he provided evidence that he had become infected and then that information could be released to him. Made up statuate quotes and everything.

Then we mailed it to him at work by certified mail.

He stared death in the eyes, lived through it and actually became reborn in a way.

Another time,

We took one of our coworkers, duct taped him from head to toe like a mummy with his arms against his body, stuffed him into a shopping cart in front of a huge grocery store and strip mall and left in in the parking lot.

Cars would drive by, slow down and look but no one would get out and help him.

Thanks!! He is probably still in therapy! lol

Cher~

Unbelievably cruel, yet utterly brilliant.

ANOTHER time...

We went to the store next door and bought the makings for tuna fish sandwiches along with a couple of cans of cat food.

We ate the tuna sandwiches and then made a "special" batch with the cat food. We were working our delivery drivers really hard that day and when they came back we told them there was some tuna in the fridge and that they were welcome to made themselves a sandwich.

They each ate a couple of bites and starting spitting it out, then we showed them the empty cans of cat food and busted out laughing.



All true stories.
I got a million of them.

AND.. I've been on the receiving end more than once!

That'll go to the grave w/ me....

I used to print up fake posters for concerts and post them around town. I would put the names of semi-popular metal/punk bands on the posters (no one was going to believe it I used big time bands), and then use the home address of one of our school counselors for the location of the venue. One weekend, about 350 punk rockers showed up at this poor old man's door...

I didn't feel guilty about it until about 15 years later, when I realized how annoying and destructive me and all my punk rock buddies were when we were teenagers.

I drew a little red line on this home pregnancy test my girlfriend was taking. Man she was fucking pissed at me.

Now that's REAL bad!!!! :1orglaugh