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That's what he said. But he'd had so much to drink all they heard was "Mumble mumble slur slur mumble slur"

:D:D:D:D:D:D Oh, shit. LMFAO, okay boys that's three tops, in one morning & I already left the house. mental note to self: stop drinking coffee when reading Bonfire replies. or find a different occupation & lifestyle, that doesn't require, presentable, coffee-stainless clothing. F*ckers! great way to kill off any Monday morning blahs though. :D:D:DB|;)
It's pretty pathetic when you have to TELL people you're fucking cool Skymama «narrative»This thread will lock in 3..2.. What a load of narrow-minded Xenophobic Bullshit!-squeak

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Two high-schoolers out on a young Friday night going to pick up a friend that lives in a very ritzy part of town. In the neighborhood, we pass by a house that is having an outdoor party with lights, tents, an orchestra playing and everyone dressed in gowns and tuxedos.



So, what were you and your friend driving? A Ford Model T? :ph34r:
"Mediocre people don't like high achievers, and high achievers don't like mediocre people." - SIX TIME National Champion coach Nick Saban

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:S so of course, Billy chimes in & yes dribble/spit take again. but ha, you weren't paying close enough attention. :P:P:P already left the house, so you just made me dribble another coffee-stain, on the same top. :P & for your information, no the model T wasn't invented yet! they were still working on the wheel thing.:D:D
It's pretty pathetic when you have to TELL people you're fucking cool Skymama «narrative»This thread will lock in 3..2.. What a load of narrow-minded Xenophobic Bullshit!-squeak

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Last fall, I blogged it. One DZ.commer told me the next day, "You hugged me hello about 50 times. Once you hugged me hello. Puked about 10 feet from me and then hugged me hello again." :$

Friday night I was "That Guy" at Skydive The Farm.

It started with a keg of Newcastle and my friend's grain punch. I had a cup of each. I don't mean I had only one cup of each. I had a cup of each. At the same time. Two fisting. The grain punch was strong so I was chasing it with the beer. I had some incredible vegetable soup for dinner, but that didn't really give me a good base.

So I drank. And drank. Eventually I got so hammered I fell down and spilled my drinks. We were outside in the woods so no mess to clean up, but I wouldn't be surprised if the punch killed the plants and left holes in the ground. I went and got refills. I fell again. I got refills again, supposedly two more times. After that things got fuzzy. I remember bits and pieces of things, some groping, numerous drunken comments, eating some corn dogs, repeated welcoming of the same people whom I didn't remember seeing the next day, etc.. My friends kept trying to talk me out of getting more drinks but I insisted. They kept me safe, but they enjoyed watching the show. One even worked my phone for me and helped me drunk dial. In retrospect, if you can't work a phone, stay off it. ;)The last thing I remember is taking out my contacts somehow and losing the one of the tops. That and yacking on a pillow.

The next morning my friends beat on the door of my van and yelled, "Dude, get up it's 11." I get up and go outside and it is freezing. I look at my phone: 7:45 AM. Bastards.

I go to put in my contacts and discover I somehow gained one. No clue where it came from. The rest of the day and evening people would come up to me and laugh. They'd ask, "You going big again tonight?" and tell some story of something I did.

Saturday night I was "That Guy." "That Guy who stays sober enough to take care of his friends."

Stupidity if left untreated is self-correcting
If ya can't be good, look good, if that fails, make 'em laugh.

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Disco at the local hot spot - ABC Lounge on Gandy Blvd. in Tampa.

Men's booty contest and there were only three of us left on the dance floor - shake, shake, shake, shake your booty.

I got bumped off by the female judge and had to leave the floor. Pissed me off. I went back up and mooned the whole crowd.

Owner didn't like it but the DJ and the waitresses did and gave me free drinks the rest of the night and one took me home with her...and that is a different story.
My reality and yours are quite different.
I think we're all Bozos on this bus.
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waitresses did and gave me free drinks the rest of the night and one took me home with her...and that is a different story.




That starts out

"There was this waitress in Tampa with an Adam's apple....."



I thought the 'Penthouse Letters' always started out:

One time when I was a college student in Fla... :P










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I never thought this would happen to me, but...



There i was minding my own business at a boogie when up walks this guy wearing a thong and a sombrero, holding a bottle of wild turkey in one hand and a three litre of coke in the other asking if i wanted some "kickin' chicken". . . :P:D

Never look down on someone, unless they are going down on you.

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I tell no stories. My friends tell enough of them.

I meet people at boogies/DZs/out and about. I introduce myself and you'd be suprised how many times I have heard:
"That's you!?"
"I've heard about you!"
"You're that guy!?"
"Didnt you do __________ at the __________?"
"AAAAAAAaaaaaaahhaahahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" as they run away crying.
Goddam dirty hippies piss me off! ~GFD
"What do I get for closing your rig?" ~ me
"Anything you want." ~ female skydiver
Mohoso Rodriguez #865

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I was sorta that guy...

One night during summerfest at SDC they hosted a casino night and my g/f and her best friend agreed to be dealers. I lost all of my chips in like two hands at the poker table so I wandered around while my g/f kept feeding me jack and cokes that she was getting for free.

The two girls decide to go to the bathroom together and conviced me to deal texas hold 'em until they get back. After arguing w/ an exmarine over something to due w/ dealing I realized I was way too drunk to be dealing. The girls by the way ditched me or got preoccupied and left me hanging. I'm sure everyone at the table was rolling their eyes because they wanted to play some cards and I was too drunk to even deal the cards.


--"Someday you will die and somehow somethings going to steal your carbon" -MM

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I never thought this would happen to me, but...



There i was minding my own business at a boogie when up walks this guy wearing a thong and a sombrero, holding a bottle of wild turkey in one hand and a three litre of coke in the other asking if i wanted some "kickin' chicken". . . :P:D


So wud' you two talk about over breakfast the next morning?:D:D:P
It's pretty pathetic when you have to TELL people you're fucking cool Skymama «narrative»This thread will lock in 3..2.. What a load of narrow-minded Xenophobic Bullshit!-squeak

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I never thought this would happen to me, but...



There i was minding my own business at a boogie when up walks this guy wearing a thong and a sombrero, holding a bottle of wild turkey in one hand and a three litre of coke in the other asking if i wanted some "kickin' chicken". . . :P:D


So wud' you two talk about over breakfast the next morning?:D:D:P



Prolly hemroid medication recommendations! :P










~ If you choke a Smurf, what color does it turn? ~

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I tell no stories. My friends tell enough of them.

I meet people at boogies/DZs/out and about. I introduce myself and you'd be suprised how many times I have heard:
"That's you!?"
"I've heard about you!"
"You're that guy!?"
"Didnt you do __________ at the __________?"
"AAAAAAAaaaaaaahhaahahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" as they run away crying.




awh hippie, you just know how to have a good time!!
:P
(I.C.D#2 VP)
""I'm good with my purple penis straw" ~sky mama

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I tell no stories. My friends tell enough of them.

I meet people at boogies/DZs/out and about. I introduce myself and you'd be suprised how many times I have heard:
"That's you!?"
"I've heard about you!"
"You're that guy!?"
"Didnt you do __________ at the __________?"
"AAAAAAAaaaaaaahhaahahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" as they run away crying.




awh hippie, you just know how to have a good time!!
:P


yes, yes I do... ;)
Goddam dirty hippies piss me off! ~GFD
"What do I get for closing your rig?" ~ me
"Anything you want." ~ female skydiver
Mohoso Rodriguez #865

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