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Stale biscuits.
Just wanted everyone to know that ----
Its the bitchy biscuit boy's birthday next week. So everyone ignor it.
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yay ....
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oooooer
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The least care factor in the post wins a pack of stale OREO biscuits.
(Just jokes)
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so long as they r just stale and not soggy after you've been handling them bly - i know how u like touching oreo's lol, where's that horny :horny: pic when u need it!
BTW, those oreo's would be a bit stale cos i think the useby date was april 5???
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Re: Stale biscuits.
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Actually blyth, it was the 5th April... lol Was on the day of one of the SGL's... =( It's ok, I got mightly drunk the next weekend... I remember hoping in the taxi, then I remember stumbling in the door and falling on the bed... Not all that much more. |
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rather like my comby van incident.. :/
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Ok - now that needs more explaining. Cough up with the story Slaidey!
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Re: Re: Stale biscuits.
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that's why those oreo's were so stale and we fulfilled bly's request to ignore it didn't we (except I do remember wishing u happy birthday oro, and asking about that birthday party u went to one friday night, when i realised it was for YOUR birthday!!!)
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After a thrilling AFL win against Strathpine (in which I kicked the winning goal.. What made it thrilling we were last on the ladder and strathpine were undefeated), everyone decided to hit the turps hard. (btw I was just 14 1/2 at the time, but nobody seemed to mind, since I was playing senior football I must of been 18) Suffice it to say that I had drunk a tad too much. I happened to be talking to one of the players wives.. My memory may be failing a touch but I believe the conversation went something like. (Setting.. Wife sitting in chair, me staggering and waving around in front of her.) Me : "Hi" Wife : "Hi. You OK?" Me : "Sure.. " Wife : "You had a good game today." Me : "Yeah.. Pretty happy about winning. *Hic* " Wife : "You sure you're OK?" Me : "I think..." Wife : "You're drunk aren't you?" Me : "Yup.." Wife : "Well don't sit down then!" Me : "OK.." *staggers off* Not what you thought eh Slaide |
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Part 2
I thought to myself.... "Now that is strange... Don't sit down?" Due to my youthful naivety I decided to try that out. So I defied the wench and took a seat. Apparently (and I say apparently because these are second hand accounts which I cannot verify) I had passed out the moment my buttocks rested on the pastic seat. I fell asleep on the fall of the football club, apparently the bar person decided that he'd had enough of me snoring on the floor and threw me out. (after which he gave me a few swift kicks to make sure I was not dead). I vaguely remember being piled into a comby van, before passing out again. Then I woke up in the back yard of someone's house. Completely oblivious to fact that I had no idea where I was, how I had got there, (apart from the 3 second flashback) and where the fuck were my pants!!! Slaide |
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That my fellow zeros is a completely true story.
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Thats seems to lead to more questions.... Where were your pants?
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lol |
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