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[megabyteme]

You pussies must have felt pretty safe on the backs of bears.

They weren't regular run of the mill grizzly bears.They were raise exclusively on human flesh and evil.

Americans, then...

[mjmacky]

They weren't regular run of the mill grizzly bears.They were raise exclusively on human flesh and evil.

Unless they were cross bred with porcupines, I'd say it was still pretty comfy on their backs. Don't mind me, I used to work a rhinoceros rodeo.

[Artemis]

They weren't regular run of the mill grizzly bears.They were raise exclusively on human flesh and evil.

Unless they were cross bred with porcupines, I'd say it was still pretty comfy on their backs. Don't mind me, I used to work a rhinoceros rodeo.

How long did it take to apply your clown makeup?

[mjmacky]

Unless they were cross bred with porcupines, I'd say it was still pretty comfy on their backs. Don't mind me, I used to work a rhinoceros rodeo.

How long did it take to apply your clown makeup?

I was a stand in for when people wanted photos of an agitated erection.

[kafsheri]

you guys are great lol

[Squeamous]

In reply to Arty's stunning condemnation of my entire childhood, I'd like to say that I played British Bulldogs more. Which is basically rugby without a ball and I like to think that game is singularly responsible for making me the unrelenting minded and physically perfect specimen you see before you today.

In my culture we played 'raps', which was basically a card game where when you lost (50% of the time), you got someone jump off a chair holding the deck and thump your knuckled with them as hard as they could.
I attribute the fact I have the knuckles of a bareknuckle boxer to this

[manker]

In reply to Arty's stunning condemnation of my entire childhood, I'd like to say that I played British Bulldogs more. Which is basically rugby without a ball and I like to think that game is singularly responsible for making me the unrelenting minded and physically perfect specimen you see before you today.

In my culture we played 'raps', which was basically a card game where when you lost (50% of the time), you got someone jump off a chair holding the deck and thump your knuckled with them as hard as they could.
I attribute the fact I have the knuckles of a bareknuckle boxer to this

That culture diffused all the way to taint my childhood.

I played once and it really fucking hurt. So I refused to play again.
When I changed schools, I maintained my position on raps but during a skiing trip, some big boys made me choose between getting beat up or playing raps. I chose getting beat up and stared defiantly at the biggest one.

This sounds like one of those internets Jean Claude van Damme stories but guess what.
He beat the shit out of me then and on at least three further occasions where I refused to play.

Cunts.

[dfghj]

Posting in this thread is so that I don't annoy you all then is it?

Three more to go.

[Barbarossa]

Posting in this thread is so that I don't annoy you all then is it?

Three more to go.

It's so we can easily identify the pricks.

Hello

[Squeamous]

That culture diffused all the way to taint my childhood.

I played once and it really fucking hurt. So I refused to play again.
When I changed schools, I maintained my position on raps but during a skiing trip, some big boys made me choose between getting beat up or playing raps. I chose getting beat up and stared defiantly at the biggest one.

This sounds like one of those internets Jean Claude van Damme stories but guess what.
He beat the shit out of me then and on at least three further occasions where I refused to play.

Cunts.

The only rule of childhood is there are no rules but the ones you have to follow. And you will be beaten up.