Desperate measures
Alright fellas, it's been quite a while since we've been active on the blog. So I'll set it off with a post that everybody should be able to comment on.
What's the most desperate piece of a$$ you've ever had? Perhaps you struck out at the club and had to go home to "Palmela", or maybe you took on a less-than-desirable lady to the tilt. Either way, explain to us the most desperate nut you've ever busted.
Ladies, now would be a good time to exit!
posted by nameloC sufuR @ 8:40 AM
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I can clearly see that this is one that don't nobody wanna fess up to, so I'll go first and break the ice.
OK, all the Vegas riders, go back in time with me circa 2002. Remember the night that Walker scored with that 36 year-old (I don't care what he says, she told me!). Anyway, you'll recall I didn't return to the room with you fellas that night. Instead, I saw a grenade with the pin pulled and took a heroic dive onto it!
Does anybody remember that movie "Never Ending Story"? Well this gal looked a lot like that wolf-creature that Atrayu snuffed at the end. You know, the one that was always in the bushes talking shit and chasin' nuccaz.
Continuing on, we made the choice to head back to her room for cocktails and some post-club festivities. When the dawn came and the natural light hit her face... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!
It was a "Finkle, Einhorn, Finkle, Einhorn, Finkle is Einhorn!" type of moment, except she was all woman. Needless to say I ran out of that room with an "Oregon Trail" style "grueling pace".
DISGUSTING! Luckily for me, dawn came before I disrobed and I didn't hit what would have been a personal worst and possible new low for the group (barring the ladies of choice for Frank Rose, of course).
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