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HighIntensity
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those were the days
smallmovesal
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when was that? 
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The Shadow
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um...actually no....
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Code
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He was funny back in the day when you were cool.
Oh wait, nevermind.
Oh wait, nevermind.
HamsterHider
New member
ummm you mean like when i was the vampire at outback steak house, or well remind me of some stories when was i funny?
smallmovesal
New member
HamsterHider said:
i'm now starting to confuse you with garza and it's frightening me.
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HighIntensity
Guest
give us a story for old time sakes big guy
HamsterHider
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saint808 said:
umm that is scary what do you mean????
HamsterHider
New member
give me a theme and i will relate it to an event in my weird life
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Code
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smallmovesal said:
He IS Garza!
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HighIntensity
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your v6 mustang
HamsterHider
New member
I am not garza.
HamsterHider
New member
My Gay v6 Mustang by Hamster Hider
The only reason I bought the stupid thing was because of 0% interest rate for the term of financing. Little did I know the car would allow me to see one of the most horrific sites of my life.
It was a dark sunday night near the downtown area of Las Vegas on a notrius street named fremont. Hamsterhider was cruising along in his gay ride the v6 mustang looking for a place to eat. all of a sudden a pack of what appeared to be good looking ho's was riding up behind him on bicycles while he was stopped at a stop light. Well he looks to the left and sees a crackdealer with no legs in a wheelchair kind of like snoop daog in training day. except this non cacausion has all gold teeth that glimmer in the pale light the st. ide's neon light is flashing in the corner liquor store. as the bicycling goddesses get closer I begin to notice there mouths seems hallow. They come up next to me and say hi hottie. I look in horror as i realize they all have no teeth and shrunken faces from meth. I accidenlty say gross out loud and one spits in my car as i am raising the window. i look in the seat and there is green phlem.
The only reason I bought the stupid thing was because of 0% interest rate for the term of financing. Little did I know the car would allow me to see one of the most horrific sites of my life.
It was a dark sunday night near the downtown area of Las Vegas on a notrius street named fremont. Hamsterhider was cruising along in his gay ride the v6 mustang looking for a place to eat. all of a sudden a pack of what appeared to be good looking ho's was riding up behind him on bicycles while he was stopped at a stop light. Well he looks to the left and sees a crackdealer with no legs in a wheelchair kind of like snoop daog in training day. except this non cacausion has all gold teeth that glimmer in the pale light the st. ide's neon light is flashing in the corner liquor store. as the bicycling goddesses get closer I begin to notice there mouths seems hallow. They come up next to me and say hi hottie. I look in horror as i realize they all have no teeth and shrunken faces from meth. I accidenlty say gross out loud and one spits in my car as i am raising the window. i look in the seat and there is green phlem.
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HamsterHider said:
If this was your salient moment in comedy, I suggest a career in embalming those who died laughing from your jokes.
Sure the work won't be taxing, or steady, but it will give the needed time off to generate funnier matieral.
HamsterHider
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These are not comedies . these are real life events others just choose to laugh at them.
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Code
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HamsterHider said:
Are you sure people were laughing at the story and not you?
j/k
