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Post by Viking Dong on Sept 11, 2008 7:19:57 GMT -5
Nope.
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Post by sascrotch on Sept 11, 2008 13:25:23 GMT -5
Yep.
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Post by Viking Dong on Sept 14, 2008 11:35:29 GMT -5
stfu
Nope.
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Post by sascrotch on Sept 15, 2008 9:48:09 GMT -5
gtfo
yep.
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Post by Viking Dong on Sept 15, 2008 12:42:22 GMT -5
OMG
Nope.
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Post by sascrotch on Sept 16, 2008 14:27:59 GMT -5
OMFG
Yep.
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Post by Viking Dong on Sept 17, 2008 7:28:45 GMT -5
I know.
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Post by sascrotch on Sept 17, 2008 10:12:11 GMT -5
me too
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Post by Viking Dong on Sept 17, 2008 13:40:15 GMT -5
Whoa, so do I, what a kwinkydinky.
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Post by egyptiandong on Sept 17, 2008 14:33:39 GMT -5
Your dinky is kinky.
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Post by Viking Dong on Sept 17, 2008 14:51:58 GMT -5
Don't make me shrinky your winky
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Post by sascrotch on Sept 18, 2008 9:48:52 GMT -5
that's what she (a gypsy) said
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Post by egyptiandong on Sept 19, 2008 15:08:04 GMT -5
Scary. it reminds me of an old Gypsy woman I once met.
I was hitchhiking highway 370, just north of the Canada-America border. A big Volts Wagon Hippie van pulled to the side of the road. As the van puled next to me I could smell the most seducing fragrance of some herb I couldn't place. When the door opened a burst of smoke came out the entire van was full of this thick smoke. The man behind the wheel asked me where I was heading so I told him I was heading down Mexico way, Luckily he was heading to Texas so that would help a lot. I crawled into the van trying to keep my head low and out of the smoke so I could breathe. It didn't take me long to find the source of the smoke. There was a small, but bright, yellow fire were the radio should be. "I believe your vehicle is a flame good sir" I informed the driver. "Thats our light. You see this van doesnt have head lights it focuses the light from this fire" He explained. I could here bongo drums coming from somewhere but after looking for about thirty minutes I couldn't find them, so I asked the driver. "Oh thats just Miss. Velvet" He replied. Thinking the man was a fucking lunatic, because it was only he and I in the van, I asked who and where Miss. Velvet was. "You probably think I'm a Fucking lunatic" He said "kind of" I said. He explained she rides on the top of the van because of the smoke. This made sense to me because it was dark and it would be easy to miss someone sitting in top of the van.
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Post by egyptiandong on Sept 19, 2008 15:30:55 GMT -5
"Well this is where we spend the night" The driver who's name turned out to be Led Belly, But I could call him Led. I stepped out of the van to find us in the middle of no where and on a beach. "what the hell is this I thought we were going to Texas" I Exclaimed. "We are Dumb fuck we are going to go by see to bypass the border" he replied politely. "Why the fuck do we need to bypass the border" I asked. "Cuz we are smuggling wild mandrakes into America. I couldn't help but wonder how we were going to cross the ocean, but my thoughts were quickly distracted by the Tallest most beautiful black woman i have ever seen. She had to have been 6'9" with light skin and long flowing robes. She also wore a turban which made me think terrorist but I didn't say anything. "I know your wondering how we are going to get over the water" She said, I nodded in response. "The answer will come with the morning for now we fuck" I looked around to see where Led was thinking it was kind of rude of her to say that right in front of me. "I was talking to you Joe" Miss. Velvet said, Led was no where to be found. It was the most incredible sex I have ever had. It seemed like my dick was harder & longer, and I was fucking harder & longer than ever. After a few minutes of this we went to sleep. The next morning I woke to find myself alone, naked, cold, and all of my shit was gone. WTF I thought. I figured they had played me for a fool and started to think of what to do next when a familiar voice interrupted my thoughts. "Joe here we are" I looked to find Miss. Velvet standing on the van in the middle of the water. I hopped in. Led asked me why I was heading to Mexico. I was afraid it would eventually happen."I killed my wife for cheating on me. They were gonna hang me if I didn't get outa there". After a few hours of sailing and a few quickies with Miss Velvet we were in Texas.
I will never forget her or that magic van that ran on sex and voodoo.
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Post by Viking Dong on Sept 19, 2008 19:30:36 GMT -5
Dude, you win.
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