Jump to content

man talk


Toe Cutter

Recommended Posts

This forum is supported by the 12ozProphet Shop, so go buy a shirt and help support!
This forum is brought to you by the 12ozProphet Shop.
This forum is brought to you by the 12oz Shop.
  • Replies 1.2k
  • Created
  • Last Reply

Top Posters In This Topic

Yo do u ever scratch your ass and then smell your finger? I love poo. Man Talk, son.

 

dude overheard at a party referring to me: "she's the most badass dude ever."

Radical dudes think I am a dude.

So I am allowed to talk in a dudes only thread.

 

To start off, this is going to be a little long.

But it relates, so I will tell.

 

So I spent this last weekend out camping at this Texas grind/metal fest.

I came down with a sickness, so I went to bed early the second night.

The third morning, I wake up, crawl out of my tent and smoke a cigarette.

I see a strange dude walking around in short shorts.

I didn't think much.

I crawl back into my tent and lay down with my legs out the door flap.

As I look up, I can see short shorts bee-lining it toward my tent.

I figured he was just coming to talk.

I was wrong.

He laid on my tent.

With me still inside.

 

Me: hey dude, what's up?

Dude:I'm on acid.

Me: oh, well. can you get off my tent, dude?

Dude: When is it going to stop?

Me: If you get off my tent, I can help you figure that out.

Dude:Can you call my mom?

Me:I don't know you, or your mom and nobody gets reception out here, I can't help you. Can you get off my tent?

 

I hear laughter coming from the other tent cities around us.

Someone finally comes and pulls him up off my tent.

I crawl out and face the day.

 

A few minutes later, I am talking with some buddies.

Acid dude walks up and sits down.

Looking sad.

Then pukes.

I give him water.

We say how sad it is that he is having such a horrible time.

But it's almost 9 in the morning, and I have a 1/2 gallon of rum with my name on it.

I walk to get my drank on.

We sit Acid Dude in the field and figure we can keep an eye on him.

 

A few minutes later someone says,

"He just scratched his ass, now he is smelling his finger with fury."

We laugh.

 

A few minutes later.

Acid Dude shits his pants.

Or shall I say, he shits his short shorts.

Then he starts eating his own shit.

Handfuls of not-so-solid looking shit.

We flip out.

Laughing.

And feeling bad for him at the same time.

 

We take him to a tent and lay him down.

Later on in the afternoon, I am pretty well into my drunk.

He walks up to the camp site we are sitting at..wrapped in a blanket and looking sad and like he's had the worst day of his life.

As he walked up, I quietly said that I bet he is nude underneath the blanket.

He was.

He showed us what he was working with quite a few times.

 

Then I got drunk and listened to some metal.

And tried not to think about the sad nude dude walking around that had feasted on his own fecal matter for breakfast.

 

Poor dude.

A real life PSA telling kids the horrors of LSD.

 

All the shit wreckage was burnt in a fire.

He will never live that day down.

For as long as he lives, he will be known as the dude at No Thanks that ate shit, literally.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

dude! i totally built a pillow fort...but in mine, girls are allowed.

873oj9d.jpg

 

For some reason, right now, this looks so excellent to me.

 

Probably because I've been sleeping on some metal head's stinky couch.

Sleeping in tents.

Passing out in grass.

Sleeping on my mom's couch.

 

My life seems to have taken a turn into the slight scumbag direction.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

dude overheard at a party referring to me: "she's the most badass dude ever."

Radical dudes think I am a dude.

So I am allowed to talk in a dudes only thread.

 

To start off, this is going to be a little long.

But it relates, so I will tell.

 

So I spent this last weekend out camping at this Texas grind/metal fest.

I came down with a sickness, so I went to bed early the second night.

The third morning, I wake up, crawl out of my tent and smoke a cigarette.

I see a strange dude walking around in short shorts.

I didn't think much.

I crawl back into my tent and lay down with my legs out the door flap.

As I look up, I can see short shorts bee-lining it toward my tent.

I figured he was just coming to talk.

I was wrong.

He laid on my tent.

With me still inside.

 

Me: hey dude, what's up?

Dude:I'm on acid.

Me: oh, well. can you get off my tent, dude?

Dude: When is it going to stop?

Me: If you get off my tent, I can help you figure that out.

Dude:Can you call my mom?

Me:I don't know you, or your mom and nobody gets reception out here, I can't help you. Can you get off my tent?

 

I hear laughter coming from the other tent cities around us.

Someone finally comes and pulls him up off my tent.

I crawl out and face the day.

 

A few minutes later, I am talking with some buddies.

Acid dude walks up and sits down.

Looking sad.

Then pukes.

I give him water.

We say how sad it is that he is having such a horrible time.

But it's almost 9 in the morning, and I have a 1/2 gallon of rum with my name on it.

I walk to get my drank on.

We sit Acid Dude in the field and figure we can keep an eye on him.

 

A few minutes later someone says,

"He just scratched his ass, now he is smelling his finger with fury."

We laugh.

 

A few minutes later.

Acid Dude shits his pants.

Or shall I say, he shits his short shorts.

Then he starts eating his own shit.

Handfuls of not-so-solid looking shit.

We flip out.

Laughing.

And feeling bad for him at the same time.

 

We take him to a tent and lay him down.

Later on in the afternoon, I am pretty well into my drunk.

He walks up to the camp site we are sitting at..wrapped in a blanket and looking sad and like he's had the worst day of his life.

As he walked up, I quietly said that I bet he is nude underneath the blanket.

He was.

He showed us what he was working with quite a few times.

 

Then I got drunk and listened to some metal.

And tried not to think about the sad nude dude walking around that had feasted on his own fecal matter for breakfast.

 

Poor dude.

A real life PSA telling kids the horrors of LSD.

 

All the shit wreckage was burnt in a fire.

He will never live that day down.

For as long as he lives, he will be known as the dude at No Thanks that ate shit, literally.

 

hahhaa i bet hes never goign to think twice baout doinacid again

Link to comment
Share on other sites

peyote..You should have came up for No Thanks.

The tent city next to mine was the H-Town Circle Pit Brigade.

That girl that you posted in the Myspace thread was with them.

And some dude that harassed me about my NVEE tattoo.

DO THE CAT!!

He kept saying to me.

It was annoying.

 

Either way, you should have gotten up off your ass, left 12oz for a weekend, and came out to get your grind on with me.

 

I have a feeling that dude will never do acid again.

I also have a feeling he will never be the same person he was before this weekend again.

 

 

PS. Body hair grosses me out to the max, bro.

Totally.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Those video's posted yesterday gave it away.

 

 

 

I didn't see the videos. But I was thinking it in that 20z thread when "they" were doing the back and forth flirting. Talking about beefing with dude mom and shit. Yeah right, like some 20 something year old chick is going to beef with a 13 year olds mom in the days of Chris Hanson and the witch hunt for pervs.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Join the conversation

You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.

Guest
Reply to this topic...

×   Pasted as rich text.   Paste as plain text instead

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Your link has been automatically embedded.   Display as a link instead

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.


×
×
  • Create New...