It's . . . that's complicated.Ravenpig wrote:But you have the butt sex. You win.
ilikecheese wrote:ilikecheese wrote:"I am the best singer ever in the entire universe/s"
wrote me for obvious reasons
You have several things wrong with you.ilikecheese wrote:ilikecheese wrote:ilikecheese wrote:"I am the best singer ever in the entire universe/s"
wrote me for obvious reasons
Absolutely my favourite BUCKLEY song.Specter wrote:I like sliding, I do.
*sips Lilac Wine*
Oh, I reeeeeaaaaally like you.Specter wrote:One of the greatest!
Have her sneak out and buy you some wine.
She brings it back, and you tell her to call you- My Sweetheart the Drunk
I've made a new friend today!Specter wrote:Buckley floats 'round these parts on a subtle breeze, whipping the river ever so slightly with that angelic voice.
Ripples, teeming with golden sparks of sunlight.
Fuck off, 1. I'm not homosexual and 2. We exchange heterosexual blowjobsRavenpig wrote:But you have the butt sex. You win.
The cuddling is what I appreciate.Not Tyson wrote:Fuck off, 1. I'm not homosexual and 2. We exchange heterosexual blowjobsRavenpig wrote:But you have the butt sex. You win.
Look I'll repost what I told another forum about the last time Crow stayed:
Let me tell you about this guy I know, he makes me play this game where we suck each others' dicks and call the person who cums first a fag. I usually win because my bro's never been all that great at cocksucking, and when he jizzes in my mouth, I make him finish me off then give him a passionate kiss so he has to swallow both loads. Then I berate him for the next hour or so about what a total fag he is.
But this one time, we were 69ing like normal, and I could tell my bro was getting really close to orgasm. I wasn't quite there yet, but I hear him whimper around my cock and it really gets to me. So I decide to take pity on my bro and slow way down, only gently stroking him and planting a tender kiss every now and again. Sure enough, I cum first and then finish him off and swallow. And then he looks over at me and plants a wet one right on my lips. I feel my own salty jizz slide into my mouth and swallow it happily. He breaks the kiss after a good while, looks me right in the eyes, says "...Fag" and punches me on the arm as hard as he can.
We cuddle naked for a while after that. I smile as he holds me in his strong arms and tells me what a colossal fucking faggot I am. I "agree" and laugh along with him, sometimes giving him another kiss or two. When it's finally time for me to leave (had to go to my girlfriend's birthday party), my bro gives me the biggest bro hug he's ever given and says "Thanks, bro." I tell him it's no big deal and that it was the least I could do for a bro as awesome as him.
I think we've become even better bros since then. I don't let that fucker win our game anymore, though. He's such a fag, goddamn.
Get with the times, zigster, my man. I've already posted this all over Facebook.ziggy23 wrote:
Kattress*Not Tyson wrote:Mistress?
More like mattress.
Well played, sir.xZ1mM3r wrote:Kattress*Not Tyson wrote:Mistress?
More like mattress.
My goodness.SO many of you know
MJK from tool, APC, Puscifer.
well he owns a vineyard in my state.
and well I heard there was a wine tasting, and it was mad people 3-5 courses and 120 people and a whole other bufet going on.
well i was mad stressed and was breaking down boxes and saw all the wine was from this certain city.
i was like naaa theres no was that it could be the same, no way I could be so lucky....
well when I was pushing a kart full of plates through a crowd of old ladies
and I saw him.
my eyes took a second as I scanned his being... I was litteraly start struck, kinda squinting but i was looking to long and needed to keep moving.
holy fuck i felt like a girl that saw elvis, my knees where weak, I was pumped with adrenaline.
my mind was flooded with many flashbacks of awesome times listening to this mans music.
any ways i was attached to the idea of meeting him, maybe getting a picture.......
idk then i was dealing with a lot of stress and almost didnt have a chance to see him, almsot wasnt even allowed by my boss.
but i ran out and
FUCK YEAH i like ran in a dark parking lot and stood next to a few people.
i knew it was him but it was dark.
"maynard..uhh can I shake your hand? Sorry sorry but I love your music"
he said somthing and it was dope he was very humble, sorta.
or I came in so fast, I was really stoned, and I had to run back becasue i had to sneak out to go see him.
but I ran away and my friend was like what happend.
and i was like "he dont give a fuck" casue he was with two ladies and dealin wine( and lookin very fit) and i have never seen a famous person
and i realized after
how weird that scenorio is, OMG I LOVE YOU SHAKE MY HAND PLEASE!......
beacause at first....its so beautiful, its like this thing,this music, this feeling
for somereason a handshake or whatever seems like the best thing in the world.
and its like what is he suposed to do like uuhhh yeah awesome...
like i was like damn, i wonder if that was annoying or, if like when i was running away if he heard me yell or...............
idk it was weird i was thinking all these dumb things, but it was like a lesson.....
hes probably used to fans and shit, he unsterdands the human condition.
i wish i was more calm, i wouldnt have even said anything else i wish i was just more present during the hand shake.......
it was like a blur..... i was so attached to this stess going on at work, and the fact of meeting the guy..........
it was still very awesome, and i got two bottles of "the diddler" a white wine from his vineyard!
but like yeah big whoop i met a famous person and was giddy like aschool girl big whoop.
but its the little things man!
anyways off to buy some tool tickets bitch!:smoke:
TOOL fans.iloveposters wrote:Saw this on the net
My goodness.SO many of you know
MJK from tool, APC, Puscifer.
well he owns a vineyard in my state.
and well I heard there was a wine tasting, and it was mad people 3-5 courses and 120 people and a whole other bufet going on.
well i was mad stressed and was breaking down boxes and saw all the wine was from this certain city.
i was like naaa theres no was that it could be the same, no way I could be so lucky....
well when I was pushing a kart full of plates through a crowd of old ladies
and I saw him.
my eyes took a second as I scanned his being... I was litteraly start struck, kinda squinting but i was looking to long and needed to keep moving.
holy fuck i felt like a girl that saw elvis, my knees where weak, I was pumped with adrenaline.
my mind was flooded with many flashbacks of awesome times listening to this mans music.
any ways i was attached to the idea of meeting him, maybe getting a picture.......
idk then i was dealing with a lot of stress and almost didnt have a chance to see him, almsot wasnt even allowed by my boss.
but i ran out and
FUCK YEAH i like ran in a dark parking lot and stood next to a few people.
i knew it was him but it was dark.
"maynard..uhh can I shake your hand? Sorry sorry but I love your music"
he said somthing and it was dope he was very humble, sorta.
or I came in so fast, I was really stoned, and I had to run back becasue i had to sneak out to go see him.
but I ran away and my friend was like what happend.
and i was like "he dont give a fuck" casue he was with two ladies and dealin wine( and lookin very fit) and i have never seen a famous person
and i realized after
how weird that scenorio is, OMG I LOVE YOU SHAKE MY HAND PLEASE!......
beacause at first....its so beautiful, its like this thing,this music, this feeling
for somereason a handshake or whatever seems like the best thing in the world.
and its like what is he suposed to do like uuhhh yeah awesome...
like i was like damn, i wonder if that was annoying or, if like when i was running away if he heard me yell or...............
idk it was weird i was thinking all these dumb things, but it was like a lesson.....
hes probably used to fans and shit, he unsterdands the human condition.
i wish i was more calm, i wouldnt have even said anything else i wish i was just more present during the hand shake.......
it was like a blur..... i was so attached to this stess going on at work, and the fact of meeting the guy..........
it was still very awesome, and i got two bottles of "the diddler" a white wine from his vineyard!
but like yeah big whoop i met a famous person and was giddy like aschool girl big whoop.
but its the little things man!
anyways off to buy some tool tickets bitch!:smoke: