... who is around? who got stories? who wants to hear mine...

and give feed back.

fucked up shit.

tell yer story if you got one and if you care, ask.

i had a fucked up night and im happy bout tomorrow. i thoguht gods basement was off so when i heard it was on...victory dance


but the wrong... wanna hang.

talk to lucky =D

 

my story:

i walked to wal mart today...bought a bra and some ear gauges. there was snow on the ground. it was cold.

i originally was going to family dollar. but they didn't have my bra size. so i walked farther to wally mart. my grandma called family dollar looking for me. i wasn't there. she was worried.

i came home. she was happy. the end.

now lets hear your story.

 

I like stories quite alot

 

I've got one...

So, the other night, at our new apartment, the furnace backfired right after we filled the oil tank...no biggie, it's been a while since it ran...

We dealt with the diesel fuel smell and left for the night.

The next day, I return to the same disgusting smell...no big deal, it just needed to air out. I opened a few windows, went upstairs and started cleaning the bathroom. I heard a loud bang, thought it was my friend slamming my door...went downstairs to a cloud of smoke. Went into the basement-OIL IS EVERYWHERE!!!

I call Kevin to tell him to call the landlord...he does, the guy is coming to fix it. I talk to the neighbor, find out it had already happened twice that morning, causing fire alarms to go off and scaring the shit out of them. I feel bad because their house also smells like diesel-death.

So, today, the guy finally fixes it. He isn't done, though, because the furnace is older than dirt (I think it might actually be made of dirt). So, I'm going to tell the landlord he owes me at least $10 for the lost oil and emotional damage! haha

One good point of yesterday...me and my friend were SOOO high on the fumes that we were dancing like idiots and singing and talking about weird shit. We had a blast being scared that our new home was going to explode!

 

"
I want to tell you a story
About a little man
If I can.
A gnome named Grimble Grumble.
And little gnomes stay in their homes.
Eating, sleeping, drinking their wine.
He wore a scarlet tunic,
A blue green hood,
It looked quite good.
He had a big adventure
Amidst the grass
Fresh air at last.
Wining, dining, biding his time.
And then one day - hooray!
Another way for gnomes to say
Hoooooooooray.
Look at the sky, look at the river
Isn't it good?
Look at the sky, look at the river
Isn't it good?
Winding, finding places to go.
And then one day - hooray!
Another way for gnomes to say
Hoooooooooray.
Hooooooooooooooray.
"

 

grimble sounds like a lazy wino.

 

ohhh i gota boy story to share with you on aim

scandelous

 

ooo I got another one that JUST HAPPENED! like right now!

My mom came to show me the awesome blanket she crocheted. And she just started teaching me how to do it! So, I've decided to start making them and donating them to homeless shelters because I have A TON of yarn that I got for free on freecycle. I'M SO PSYCHED! Even though she's passed out right now, i'm going to try and do this on my own

 

i got a story:

so my friend and I were walking down some dark street with some things were not supposed to be possessing, yet we were possessing these items. as we are walking we come to a street we had not seen before. we are walking for a little over 7 minutes when i say to my friend

"you know what would be hella sketch, if a cop just rolled through and busted"
"yeah, that would be crazy dude"

so we continue walking, we decide to cross the street and as we do, these headlights come for the right side of and we dont who it is. as the car passes we notice it was a cop car. my friend and i are just looking at going:

"damn that was close"

about 30 yards down the street, the cop decides to make a sharp U-turn and turn on his light. we book it up the hill and toss the stuff in our hands. the cop is just speeding to catch up to us and we are running as fast as we can. we hide some camper and watch as the cop passes.

after catching our breath, we come out from hiding and go back to where we were looking for the stuff we tossed. i found mine, my friend didnt find his. the rest of the night we kept duckin from the cops.

we ended up going back to his house and inviting over a couple of people.

 

Aww I remember when I used to run from the cops.

The key when being chased in a car...lose them for a split second, pull into a driveway and turn off the lights! works every time!