hahah man

sorry guys apparently most of you are too dumb for this discussion.  sorry for sharing

you should box instead though because there would be less chances of broken shit (excluding faces of course)

I can't tell if bled is trolling or not.

if he is, then he is as bad as afura

at a hookah bar the other night this dude came p. drunk and fell down the stairs and just like LIED THERE for a couple minutes while his friends slapped him around in attempts to wake him up. the lights came on and everyone just kinda watched and he was ok but it was a pretty big buzz kill

not totally on topic but w/e

to make sure the kids stayed in bed

What?
they have children in the house and they're out there funneling beers(AKA beer-bongs), taking shots, and drunkenly wrestling around on the floor? lol oh man that's gr8

Yes, dragonx and Drule, only true posters are wise to the traditional methods of efficient trolling.  Everyone else is just playing catch-up.

Actually you know as I was taking three minutes out of my day to compose this thread earlier there was the slight glimmer of a possibility that this would just end up a short little thread with a bunch of dumb people making tired redneck jokes and pontificating about how real parents spend quiet evenings with their children watching TBN and holding hands. 

Beasely's story was kinda funny, though.  As was crumply's. 

there were also clever rpg_sharx references in more than one post...

NOTE: You should know right about now I don't take shit from any body.

*puts the tots to bed and tucks them in* BREAK OUT THE BEER BONG AND THE NATURAL ICE BABY, WE'RE GETTIN' FUUUUUCKED UP TONIGHT!

bled for every article or fireworks why must there be a smoke pot before drug test or breaking a woman's ankle while her children sleep in the next room

i guess I'm just not as consistently awesome as some of you people like........dietcoke.  if this were mashed potatoes then mine would be cold and kind of watery.....

Also I'm just wondering but are you keeping a record of every stupid topic everyone has ever made at GW or do I just really stick out in your mind as one of the dumbest people ever for smoking pot before a drug test EIGHT YEARS AGO?

gw.xls, ctrl-f bled...

8 years ?!? jesus christ I was 9 then

What happened is unfortunate. I've been in similar read (stupid) situations like that before where I was playing around with a bunch of intoxicated friends. A few years ago, a friend went on a macho trip and challenged a couple people in sequence. He easily asserted dominance over the first guy, choking him with his own arm. The second guy had about seventy five pounds on him and walked his feet up the front of the refrigerator when their match went to the ground, thus multiplying his downward force. My friend conceded that one, but got him to tap on their rematch. After he took a cigarette break, and we had some gatorade mixed with 151 (this was back in my drinking days...), we set up for our sparring match. We weren't really any brighter then you were, because this also took place in a kitchen.

Since my friend and I both happened to practice the same martial art (JKD - I emphasize this for you Steel, in case you need another good laugh) we spent a while just circling each other and making a few probative passes to test out our defenses. After a quick exchange of hand and foot strikes, we clinched and took each other down (no clear advantage at that point) for the ground fighting portion.

Being roughly equal in terms of skill, strength, and raw stubbornness, we put on a grappling clinic for roughly half an hour. As soon as I thought I had something I could exploit into a finish hold, the guy would roll like a crocodile. We battered each other against cabinets, appliances, and linoleum.

After a war of attrition which resulted in a myriad of bruises and possibly a light concussion, I was able to take advantage of an opening. After which, when my opponent had not made any sort of defensive or offensive move after a five count, I disengaged and was declared the winner. We still debate this, my friend claiming he was just storing up for his next attack.

During a later sparring match with another friend of mine with martial arts training, we both inflicted semi-permanent injuries on each other. I checked his advance with a stop-kick which I'd aimed below the knee but he'd somehow managed to sink into taking right on the knee-cap. He still limps sporadically. Later, he got me in a bad wrist lock (my wrist still clicks). When he tried going for the same thing again later, I pulled in, twisted the arm and illustrated how I could tag him in the head with an elbow.

I'm getting/have gotten too old for that stuff now though...

asserted dominance

the male circles the pack, growling. suddenly, the ambitious youngster approaches the silverback, beating his chest. note how he stands between the alpha and his mate. this is...yes! it's a challenge. oh my, look at this. nature at its most raw and brutal. the challenge is over, the youth slinks away, defeated. he will rejoin the pack when he finds a sufficient gift of an iPod or an awkward apology.

the other pack members seem confused. the large male is shrieking. even the alpha does not know how to deal with this. oh my. the large male...yes. he's pulling out the tool he spent so much time building. oh my goodness! ladies and gentlemen he's destroyed it in a cryptic show of dominance. I'm not sure I understand why he did this; the rest of the pack...it looks like they treat him with disdain. what would be the purpose of destroying a 1,500 samsung? the ways of these great apes are truly wild and strange.

the female approaches the males, without a hint of hesitation. its...yes! it's a dvd of lazytown. the males are confused. there will be no mating tonight, but the female seems pleased nonetheless.