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» It's not me, it's the drugs talking
tube pass
one mashed up monday morning around 9am, at this freak bar in Sydney called the Beresford i walk up to a table of weird thugs, and sit down to join them for a beer. With serious looks my way, i'm still so high i see no evil and pull out my london tube pass for a game of show and tell 'London Tube Pass' i announce.
The guy next to me then pulls his shirt up and points to an little wound in his side 'Bullet Wound from Niceragua'. Then turns around and points at an equally sized hole and says 'the bullet came out there'.
I'm feeling a bit queezy with my ego having deflated down to about the size of a jerbil. The guy to my right then says 'You think thats great, I can touch my right elbow, with my right hand'. We're all making fools out of ourselves trying this out, thinking 'there must be some lateral way. think out of the box .. think out of the box'. Shortly after he just unscrews his right hand and taps his elbow while holding his wooden hand. 'I was in a car accident. lost most of my right hand side' ... he then taps his right shoulder, his right leg, his right foot...
ouchies!
(Mon 19th Dec 2005, 2:51, More)
tube pass
one mashed up monday morning around 9am, at this freak bar in Sydney called the Beresford i walk up to a table of weird thugs, and sit down to join them for a beer. With serious looks my way, i'm still so high i see no evil and pull out my london tube pass for a game of show and tell 'London Tube Pass' i announce.
The guy next to me then pulls his shirt up and points to an little wound in his side 'Bullet Wound from Niceragua'. Then turns around and points at an equally sized hole and says 'the bullet came out there'.
I'm feeling a bit queezy with my ego having deflated down to about the size of a jerbil. The guy to my right then says 'You think thats great, I can touch my right elbow, with my right hand'. We're all making fools out of ourselves trying this out, thinking 'there must be some lateral way. think out of the box .. think out of the box'. Shortly after he just unscrews his right hand and taps his elbow while holding his wooden hand. 'I was in a car accident. lost most of my right hand side' ... he then taps his right shoulder, his right leg, his right foot...
ouchies!
(Mon 19th Dec 2005, 2:51, More)
» It's not me, it's the drugs talking
machine gun
i think it was about 1997, I had too many of those little pills and we were walking to the carpark so a couple of mates could change in another mate's van - get some more drugs stuff like that... After the gang finished in the van, we were walking through this mostly deserted car park, and i look to my left and see this big guy walking briskly carrying a machine gun with a shoulder strap about 20 metres away.
I dont even tell my friends, for i fear my life too much and just run through the carpark, then randomly through the city avoiding the danger, for about half an hour which is tough after 3 packs of smokes.
Ive lost my friends and i sit down outside the venue coming up on another pill and start laughing my head off while telling the whole story to this little girl next to me.
5 minutes later my friends are back, they see me and just go "what the fuck are you doing? we're in the car park and you just run from us!!!" apparently they were shouting at me to stop but i just ran from them and they couldnt catch me...
(Mon 19th Dec 2005, 3:26, More)
machine gun
i think it was about 1997, I had too many of those little pills and we were walking to the carpark so a couple of mates could change in another mate's van - get some more drugs stuff like that... After the gang finished in the van, we were walking through this mostly deserted car park, and i look to my left and see this big guy walking briskly carrying a machine gun with a shoulder strap about 20 metres away.
I dont even tell my friends, for i fear my life too much and just run through the carpark, then randomly through the city avoiding the danger, for about half an hour which is tough after 3 packs of smokes.
Ive lost my friends and i sit down outside the venue coming up on another pill and start laughing my head off while telling the whole story to this little girl next to me.
5 minutes later my friends are back, they see me and just go "what the fuck are you doing? we're in the car park and you just run from us!!!" apparently they were shouting at me to stop but i just ran from them and they couldnt catch me...
(Mon 19th Dec 2005, 3:26, More)