I got all sloshed Saturday night at a friends house. Then this girl was telling my GF how she wanted to hump me... I was like WTF is wrong with people.... The girl was a beligerant fool and thank god my GF was sober enough to realise the girl was a moron.
Dont go to Gatlinburg...
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so did you hit it?stosh said:
Too bad you're vacation sucked, then. Sounds like you and your girl would have had more fun at Hedonism II in Jamaica than in BumbleFvckTN.BurlyShirley said:
Ive seen commercials for that on Playboy TV long ago. It sounds cool, but Im sure if I went it would just either be a bunch of dudes or really gross old people. Im sure its not the orgy with hot chicks they make it out to be on TV.llkoolkeg said:
Hedonism II is a blast, I was there in 1991. But its a sin to bring a GF, thats where you go to have funllkoolkeg said:
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So BS is right about the big man orgy, huh???Brian HCM#1 said:Hedonism II is a blast, I was there in 1991. But its a sin to bring a GF, thats where you go to have fun
Well we've come to find out that 4 of the people at this party have the Herp. Needless to say most of these people aren't are close friends so chances are we won't be hanging out there much anymore....biggins said:
Sometimes I'm so glad I have a GF and I'm in a committed relationship because it's scary what's out there.....
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You don't just get herpes hangin out with folks stosh.stosh said:
No its not like one of your Texas male Wrangler butt rubbing parties. Why would you bring a GF there? There are lots of good looking girls to hook up with is my point. To bring your GF is like bringing ice to Eskimos, its not necessary.loco said:So BS is right about the big man orgy, huh???
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Oh - you weren't clear and then I factored in you being in the bay area, well, you know where this is going.Brian HCM#1 said:
For some reason, Gatlinburg sounds like it should be the name of a town in the "do you know the muffin man" song...hm.
"...go see the mall in Gatlinburg, in Gatlinburg, in Gatlinburg..."
"don't get drunk and swap GFs in Gatlinburg, in Gatlinburg, in Gatlinburg....."
"...go see the mall in Gatlinburg, in Gatlinburg, in Gatlinburg..."
"don't get drunk and swap GFs in Gatlinburg, in Gatlinburg, in Gatlinburg....."
Do you always go to work stoned?Megan Black said:For some reason, Gatlinburg sounds like it should be the name of a town in the "do you know the muffin man" song...hm.
"...go see the mall in Gatlinburg, in Gatlinburg, in Gatlinburg..."
"don't get drunk and swap GFs in Gatlinburg, in Gatlinburg, in Gatlinburg....."
every day except today!stosh said:
are you hitting on me?stosh said:
Threads like this prevent me from hanging out at swap meets or watching Jerry Springer all day.
doo dee doo dee doo......
doo dee doo dee doo......
did you see a herpes-infected member up close ?stosh said:
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Wait a minute - she was a he??? Lady's a dude??? What's going on here???
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Maybe there is a different meaning to a "boy named sue" -
A Boy Named Sue
Written By: Shel Silverstein
Popularized By: Johnny Cash
Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much for ma and me,
just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now I don't blame him 'cause he ran and hid,
but the meanest thing that he ever did was
before he left, he went and named me Sue.
Well he must've thought it was quite a joke,
and it got lots of laughs from a-lots of folks,
seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some girl would giggle and I'd get red,
some guy would laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell you, it ain't easy bein' a boy named Sue.
I grew up tough and I grew up mean,
my fists got hard and my wits got keen,
had to roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars,
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars,
and find the man that give me that awful name.
It was Gatlinburg in late July,
and I'd just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
There in a saloon on a street of mud,
and at a table dealing stud,
sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me Sue.
I knew that snake was my own sweet dad,
from a worn out picture that my mother had,
and I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and grey and old,
and I looked at him and my blood ran cold,
and I said "Hi, my name is Sue. How do you do?
Now you're gonna die." Yeah, that's what I told him.
I hit him hard right between the eyes,
and he fell down, but to my surprise,
come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
Then I busted a chair right across his teeth,
and we went through the wall and out into the street,
kickin' and a-gougin' in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell you I've fought tougher men,
but I really can't remember when,
he kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
First I heard him laughing, then I heard him cussing,
he went for his gun but I pulled mine first,
and I saw staring and me, then I saw him smile.
And he said "Son, this world is rough,
and if a man's gonna make it he's gotta be tough,
and I knew I wouldn't be there to help you along.
So I give you that name and I said 'goodbye,'
I knew you'd have to get tough or die,
and it's that name that helped to make you strong.
Now son, you've just fought one helluva a fight,
and I know you hate me, and you've got the right,
to kill me now and I wouldn't blame you do.
But you ought to thank me before I die,
for the gravel in your guts and the spit in your eye,
'cause I'm the ********* that named you Sue."
Yeah, what could I do, what could I do?
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun,
I called him a pa and he called me a son,
and I come away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
everytime I do, everytime I win,
And I think if I ever have a boy, I'm gonna name him-
Bill or George, anything but Sue!
- A Boy Named Sue
Written By: Shel Silverstein
Popularized By: Johnny Cash
Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much for ma and me,
just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now I don't blame him 'cause he ran and hid,
but the meanest thing that he ever did was
before he left, he went and named me Sue.
Well he must've thought it was quite a joke,
and it got lots of laughs from a-lots of folks,
seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some girl would giggle and I'd get red,
some guy would laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell you, it ain't easy bein' a boy named Sue.
I grew up tough and I grew up mean,
my fists got hard and my wits got keen,
had to roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars,
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars,
and find the man that give me that awful name.
It was Gatlinburg in late July,
and I'd just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
There in a saloon on a street of mud,
and at a table dealing stud,
sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me Sue.
I knew that snake was my own sweet dad,
from a worn out picture that my mother had,
and I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and grey and old,
and I looked at him and my blood ran cold,
and I said "Hi, my name is Sue. How do you do?
Now you're gonna die." Yeah, that's what I told him.
I hit him hard right between the eyes,
and he fell down, but to my surprise,
come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
Then I busted a chair right across his teeth,
and we went through the wall and out into the street,
kickin' and a-gougin' in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell you I've fought tougher men,
but I really can't remember when,
he kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
First I heard him laughing, then I heard him cussing,
he went for his gun but I pulled mine first,
and I saw staring and me, then I saw him smile.
And he said "Son, this world is rough,
and if a man's gonna make it he's gotta be tough,
and I knew I wouldn't be there to help you along.
So I give you that name and I said 'goodbye,'
I knew you'd have to get tough or die,
and it's that name that helped to make you strong.
Now son, you've just fought one helluva a fight,
and I know you hate me, and you've got the right,
to kill me now and I wouldn't blame you do.
But you ought to thank me before I die,
for the gravel in your guts and the spit in your eye,
'cause I'm the ********* that named you Sue."
Yeah, what could I do, what could I do?
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun,
I called him a pa and he called me a son,
and I come away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
everytime I do, everytime I win,
And I think if I ever have a boy, I'm gonna name him-
Bill or George, anything but Sue!
I've never been myself, but I have friends that made it their own personal oat field for the sewing...and the pics of the hotties they brought back...ohhh myyyyy.Brian HCM#1 said:Hedonism II is a blast, I was there in 1991. But its a sin to bring a GF, thats where you go to have fun
he may need to see a herpetologist.narlus said:
lookin' at some alabama blacksnake, was he?
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WORD.
LMAO!narlus said:
loco said:
Troll.
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PeckerwoodClark Kent said:
damn, Burly, that bites.
I love that area of the Smokies and try to visit when I go to see my mom each year. What are you doing with a chick who is into shopping anyway?
I love that area of the Smokies and try to visit when I go to see my mom each year. What are you doing with a chick who is into shopping anyway?
She's hot and pretty cool usually. Doesnt annoy me too much. I need a hot one that rides though, or at least has her own hobby that allows me plenty of time to do what I want. I also need one that doesnt go to church.ghettorigged said:damn, Burly, that bites.
I love that area of the Smokies and try to visit when I go to see my mom each year. What are you doing with a chick who is into shopping anyway?
But the smokys looked real cool from a distance. hahaha. Ive never seen them in all my years living in TN.
Amen brother!loco said:Maybe there is a different meaning to a "boy named sue"
A Boy Named Sue
Written By: Shel Silverstein
Popularized By: Johnny Cash
did shel silverstein really write that song?
you learn something every day.
you learn something every day.
Geez, I can't believe you went shopping! Outlet malls suck!
I understand what you are saying though..........A kayaking friend of mine and I road tripped to the Smokies to do some paddling (they have some awesome rivers in that area) and she made me stop at the F***ing casino on the way in.....................ugh!
There are some really great riding, paddling, hiking, etc. oppurtunities in the area............can't believe you went shopping! (Unless it was at NOC)
Take heart........not all girls like to shop though ...........(unless it's a bike shop or outdoor retailer for me) .........sounds like you need to find one with the same interests that you have.
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I understand what you are saying though..........A kayaking friend of mine and I road tripped to the Smokies to do some paddling (they have some awesome rivers in that area) and she made me stop at the F***ing casino on the way in.....................ugh!
There are some really great riding, paddling, hiking, etc. oppurtunities in the area............can't believe you went shopping! (Unless it was at NOC)
Take heart........not all girls like to shop though ...........(unless it's a bike shop or outdoor retailer for me) .........sounds like you need to find one with the same interests that you have.
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LOL!!! We had to go to Gaitlinburg to get booze when we were in TN. We were staying in Pigeon Forge which is aparently a dry town 
It was a fun ride through the mountains in the mustang convertible though.
It was a fun ride through the mountains in the mustang convertible though.