It's 3AM I must be lonley...

mannye

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but no! I'm at work helping develop the new Spanish-language Jackass. It's actually pretty funny... One of them was passed out on a lounge chair and the other guys carefully picked the whole thing up and just threw him in the pool! Fuckin' hysterical!
 
shucks... I've never banned anyone and I wouldn't want to.
















It's more fun screwing around with the account than just cutting someone off completely. :shifty:
 
dodgechargerfan said:
shucks... I've never banned anyone and I wouldn't want to....


It's more fun screwing around with the account than just cutting someone off completely. :shifty:

here's a man who thinks outside the box....:clap:
 
I'm lonely 'cause I have no freinds or a pool.

Look, if you had paid me for lasts weeks "friend" duties, I would still be talkin to you. cough it up!
you know "who" will be your friend for money.... :D
 
I like money first friends...but in my experieince they are usually female and don't stick around as long as "beer" friends.
 
mannye said:
One of them was passed out on a lounge chair and the other guys carefully picked the whole thing up and just threw him in the pool! Fuckin' hysterical!

Not bad. Better would be to have a few guys pick someone's whole bed, with them still sleeping in it of course, and quietly lower it into the pool. The mattress will float unitl it soaks up enough water. If done properly the victim will wake up thinking he peed in the bed then gets up and falls in the pool.:bwuhaha:
 
Ah, the fun things we used to do to folks who were foolish enough to fall asleep whilst we were drinking...
  • In high school, we shaved off the left eyebrow, right half of moustache, and left half of beard for a checkerboard effect on one guy.
  • Moving on to college, we wrapped one of our friends with Christmas lights, stuck a silk-ball ornament in his mouth, hog tied him, then threw a sheer curtain over him. He looked like a Christmas pig in a chrysalis... of this, there are multiple photos, none of which I have.
  • I zonked out on a couch after something like 27 hours of Rallye drinking, only to wake up in the apartment-complex hallway, locked out for being a "lightweight" (I was the only Rallye drinker, everyone else had passed out at some point during my stint). Strangely, none of the other tenants ever made mention of it.
  • At one gal's apartment, she made the mistake of passing out, and I had the bright idea of taking a bra and panties from her dresser, and setting them on the back of the couch where she was sleeping. Of course, when she awoke (party still going), she absolutely freaked since she recognized her undergarments... but not closely enough to realize that they weren't the one's she'd been (and still was) wearing. She flipped out--she thought we'd taken the opportunity for a peek while she was out, until she realized she was still fully dressed.
  • One feller with enormongous, stinky feet passed out, and we decided to disinfect his aromatic shoes with Lysol... say, ¾ of a can of it. Then we remembered Lysol burns, so we lit his expensive pump Air Jordans (expensive enough on their own, but try to find them in 16EEE) and turned out the lights. Very cool--looked like the exhaust nozzles of an F-15 at night. He wasn't so entertained, though, especially when a crunching sound reminded him with every step what we'd done.
  • And remember, it's always fun to take two blacked-out drunks and put them in bed together. They'll wonder what the hell happened the night before until you let them in on the joke... assuming you do, of course. ;) This is even funnier with same-sex "couples", because if you're awake when one of them rises, you can catch 'em trying to sneak out unnoticed. Have a camera at the ready.
We were bastards... it was fun.
 
I got my back side filled with katsup at a bachelor party but got revenge when one of the perpetraters invited me in to crash on the guest bed (were there photos?) instead of in the keg trailer.

My favorite is the steering wheel twitch while pass outee is clomping his head on the side window. :confused: "where are we"? :quaff: "half-way there" "oh" :giggedy:
 

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