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Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 2:12 pm
by popvulture
Grape Smuggler.
Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 6:55 pm
by $harkToootth
I know how I'm going to win BILF. JHS Tube Screamer -> Nu Screamer -> Grape Phaser. Winning Board!!!
Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 7:15 pm
by comesect2.0

id love to see a board filled projectile vomit material have corey y and lurker and some more rad dudes on camera having real time reactions recorded.
Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 8:31 pm
by $harkToootth
Okay this is important...probably the most important thing ever...
I've honestly thought about this post every day since it was posted.
Ghost Hip wrote:goroth wrote:Did Zvex ever post here back in the Devi days?
I know he was pretty involved in various DIY forums in the early days of both the internet and DIY - kinda seems possible he could have turned up here.
yeah probably not. unless Devi stirred up shit on harmony central (FUCK remember harmony central?) Zvex and Devi definitely did not get along, despite Devi referencing the fuzz factory as the pedal that got her into pedals/building.
I know too much about Devi's internet history.

I would like to know more about Devi's internet history...
Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 8:34 pm
by D.o.S.
You're living in it.

Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 8:37 pm
by $harkToootth
I feel like I missed out. I've kind of a sick fuck so I've been reading threads from 2007-09 (mainly 09 not much happening in 07-08 era here).
Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 8:39 pm
by Chankgeez
Yeah, I think a lot of the oldest posts are gone.

Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 7:08 am
by Achtane
I don't like reading my old posts, they make me wanna punch old me in the face. Like more than I already wish I could.
Unrelated, I wish that, just once in my life, someone would do the James Brown cape routine with me. I dunno, like I could just be getting out of a pool and someone would bring me a towel and I'd do it.
Or after showering with The Girl.
Someone, anybody...
Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 8:23 am
by comesect2.0
I woke up with Elton John songs in my head...hold m3 closer Tony Danza and don't let the sun go down on me...which has condensed into visuals of avoiding unwanted solar blowjobs.
Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 9:07 am
by dubkitty
don't let your son go down on me.
Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 10:07 am
by Kacey Y
(Remember to put a 90's Michael Jackson joke here before hitting "Submit")
Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 11:16 am
by BetterOffShred
Sears.. Michael Jackson.. boys underpants half off etc..
Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2018 8:44 am
by Invisible Man
When I was in the 4th grade, my school had a Halloween party. Dress up in your costume, get candy, play games. Unbeknownst to me, my mom (who was not invited to participate) dressed up as a clown and came to school. She was unrecognizable. At the end of the day, she leaned in close to me, lowered her voice, said ‘HI, BRAD,’ and split.
She spied on me all day to see what I was like at school. I didn’t know it was her until years later.
Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2018 8:51 am
by Invisible Man
The first time I met my now in-laws, I went over to their house for dinner. I started a small campfire in their backyard (they don’t have a fire pit), and brought an 8 foot inflatable Shrek I stole from a grocery store I worked at. I borrowed a bike pump and inflated the Shrek.
When it was time to leave, I strapped the Shrek to the top of my 1970 VW Beetle and drove my now-bride home.
Re: The Confessions Thread
Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2018 9:03 am
by Kacey Y
Invisible Man wrote:When I was in the 4th grade, my school had a Halloween party. Dress up in your costume, get candy, play games. Unbeknownst to me, my mom (who was not invited to participate) dressed up as a clown and came to school. She was unrecognizable. At the end of the day, she leaned in close to me, lowered her voice, said ‘HI, BRAD,’ and split.
She spied on me all day to see what I was like at school. I didn’t know it was her until years later.
