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  • #83551
    Covems
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    …meanwhile…
    …back at the cabin…

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    #83553
    Covems
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    …heheh…

    #83554
    sexilicious
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    wait you saying you left her at the cabin??? i would have thought you'd take her with you.

    #83555
    Covems
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    story of my life…

    …the horse gets the girl.

    #83556
    Covems
    Participant

    Woke up this morning missing my
    brand new red shirt

    #83557
    Covems
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    #83558
    Misdevious
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    Sooo not true!  Lots of women get raging horny when menstrual, and premenstrual… but the duct tape is a good idea, only to come off during oral sex while premenstrual; however, he can remove it while she's menstruating if that's his thing.  As for  that spear…not in a chest, but a euphemism for an erection.  This is a bit more accurate.

    #83559
    Covems
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    #83560
    Covems
    Participant

    It doesn't take long for this stuff to get out

    #83561
    Covems
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    #83562
    Covems
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    #83563
    Covems
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    If
    you had to name the craziest thing you did in your youth,
    what would it be?

    #83564
    jayc
    Participant

    So many, where do i start 

    here is a good one,  me and a couple of friends, dropped Acid  and hiked on trails that had been closed because of storm damage, we failed to notice the signs.

    i recall at one point walking with a sheer wall of granite to my right and less then foot of washed out trail  to my left…………..over 200 ft above a raging river 😮

    Then we took the same trail back 

    all of us shudder when the subject comes up today  :'(

    just one case from my lucky to be alive files.

    #83565
    AusWoody
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    It was the summer of 74 i was 17 yo i was going with a Dutch girl of 21 who lived three houses up the road from my grandparents. Her father was typical Dutch i guess about 6'4” tall built like a brick shit house and as mean a bloke as i ever met. He worked as a sewerage contractor, but did it all by manual labour so he was a formidable man. He really didn’t like me at all so i kept out of his way. Anyway it was about 230 pm on a week day and we were at her parents house in her bedroom doing what young people do when there parents are working, things were going along nicely when we heard a car pull into the driveway

    now her father drove down the driveway and turned around in the back yard which gave me the opportunity to put my pants on and grab my clothes and boots and beat a hasty retreat out the front door as he was entering the back door. They had a nice front garden a square of lawn with a white picket fence, being a smart bloke I chose to jump the fence, placing one foot on it and as I did the completer fence flattened to the ground. I didn’t slow down I ran across the road to the garage where my mate worked and ran into the storeroom with the picture of my mate doubled up with laughter as he realised what was going on.

    Meanwhile the father had come through his front door like a bull at a gate slamming it open and finding his fence flattened and me vanished from sight.
    It was a sight to behold this giant of a man standing on his footpath scratching his head trying to imagine exactly what had happened.

    While 50 yards away hiding behind a car getting petrol kelvin my mate and I were watching him almost wetting ourselves with laughter.

    #83566
    Brandybee
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    I went on a day trip to London with family and friends and visited the crown jewels.  I had a large  bag containing picnic blankets and put it down by my feet whilst admiring the sparklies.

    We wondered round then left, getting ready to move on to the next tourist attraction when I realised I had left the bag inside.

    Suddenly there was a surge of people leaving and I was fighting my way through only to be confronted by a burley Beefeater.

    “Bomb Scare”  he explained all serious.

    “But I've left my bag inside, ”  I explained and slowly … reality dawned on us both. 

    I was the culprit who had cleared the building. I had such a dressing down which is quite difficult to take when surrounded by men dressed like the Queen of hearts from Alice in wonderland. I was just thankful I didn't have an Irish accent.

    I got my bag back though and all was well with the Crown jewels again.

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