Last one to post wins

[Abc1230]

Okay, yeah, [bleep] no. I can't do another [bleep]ing 2k >.> 2 is enough for now :rolleyes:

[Monk]

My reading list.. Mostly mangas..

 

Naruto: Waiting for updates

Bleach: Waiting for updates

FMA: Waiting for updates

History's Strongest Disciple: On Ch. 185

[Abc1230]

I used to read Naruto, Bleach, and HxH... Yeah, I'll admit I read Naruto 'cuz I used to be a total weaboo. I started reading Bleach before it was on Adult Swim. I stopped reading Bleach once it was on AS 'cuz I'ma rage quitting [bleep]. HXH was on hiatus for like 6 months and that was the last one... I just kinda gave up after that. This was like a year or two ago, I think...

[Death]

Yeah, I was just trolling earlier.

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T644QiS9D4Y

 

:twss:

[Abc1230]

Yeah, I was just trolling earlier.

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T644QiS9D4Y

 

:twss:

Get a haircut, you hippie -.-

[Monk]

Epic.

[Abc1230]

I actually saw that on yt before I saw it here ;) I was going to try to beat you to it :twss:

[Death]

I actually saw that on yt before I saw it here ;) I was going to try to beat you to it :twss:

I had a feeling you would. :rolleyes: I had the message pre-typed so that I could post as soon as possible.

 

Glad you guys liked it. :twss:

[Monk]

Death, have you tried straightening your hair?

[Death]

Death, have you tried straightening your hair?

Kind of, it's what I did for the mohawk thing I did. I haven't tried straightening it down though.

[Abc1230]

I just reminded myself of something (that I thought was) really funny that happened on... uh... Friday. There is this big field trip thing every year... Ffs I don't feel like typing. I'll go straight to the punchline.

 

My physics teacher said "Clothes are optional."

I was like :XD: and everybody else was like -_-

[Death]

I just reminded myself of something (that I thought was) really funny that happened on... uh... Friday. There is this big field trip thing every year... Ffs I don't feel like typing. I'll go straight to the punchline.

 

My physics teacher said "Clothes are optional."

I was like :XD: and everybody else was like -_-

Lulz.

[Abc1230]

Last night, after getting out of work at 4:00am, I went to brush my teeth. I exited my bedroom, walked down the hall, and entered the bathroom. Its a small half-bath the kind where all the fixtures are small small toilet, sink about waist high, tiny mirror.

 

As I put toothpaste on my toothbrush, I realized I had to take a piss. So, the toothbrush went into my mouth, and I took one step to the toilet. Biting down on my toothbrush enabled me to use both hands to pull my penis out and begin the urination process as any man knows, this is always step one. Upon commencement of said stream, I redirected my right hand to the brushing process.

 

Brush, brush, brush.

 

Brush, brush, brush.

 

I was tired and half asleep, and I didnt notice the longer-than-normal stream. Due to this extended time lapse, the froth in my mouth had risen to need-to-spit proportions. I figured that I could contain the large amount of paste in my mouth. It will only be a few more seconds, I said to myself. So, I continued brushing and pissing.

 

Normally I would have just spit the excess paste-foam into the toilet, but I knew that if I did this, I wouldnt be able to continue brushing once back at the sink with a depleted reservoir of foam. Like I said, I thought my mouth could contain the paste levels for a few more seconds.

 

I looked down at my penis, and as I was asking it, Damn, how much longer do you need to piss? a large stream of toothpaste exited my mouth and landed directly on the shaft of my penis.

 

Well, thats a first, I said to myself. Looking down at, what could only be described as, my now plaque-free penis, I decided that my next move would be to rinse it off in the sink.

 

Wiping it down may leave residue, I said to myself, Plus, cant toothpaste kill you if ingested? Certainly, it cant be very good for your penis.

 

So, finally done pissing, with shorts around my ankles and toothbrush in my mouth, I stepped back to the sink.

 

I stared at the sink for a couple of seconds. Figuring out the logistics of how this operation was going to unfold.

 

I settled on: Flop in, rinse off, dry.

 

It was important, in my mind, that I handle this penis situation before finishing to brush my teeth. Prioritize, I said to myself.

 

So, I flopped in.

 

The cool, somewhat mildew-y porcelain was an interesting sensation on the ventral side of my penis. As I reached my cupped hand towards the water, biting down on my toothbrush, I heard a noise.

 

A very distinct noise.

 

One that only happens when entering in and out of rooms, rooms with doors, doors with knobs, knobs that turn.

 

My roommate opened the door.

 

There I stood, hand reaching towards water, toothbrush in mouth, and my [rooster] in the sink.

 

I just stared at her, and, bless her little heart, she just stared right back.

 

She walked back to her bedroom, I guess, forgetting that she needed to use the bathroom in the first place.

 

This morning was strange. She asked me how long I had been [rooster]-sinking

 

I told her that there was an explanation.

 

Shaking her head she said, No, there is no explanation.

[SeanyTheSailor]

Abc did that happen to you or did you find it? that may be the funniest thing I've ever heard.

[Death]

Cool story bro.

[Abc1230]

:arrow:

[Death]

:!:

[Dizzle229]

Cool story, bro.

 

Edit: Ninja'd by everyone.

[Abc1230]

:arrow:

[SeanyTheSailor]

:!:

[Death]

Cool story, bro.

 

Edit: Ninja'd by everyone.

You know it. :twss: :thumbup:

[H2PM]

Go away hex.

@Death: That video is everywhere. I've seen it so many places and times that it is old.

 

Still epic.

Gotta love John Murphy and his music.

[Abc1230]

:twss: :thumbup:

 

[bleep]

[Monk]

Last night, after getting out of work at 4:00am, I went to brush my teeth. I exited my bedroom, walked down the hall, and entered the bathroom. Its a small half-bath the kind where all the fixtures are small small toilet, sink about waist high, tiny mirror.

 

As I put toothpaste on my toothbrush, I realized I had to take a piss. So, the toothbrush went into my mouth, and I took one step to the toilet. Biting down on my toothbrush enabled me to use both hands to pull my penis out and begin the urination process as any man knows, this is always step one. Upon commencement of said stream, I redirected my right hand to the brushing process.

 

Brush, brush, brush.

 

Brush, brush, brush.

 

I was tired and half asleep, and I didnt notice the longer-than-normal stream. Due to this extended time lapse, the froth in my mouth had risen to need-to-spit proportions. I figured that I could contain the large amount of paste in my mouth. It will only be a few more seconds, I said to myself. So, I continued brushing and pissing.

 

Normally I would have just spit the excess paste-foam into the toilet, but I knew that if I did this, I wouldnt be able to continue brushing once back at the sink with a depleted reservoir of foam. Like I said, I thought my mouth could contain the paste levels for a few more seconds.

 

I looked down at my penis, and as I was asking it, Damn, how much longer do you need to piss? a large stream of toothpaste exited my mouth and landed directly on the shaft of my penis.

 

Well, thats a first, I said to myself. Looking down at, what could only be described as, my now plaque-free penis, I decided that my next move would be to rinse it off in the sink.

 

Wiping it down may leave residue, I said to myself, Plus, cant toothpaste kill you if ingested? Certainly, it cant be very good for your penis.

 

So, finally done pissing, with shorts around my ankles and toothbrush in my mouth, I stepped back to the sink.

 

I stared at the sink for a couple of seconds. Figuring out the logistics of how this operation was going to unfold.

 

I settled on: Flop in, rinse off, dry.

 

It was important, in my mind, that I handle this penis situation before finishing to brush my teeth. Prioritize, I said to myself.

 

So, I flopped in.

 

The cool, somewhat mildew-y porcelain was an interesting sensation on the ventral side of my penis. As I reached my cupped hand towards the water, biting down on my toothbrush, I heard a noise.

 

A very distinct noise.

 

One that only happens when entering in and out of rooms, rooms with doors, doors with knobs, knobs that turn.

 

My roommate opened the door.

 

There I stood, hand reaching towards water, toothbrush in mouth, and my [rooster] in the sink.

 

I just stared at her, and, bless her little heart, she just stared right back.

 

She walked back to her bedroom, I guess, forgetting that she needed to use the bathroom in the first place.

 

This morning was strange. She asked me how long I had been [rooster]-sinking

 

I told her that there was an explanation.

 

Shaking her head she said, No, there is no explanation.

[Death]

Go away hex.

@Death: That video is everywhere. I've seen it so many places and times that it is old.

 

Still epic.

Gotta love John Murphy and his music.

Oh.

 

Did you see the video I posted last page?