Since most threads are now started/bumped by Little Red Wagon, I thought I'd create a silly thread.

We were doing something "fun" at work and had been split into two 3-person teams. There was to be a competition and we were asked provide team names. A woman in our team suggested we be the vipers. I pointed out that the opposing team would call us "the wipers" as a taunt. She appeared genuinely offended.
 
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I need to put water in the ice cube tray but I am very high. If I don't put water in the ice cube tray due to being high there will not be ice at breakfast tomorrow. If there isn't ice at breakfast tomorrow due to **** use I will have to ask difficult questions. Difficult questions leads to painful but necessary personal growth or further avoidance.

Dramatic cut to black.
 
Everything that has ever happened in the history of human interaction is about anxiety someone has about their own or another person's penis. If you do not agree, that is due to *********** anxiety about your own or another person's penis.
 
"Fun breast stuff" should not be an additional charge in a standard half-hour with a prostitute.
 
If the five people who post here were somehow compelled to spend a day together in real life at an amusement park which people will have heard of but not the most expensive, how do you think that would go?
 
Imagine a phone call, one in 1975 and one today, a man calls a woman and says he would like to discuss her nipples. She says she needs the money first. 1975 version must end the call and get the woman the money in the real world and the a new call can be placed. Today, the money would be paid through an app while the call continues uninterrupted. The money's arrival is communicated by a brightly happy bell or chime to convey her perfect youthful blend of beauty and grace. And then they talk about nipples while the man jerks off onto a landing strip of toilet paper in the bathroom.
 
I saw a video of a young woman who was doing a video blog of her daily life. She was filming in Barnes and Noble and noticed a strange man being weird towards her. Later in the video she catches him smelling her butt and it is revealed that he is known to authorities as a serial butt sniffer in the area. I try to grateful that I am doing better in life than this individual.
 
It sounded like somebody outside yelled "NOOO!!!!" and was in some distress but haven't heard anything further. If a bunch of gunman burst in and **** everyone I will be very high when it happens.
 
We were at the bar once.
We were basically there to play darts and get ******.
We did this, but on certain nights, with the live entertainment.. we sometimes get interrupted by joyous folk.
Ya know those guys youve spoken to, and been spoken at?
You dont remember their name and you cant hear 100% of the conversation, but youre having a good time, you think. Maybe you know. Dunno, but ***** and yapping.

It occurs to us, after a few pitchers of the shock top with extra orange slices.. that our darts game is not proceeding as usual. We seem to be quite *********** and it is affecting our play.
We should go home.

... this occurred to us after a new pitcher was ordered.
So we go to the front to pay our social tax and **** off the pitcher whilst listening to quite enjoyable music.
We're pounding it down.. shall we say, slowly. But 'pounding' because we are quite unfond of this pitcher, and it's arrival at an untimely manner made it worse.

So as we're having a very ******* conversation amongst ourselves, which was not profound or anything, but we are fond of exchanging opinions and viewpoints and bouncing ideas around in only the most ********* creative way.

As we were doing so, a man at the bar suddenly turns around and proceeds to join the conversation.
A very, very jolly drunkard. Worse off than us, and.. as Billy Joel would say.. "One ***** away from being an asshole"
(But a joyous one. SO.)
As we converse with this fellow, he is quite assertive in his opinions and view of... something. I honestly cant remember what we spoke of. He notices our pitcher is nearly empty and orders us ANOTHER ONE.
Taken aback, but not about to turn down free ****..

But he got this look on his face, as if he had the most.Precise.Thing.To.Say.On.The.Matter.

"I'll tell you what the answer is. The secret that isnt a secret. It will actually be applicable to all the conversations you've had and perhaps the... oh ****, is that my bus?"
He jogs off to check if it is.
It was.

He took off.
We were left hanging.
Completely blitzed and here was another pitcher and no answer to end all questions, ever.

Needless to say, I'm ALMOST sure we didnt miss anything profound. If we wouldve jumped on the bus with him and learned of it, we would've been an hour away (walking) and ***** off our asses and, ya know, probably wouldnt remember what he said in any real detail.

But I'll always remember what never happened. Because it could have.
But it didnt. Free ****, tho.
 
I saw a YT Retro Review on "New Wave Hookers" the other day. So, YT posted this to my For You page. Thought I'd share!

After all, Tracy Lords did "put the bomp in the bomp she bomp she bomp!"

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I saw a YT Retro Review on "New Wave Hookers" the other day. So, YT posted this to my For You page. Thought I'd share!

After all, Tracy Lords did "put the bomp in the bomp she bomp she bomp!"

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She looked real nice in the nurses uniform she wore in the episode which took a very scared ********* Al to the dentist.
 
I do not go back to work until September 9th. My vacation will feature football, THC and sex workers.
 
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