What was the most fun summer of your life?

1995 was a summer of debauchery. Started late Spring getting spit on by Alanis Morissette at a concert; broke my buddy's rib in the mosh pit at an Offspring show; Eiffel Towered a 50 something Coastie with my buddy in Depoe Bay; rode a 220lb whale at my parents house, left her there, and she woke my dad up @ 1AM for a ride back to the bar; had a loaded 45 pointed at my head during a coke buy with 2 national champion wrestlers and an enormous Samoan named Tiny; woke up in the middle of an apt courtyard at 6AM wrapped in a sheet stuck to my skin from my cock yogurt, and had to walk to a Plaid Pantry in the bed sheet to call my buddy for a ride; 3 trips to County lock-up for assorted drunk “offenses”; paid a stripper to give my company CEO a handy in the boom boom room at the Dolphin; was involved in a massive bar brawl; nailed a girl from my high school (NBD) then got her roommate the next weekend. Fun tims indeed

Cock yogurt? I’ve never even heard that from Pumpeii

I just want to know what Eiffel Tower means when used as a verb.

#MeToo

Also how tall we talking at 220 lbs? Sometimes this isn't even obese on a woman technically speaking.

Let me just stop you right there. There is no such thing as a 220 pound chick that isn't obese
 
1995 was a summer of debauchery. Started late Spring getting spit on by Alanis Morissette at a concert; broke my buddy's rib in the mosh pit at an Offspring show; Eiffel Towered a 50 something Coastie with my buddy in Depoe Bay; rode a 220lb whale at my parents house, left her there, and she woke my dad up @ 1AM for a ride back to the bar; had a loaded 45 pointed at my head during a coke buy with 2 national champion wrestlers and an enormous Samoan named Tiny; woke up in the middle of an apt courtyard at 6AM wrapped in a sheet stuck to my skin from my cock yogurt, and had to walk to a Plaid Pantry in the bed sheet to call my buddy for a ride; 3 trips to County lock-up for assorted drunk “offenses”; paid a stripper to give my company CEO a handy in the boom boom room at the Dolphin; was involved in a massive bar brawl; nailed a girl from my high school (NBD) then got her roommate the next weekend. Fun tims indeed

Cock yogurt? I’ve never even heard that from Pumpeii

I just want to know what Eiffel Tower means when used as a verb.

#MeToo

Also how tall we talking at 220 lbs? Sometimes this isn't even obese on a woman technically speaking.

Let me just stop you right there. There is no such thing as a 220 pound chick that isn't obese

Wrong.Heres a hypothetical….

6’3” 220 lb player. BMI of 27.5. Overweight but not obese. Obese is over 30.0.
 
1995 was a summer of debauchery. Started late Spring getting spit on by Alanis Morissette at a concert; broke my buddy's rib in the mosh pit at an Offspring show; Eiffel Towered a 50 something Coastie with my buddy in Depoe Bay; rode a 220lb whale at my parents house, left her there, and she woke my dad up @ 1AM for a ride back to the bar; had a loaded 45 pointed at my head during a coke buy with 2 national champion wrestlers and an enormous Samoan named Tiny; woke up in the middle of an apt courtyard at 6AM wrapped in a sheet stuck to my skin from my cock yogurt, and had to walk to a Plaid Pantry in the bed sheet to call my buddy for a ride; 3 trips to County lock-up for assorted drunk “offenses”; paid a stripper to give my company CEO a handy in the boom boom room at the Dolphin; was involved in a massive bar brawl; nailed a girl from my high school (NBD) then got her roommate the next weekend. Fun tims indeed

Cock yogurt? I’ve never even heard that from Pumpeii

I just want to know what Eiffel Tower means when used as a verb.

#MeToo

Also how tall we talking at 220 lbs? Sometimes this isn't even obese on a woman technically speaking.

Let me just stop you right there. There is no such thing as a 220 pound chick that isn't obese

Wrong.Heres a hypothetical….

6’3” 220 lb player. BMI of 27.5. Overweight but not obese. Obese is over 30.0.

@YellowSnow type of "woman" here.

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1995 was a summer of debauchery. Started late Spring getting spit on by Alanis Morissette at a concert; broke my buddy's rib in the mosh pit at an Offspring show; Eiffel Towered a 50 something Coastie with my buddy in Depoe Bay; rode a 220lb whale at my parents house, left her there, and she woke my dad up @ 1AM for a ride back to the bar; had a loaded 45 pointed at my head during a coke buy with 2 national champion wrestlers and an enormous Samoan named Tiny; woke up in the middle of an apt courtyard at 6AM wrapped in a sheet stuck to my skin from my cock yogurt, and had to walk to a Plaid Pantry in the bed sheet to call my buddy for a ride; 3 trips to County lock-up for assorted drunk “offenses”; paid a stripper to give my company CEO a handy in the boom boom room at the Dolphin; was involved in a massive bar brawl; nailed a girl from my high school (NBD) then got her roommate the next weekend. Fun tims indeed

Cock yogurt? I’ve never even heard that from Pumpeii

I just want to know what Eiffel Tower means when used as a verb.

#MeToo

Also how tall we talking at 220 lbs? Sometimes this isn't even obese on a woman technically speaking.

Let me just stop you right there. There is no such thing as a 220 pound chick that isn't obese

Wrong.Heres a hypothetical….

6’3” 220 lb player. BMI of 27.5. Overweight but not obese. Obese is over 30.0.

@YellowSnow type of "woman" here.

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Yella likes em crazy and big enough to pretzel him. Dangerous but exciting I suppose.
 
1995 was a summer of debauchery. Started late Spring getting spit on by Alanis Morissette at a concert; broke my buddy's rib in the mosh pit at an Offspring show; Eiffel Towered a 50 something Coastie with my buddy in Depoe Bay; rode a 220lb whale at my parents house, left her there, and she woke my dad up @ 1AM for a ride back to the bar; had a loaded 45 pointed at my head during a coke buy with 2 national champion wrestlers and an enormous Samoan named Tiny; woke up in the middle of an apt courtyard at 6AM wrapped in a sheet stuck to my skin from my cock yogurt, and had to walk to a Plaid Pantry in the bed sheet to call my buddy for a ride; 3 trips to County lock-up for assorted drunk “offenses”; paid a stripper to give my company CEO a handy in the boom boom room at the Dolphin; was involved in a massive bar brawl; nailed a girl from my high school (NBD) then got her roommate the next weekend. Fun tims indeed

Cock yogurt? I’ve never even heard that from Pumpeii

I just want to know what Eiffel Tower means when used as a verb.

#MeToo

Also how tall we talking at 220 lbs? Sometimes this isn't even obese on a woman technically speaking.

Let me just stop you right there. There is no such thing as a 220 pound chick that isn't obese

Wrong.Heres a hypothetical….

6’3” 220 lb player. BMI of 27.5. Overweight but not obese. Obese is over 30.0.

@YellowSnow type of "woman" here.

image

Katie Collier of UW hoops was the ideal Yella Amazon woman. 6’3”. 170 give or take.

Fuck you Henry Robers you douche canoe.
 
1995 was a summer of debauchery. Started late Spring getting spit on by Alanis Morissette at a concert; broke my buddy's rib in the mosh pit at an Offspring show; Eiffel Towered a 50 something Coastie with my buddy in Depoe Bay; rode a 220lb whale at my parents house, left her there, and she woke my dad up @ 1AM for a ride back to the bar; had a loaded 45 pointed at my head during a coke buy with 2 national champion wrestlers and an enormous Samoan named Tiny; woke up in the middle of an apt courtyard at 6AM wrapped in a sheet stuck to my skin from my cock yogurt, and had to walk to a Plaid Pantry in the bed sheet to call my buddy for a ride; 3 trips to County lock-up for assorted drunk “offenses”; paid a stripper to give my company CEO a handy in the boom boom room at the Dolphin; was involved in a massive bar brawl; nailed a girl from my high school (NBD) then got her roommate the next weekend. Fun tims indeed

Cock yogurt? I’ve never even heard that from Pumpeii

I just want to know what Eiffel Tower means when used as a verb.

#MeToo

Also how tall we talking at 220 lbs? Sometimes this isn't even obese on a woman technically speaking.

Let me just stop you right there. There is no such thing as a 220 pound chick that isn't obese

Wrong.Heres a hypothetical….

6’3” 220 lb player. BMI of 27.5. Overweight but not obese. Obese is over 30.0.

@YellowSnow type of "woman" here.

image

Katie Collier of UW hoops was the ideal Yella Amazon woman. 6’3”. 170 give or take.

Fuck you Henry Robers you douche canoe.

6’3” is gross. I’m no Amazon like you Yella, but once they are within 2 inches of me (6’2”), I’m out.
 
1995 was a summer of debauchery. Started late Spring getting spit on by Alanis Morissette at a concert; broke my buddy's rib in the mosh pit at an Offspring show; Eiffel Towered a 50 something Coastie with my buddy in Depoe Bay; rode a 220lb whale at my parents house, left her there, and she woke my dad up @ 1AM for a ride back to the bar; had a loaded 45 pointed at my head during a coke buy with 2 national champion wrestlers and an enormous Samoan named Tiny; woke up in the middle of an apt courtyard at 6AM wrapped in a sheet stuck to my skin from my cock yogurt, and had to walk to a Plaid Pantry in the bed sheet to call my buddy for a ride; 3 trips to County lock-up for assorted drunk “offenses”; paid a stripper to give my company CEO a handy in the boom boom room at the Dolphin; was involved in a massive bar brawl; nailed a girl from my high school (NBD) then got her roommate the next weekend. Fun tims indeed

Cock yogurt? I’ve never even heard that from Pumpeii

I just want to know what Eiffel Tower means when used as a verb.

#MeToo

Also how tall we talking at 220 lbs? Sometimes this isn't even obese on a woman technically speaking.

Let me just stop you right there. There is no such thing as a 220 pound chick that isn't obese

Wrong.Heres a hypothetical….

6’3” 220 lb player. BMI of 27.5. Overweight but not obese. Obese is over 30.0.

@YellowSnow type of "woman" here.

image

Katie Collier of UW hoops was the ideal Yella Amazon woman. 6’3”. 170 give or take.

Fuck you Henry Robers you douche canoe.

6’3” is gross. I’m no Amazon like you Yella, but once they are within 2 inches of me (6’2”), I’m out.

Hurtful, my lil’ Buddy. You’re still a giant among your people.
 
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As my late father told me (privately) after being introduced to my then-6”1 girlfriend when I was in college, “Son, you better pack a ladder and a lunch”
 
1981. I got my drivers license and promptly used my new mobility to find and finger bang Mary Jane Rottencrotch while on a waterskiing vacation.
 
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