Inaktivbruker_101125 Skrevet 31. oktober 2009 Del Skrevet 31. oktober 2009 Change IP Lenke til kommentar
Tanner Skrevet 31. oktober 2009 Del Skrevet 31. oktober 2009 Dette for holde i første omgang. Lenke til kommentar
trash__ Skrevet 31. oktober 2009 Del Skrevet 31. oktober 2009 Lydene på /b/ skremmer meg idag :o Lenke til kommentar
Heavy Sandwich Skrevet 31. oktober 2009 Del Skrevet 31. oktober 2009 Skvatt skikkelig av de lydene der ja Lenke til kommentar
Gjest Slettet+5432143541 Skrevet 3. november 2009 Del Skrevet 3. november 2009 (endret) -- Endret 3. mai 2018 av Slettet+5432143541 Lenke til kommentar
Need44speed Skrevet 3. november 2009 Del Skrevet 3. november 2009 har noen fler bilder som dette? Lenke til kommentar
dymoletratag Skrevet 3. november 2009 Del Skrevet 3. november 2009 (endret) -- Endret 9. mars 2016 av dymoletratag Lenke til kommentar
A-Jay Skrevet 3. november 2009 Del Skrevet 3. november 2009 Nysgjerrig som jeg er valgte jeg å undersøke saken nærmere. Dette viste seg å være en bok på Amazon.com. Men det beste er en av anmeldesene på siden. First, I have to admit that I did not buy this book at Amazon. Instead, I found a well-read copy jammed next to my seat on a Greyhound bus. I was broke, having spent my last $[...] on a one-way ticket from Phoenix to someplace better. Any place better. My ticket said Seattle, But I never wanted to go to Seattle. The truth is, I wanted to go to San Francisco, but I was afraid to say it. I was worried that the old man behind the glass would think I was a fag if I bought a ticket there. So I just said the name of the closest city I could think of. So anyway, the book. I found it as soon as I sat down on the bus. The bright red cover, showing a buxom blonde leaning submissively forward, revealing cleavage a guy could fall into, really caught my attention. I held the book, thinking how lucky I was to have found something to read as we crossed the desert. And then, a moment later, I just felt dirty. I mean, this was somebody else's book, and just keeping it for myself felt like stealing. I checked with the bus driver to make sure I had time, and I took the book to the ticketing desk to see if anyone had reported it missing. "Excuse me," I said through the small hole in the bullet resistant glass. "Did anyone lose a book called 'What Are These Strawberries Doing on My Nipples: I Need Them for the Fruit Salad!'?" The lady behind the counter picked up the phone. "I found this book in my seat," I said, pressing the cover to the glass. "I think somebody might have lost it. Maybe it's important to them." I watched her glazed, half-lidded eyes scan the cover. First she looked at the cleavage, and the title, and then back at the cleavage. She dialed the phone, and talked quietly into the mouthpiece. I couldn't hear what she was saying, but she had to repeat the name of the book twice. "Somebody will be right with you," she said. Great, I thought. I was glad I hadn't kept it and had decided to do the right thing. I felt like I'd just put some Karma in the bank, and didn't need it back right away. It was a good feeling. "Is that your book, sir?" said a baritone voice behind me. I turned to see three security guards. Two of them were huge, with shaved heads and bulging biceps, barely restrained by their too-tight uniforms. The other was a lanky guy with a big beer belly, whose uniform must have been borrowed from one of the other two. The name tag of the guard addressing me read 'Bubba.' "No," I said, holding the book so they could see the cover. "I found this on the bus and wanted to see if anybody had reported it missing." "Is that pornography, sir?" Said Bubba, eying the cover. "That better had not be pornography," said the other burly cop, whose name tag also said 'Bubba.' "I don't know what it is," I said. "It's called 'What Are These Strawberries Doing on My Nipples: I Need Them for the Fruit Salad!'" "Sir!" said the first Bubba. "Do not swear. If you swear again, I will arrest you!" "I didn't swear," I said. "I just read the title of this book. See? The word 'Nipple' is right there...." This was my first experience being tased. Every muscle in my body tensed and vibrated in unison. I could hear my own voice, but I couldn't control it. It was detached, but I could tell I was screaming. I slowly became aware that somebody else was screaming, too. In fact, a lot of people were yelling things. As I regained my senses, I noticed a couple of people were filming with their camera phones. "Jesus, Bubba!" I heard someone say. "Put that taser away! This is the third time today!" It was the lanky guy, who was apparently Bubba's supervisor. "I didn't do nothin!" said the other Bubba. "Not you, idiot." Said the supervisor. "What did I do?" I pleaded. "I just wanted to return a lost book! It's called 'What Are These Strawberries Doing on My Nipples: I Need Them for the Fruit Salad!'" Bubba tased me again. "Bubba!" Yelled the supervisor. "Knock it off!" Bubba released the trigger. I was on the floor, and my body felt strangely relaxed, but only compared to the seizure I'd just experienced. Relaxed or not, my entire being hurt. I noticed Bubba was getting his hand-cuffs out. Long story short, I never got on the bus. I was arrested and charged with disorderly conduct and interfering with interstate commerce. I'm currently half-way through a nine month sentence, wearing pink underwear, picking up trash on Arizona roads. The book 'What Are These Strawberries Doing on My Nipples: I Need Them for the Fruit Salad!' is in an evidence locker somewhere. I hope to read it some day. I wonder what it's about. :!: Lenke til kommentar
michael691 Skrevet 4. november 2009 Del Skrevet 4. november 2009 (endret) Dumper folkens! Endret 4. november 2009 av Prometherion Lenke til kommentar
Beges Skrevet 4. november 2009 Del Skrevet 4. november 2009 Hva faen? Socially Awkward Courage Advice Pip-Boy? Lenke til kommentar
Cpt Skrevet 4. november 2009 Del Skrevet 4. november 2009 (endret) Endret 4. november 2009 av Cpt Lenke til kommentar
Langkatt Skrevet 4. november 2009 Del Skrevet 4. november 2009 Vet noen hvor jeg finner hele boka? Lenke til kommentar
Toast Is Pimp! Skrevet 4. november 2009 Del Skrevet 4. november 2009 (endret) Remember, remember the fifth of November, The gunpowder treason and plot, I know of no reason Why the gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot. Nysgjerrig som jeg er valgte jeg å undersøke saken nærmere. Dette viste seg å være en bok på Amazon.com. Men det beste er en av anmeldesene på siden. I helvette! Fant du ut om den historien var sann eller ikke? Endret 4. november 2009 av Toast Is Pimp! Lenke til kommentar
ⅵdar Skrevet 5. november 2009 Del Skrevet 5. november 2009 I helvette! Fant du ut om den historien var sann eller ikke? Lenke til kommentar
.... Skrevet 6. november 2009 Del Skrevet 6. november 2009 (endret) Endret 8. februar 2012 av .... Lenke til kommentar
storken Skrevet 7. november 2009 Del Skrevet 7. november 2009 (endret) Britney er død! (utfordring akseptert!) Edit: eller ikke, tror ikke nok folk er med på det =/ Endret 7. november 2009 av storken Lenke til kommentar
Gjest Slettet-NIoHlfL Skrevet 7. november 2009 Del Skrevet 7. november 2009 Med bakgrunn i Vær varsom-plakaten og hvordan denne tråden utviklet seg, er hele diskusjonen rundt en jente fjernet fra tråden. Vennligst respekter dette, denne saken skal verken taes opp igjen i denne tråden eller noen andre steder på forumet. (Ikke kommenter dette innlegget i tråden, reaksjoner på moderering taes via PM) Lenke til kommentar
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