PVN Anthology II
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- Caliform0
Jens, totally agreed ;)
- _smk0
Y Indian people work at quickmarts?
Okay, yes we all know the cliche of indian people work at quickie marts....but its true...whats the attaction?...its always left me wondering....is there something I don't know?joelski
(Apr 15 05, 00:19)Simple bomb making equipment can be found at most "quickmarts".
Frankly, it doesn't take a genius to put two and two together (Although it takes a private education to work with the larger numbers)...
Kilroy
(Apr 15 05, 04:14)
- vburo0
who is Hi-Res Jakob?
e-pill
(Apr 11 05, 18:38)
- paraselene0
i love it.
gruntt
(Apr 15 05, 06:03)then maybe, just maybe this is a passing of the torch then? Maybe this thread can live on, with new, young innocent minds being corrupted? Each generation creating more participants in the PVN dance of crak,cum,cubicles,co cks,cocaine and Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon?
Just imagine, a world where a thread like this, with it's smut, filth and racially charged ramblings could live and thrive throughout generations.
Passing down it's stories, nay fables of times long gone about great men and their mutual cubicle pleasure society or the ladies of the pink throb.
Imagine the children being retold the tales of Kuz and his sexual discovery, MX and his language of old and moth being a miserable cunt.
We truely are on the verge of something great brothers and sisters, this really is the start of something big....*sheds tear while buying the world a coke just as the Q*N brings the smackdown on the whole shabby affair.
soda(Apr 15 05, 06:16)
- vburo0
ROFL!!!!
- e-pill0
I hulk smashed a printer, you rule epill you rule so much.
chossy
(Apr 15 05, 08:39)--
yay!!!
:)
- _smk0
I second that one e-pill, "hulk smashed" is my new favourite phrase :)
- _smk0
mi jsut posting in here to say that i did when people talk about it months from now. so i can be like 'hey, yeah, i was in that thread!'
that is all. carry on.
mattyd
(Apr 15 05, 09:08);)
- soda0
mi jsut posting in here to say that i did when people talk about it months from now. so i can be like 'hey, yeah, i was in that thread!'
that is all. carry on.
mattyd
(Apr 15 05, 09:08);)
_smk
(Apr 15 05, 09:10)I was just about to post the same thing!
- vburo0
Welcome to the jingle
We got fun 'n' games
We got everything you want
Honey we know the names
We are the people that can find
Whatever you may need
If you got the money honey
We got your diseaseChorus:
In the jingle
Welcome to the jingle
Watch it bring you to your shun n,n,n,n,,n,n,,n,n,n, ,n,n,,n knees, knees
I wanna watch you bleedWelcome to the jingle
We take it day by day
If you want it you're gonna bleed
But it's the price you pay
And you're a very sexy girl
That's very hard to please
You can taste the bright lights
But you won't get them for free
In the jingle
Welcome to the jingle
Feel my, my, my serpentine
I, I wanna hear you screamWelcome to the jingle
It gets worse here everyday
Ya learn ta live like an animal
In the jingle where we play
If you got a hunger for what you see
You'll take it eventually
You can have anything you want
But you better not take it from meChorus
And when you're high you never
Ever want to come down, so down, so down, so down YEAH!You know where you are
You're in the jingle baby
You're gonna die
In the jingle
Welcome to the jingle
Watch it bring you to your shu n,n,n,,n,n,,n,n,n,,n ,n,,n,n,,n knees, knees
In the jingle
Welcome to the jingle
Feel my, my, my serpentine
In the jingle
Welcome to the jingle
Watch it bring you to your shun n,n,n,n,,n,n,,n,n,,n ,n,,n.n, knees, knees
In the jingle
Welcome to the jingle
Watch it bring you to your
It's gonna bring you down!
Ha!gruntt
(Apr 15 05, 11:09)
- brandelec0
i am in training for the pole vault
... use your imagination
nLHb
(Apr 15 05, 13:53)
- vburo0
well it started with a couple of beers after work.. which obviously led to many more beers, vodka's and shots of sambuca naturally. Due to the shocking lack of suitable quality aleing houses in the local vicinity, we were forced, by suggestion of one of the female members of our little group that the only place worth going was a gay bar just around the corner. Hence we ended up in a gay bar, or as it turned out, a gay club. With dancing. And gays. Just to top things off we had to pay to get in, and were made to leave our bags in the cloakroom with a further charge. So here I am, a heterosexual hero paying good sterling to get into what turned out to be a rather full on militant gay disco. I have never seen so many shaved heads dancing in one room.
We avoided the dance floor downstairs as that would clearly have ended up in wanton buggery (you know those gays when they in a gang!!) and sat in the bar upstairs quaffing quantities of vodka (I was at least happy that for once I could order vodka cranberries without guys looking at me all "what a fucking gay", this time I casually ordered my star trek coloured tipple with gays looking at me all "what a fucking gay"). Anyway, eventually we stumbled out after telling gays to "stop looking at my cock" in the toilets and getting invited to a gay wedding in san fransisco... into a cab and back to the homelands of north london. Of course that wasn't enough for me oh no, I like to think I can continue forever so I get out of the cab in kentish town and visit one of my turkish brethrens off licenses, one of those that adds a certain jazz beat to the licensing law, kinda flexitime; ie; anytime. So I stumble home drinking cans of stella artois and arrive back rather bored, noone is home. There is however several cans of spray paint in my room. That's right, alcohol+spray paint+rasko=doom. So off I trot... anyway, I find some ridiculous way of getting onto the train lines, which involves climbing up a lamp-post, transferring onto a sloping ledge and walking up that and along the side of a bridge. So I am holding onto a metal fence with about 6" for my feet, rucksack full of paint, holding a skateboard and shuffling along with all kinds of bushes and trees in my face, at times the trees became so thick I actually had my eyes closed to avoid getting them scratched out.
So yeah, I did my piece with high speed trains zooming past every few minutes and got the fuck out, took a different route out this time and ended up in the building site for the new Arsenal football stadium, luckily a nice russian security guard recognised a fellow vodka enthusiast and showed me through security and let me go, patting me on the back saying "be careful friend".
and that was about that.
and here are a couple of lame phone pics to go with it.
rasko4
(Apr 16 05, 10:02)
- designerror0
Ping! ----------o
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Witt
(Apr 16 05, 12:24)
- liquid0
fuckit, music thursday
Rand
(Apr 14 05, 12:55)
- liquid0
I like you man, but you seem to be trying really hard to ruin everyting that we have together...
jevad
(Apr 14 05, 12:51)jevad and I stuck together when my parakeet died.
mrdobolina
(Apr 14 05, 12:54)
- designerror0
Thread Locked
Request denied.
QBN
(Apr 16 05, 16:44)
- vburo0
haha they locked it. why??
it was all jokes not?
- designerror0
hehehe, made me laugh.. i posted after their post, liquid also, but the zapped them and locked it up..
weed indeed!
- designerror0
if I had a tumor I would call it 'cola'.
cosmo
(Apr 6 05, 21:10)w0rd!!
- designerror0
hoor
canuck
(Apr 16 05, 23:51)