coulda been worse, coulda been susan b anthonysI sold Obama his first gram of coke........high grade too. Cheap bastard paid in dollar bills.
Was she sleeping too? Sounds a little creepy to me. Are you a Trump supporter?Crossed the border from a non EU country into the EU. Hungover, borrowed car, no passport, no ID, no nothing except 50 grams that I found about a mile before the checkpoint. I hid it in the trunk. Didn't speak the language and their English was lacking to say the least. It's a long story how I ended up there but the weed was supposed to last a couple of friends a long time. Anyways. Took some time and some talking but they eventually let me pass with smiles all around. Guess I can be quite nice if I actually try. The plan was to have my passport and not have any weed in the car but shit happens.
In my teens I got pulled over without my license, in my moms car and with 100gr beneath my seat. Got away clean.
Fingered a Norwegian chick on a flight across the pond without even speaking a word to her. Her buddy was sleeping next to her and my dad was half a row behind me across the aisle.
Hahaha! Well yeah, I did, eventually, grab her by the pussy but she was definitely down with everything that was going on. I made sure of that. Long flight so we had the time to take it slow.Was she sleeping too? Sounds a little creepy to me. Are you a Trump supporter?
That's nothing, Hunter S. Thompson took a salt shaker of cocaine from Buffett's house in key West. See Margaritaville, fear and loathing, and Margaritaville live from Aspen high school with Glenn Fry. They straight up say it in that version of the songNot proud to admit it, but I took a picture off of the wall in Jimmy Buffets restaurant in Key West.
We had played a round of Tennis earlier in the day (drinking a bit) & I mentioned how much I like the picture (A damn pelican & my mother was obsessed with them). Told him I liked it & was going to take it.
Well, I don't remember much of the rest of the night, but we have the pic & the cops never showed up.
Hellava dude & a really good tennis player.
You're a funny mofo dudeOne time me and my,buddy Doug, Phil and Stu drove over to Vegas in my dads white convertible Mercedes. Ended up in some sweet suite at Caesers. Well anyway I bought some ecstasy off some black guy named Doug and decided to spike everyones drink for a bit of fun. We end up losing white Doug and awake in the morning and the whole suite was trashed, I go to pee and theres a Tiger in the bathroom. Ends up being Mike Tysons. Apparently we stole it. Stu lost a tooth. His lateral incisor to be exact. He also married a prostitute. Hes such a silly mofo. We also apparently stole $80k from this asian named Chow and he said he had Doug in return. Im an idiot savant so I owned the blackjack tables for the $80k to buy back Doug. Turns out it was black Doug drug dealer. So we are out there trying to find Doug cause hes getting married the next day. We search all over trying to retrace our steps. We eventually found him on the roof locked. He was badly sunburned, but alive. Next day he got married and no one knew any wiser. Except my wolf pack.
One time me and my,buddy Doug, Phil and Stu drove over to Vegas in my dads white convertible Mercedes. Ended up in some sweet suite at Caesers. Well anyway I bought some ecstasy off some black guy named Doug and decided to spike everyones drink for a bit of fun. We end up losing white Doug and awake in the morning and the whole suite was trashed, I go to pee and theres a Tiger in the bathroom. Ends up being Mike Tysons. Apparently we stole it. Stu lost a tooth. His lateral incisor to be exact. He also married a prostitute. Hes such a silly mofo. We also apparently stole $80k from this asian named Chow and he said he had Doug in return. Im an idiot savant so I owned the blackjack tables for the $80k to buy back Doug. Turns out it was black Doug drug dealer. So we are out there trying to find Doug cause hes getting married the next day. We search all over trying to retrace our steps. We eventually found him on the roof locked. He was badly sunburned, but alive. Next day he got married and no one knew any wiser. Except my wolf pack.
So the next year Stu was getting married to this asian. And we were going to Bangkok for his bachelors but he brought his snot nosed future younger brother in line. So I drugged him and left him in an elevator. Stu got a tattoo on his face like Mike Tyson. Slept with a tranny. And we got into some crazy ish with a monkey drug mule we monkeynapped per Chows orders.
I can dig it. I was a life long pillow tag cutter. Confessed it to the police once. Haven't cut one since.I double dipped my chip at last years Christmas party.really has been bothering me thinking i should come clean for this years party but now i dont have to thanks to this thread.