borNred's mental raping thread

Stu said:
walksalone said:
Stu said:
that second pic is great. I bet she would be thrilled to see this on the interwebs.
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I think if she's either of those pics, the context of this thread, I'm gonna say even money he gets "John Wayne Bobbit'ed"
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I view this thread as a ticking time bomb of trouble. I love it.
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Ok, whats the over/under until this is on the front page of the "World Herald" with either of the two headlines

Husker Fan Circumcised With Riding Lawnmower

or

Angry Husker Wife Removes Husband's Penis

 
walksalone said:
Stu said:
walksalone said:
Stu said:
that second pic is great. I bet she would be thrilled to see this on the interwebs.
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I think if she's either of those pics, the context of this thread, I'm gonna say even money he gets "John Wayne Bobbit'ed"
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I view this thread as a ticking time bomb of trouble. I love it.
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Ok, whats the over/under until this is on the front page of the "World Herald" with either of the two headlines

Husker Fan Circumcised With Riding Lawnmower

or

Angry Husker Wife Removes Husband's Penis
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That would mean she would touch it more...I am strangely ok with that :lol:

I hope she never finds this thread....and I am waiting for the day where we are watching a game with one of the board members and they say "So this is her!"...heart failure.

 
Ok, I survived the weekend. I will have a full recap of events later on today, starting with Friday night. Surprisingly me and the gf didn't struggle saturday (it was friday), it was me and my room mate. I will have the write up shortly

 
borNred said:
Ok, I survived the weekend. I will have a full recap of events later on today, starting with Friday night. Surprisingly me and the gf didn't struggle saturday (it was friday), it was me and my room mate. I will have the write up shortly
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This thread is becoming a huge letdown. I strongly suggest you f#*k up in some way, shape, fashion, or form so you we can hear about your mental raping. UGH!!!

 
HuskerfaninOkieland said:
borNred said:
Ok, I survived the weekend. I will have a full recap of events later on today, starting with Friday night. Surprisingly me and the gf didn't struggle saturday (it was friday), it was me and my room mate. I will have the write up shortly
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This thread is becoming a huge letdown. I strongly suggest you f#*k up in some way, shape, fashion, or form so you we can hear about your mental raping. UGH!!!
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It could be as easy as slapping her on the a$$ and telling her to get you a beer or make you as sandwich. That should start something

 
Friday's we normally have some friends over. After a few select adult beveridges of different varieties, I had starting feeling a little too comfortable with my surroundings. I then proceeded to urinate from the back sliding door, into the back yard. Some dirty bastard then thought it would be a great idea to smack my a$$ with a mixing spoon (the one with three slits...less wind resistance). Leaving three welts on my hind quarters, and me being a little intoxicated automatically assume it is my gf (turns out I have quite the appealing tail and it wasn't her). Playful banter ensues and somehow escaltes into an arguement...big surprise! After the guests awkwardly leave, the dispute is brought upstairs, and we proceed to have our normal arguement over the previous game of "I never." While leaning on the bed post I, with my superior drunken hand-eye coordination, lose balance...and smack face first into the closet door. Everything is a little fuzzy after that. But I woke up the next morning with a terrible hangover, three welts on my a$$, fifty cent peice size bruise on my forehead, and my pants in the closet.

 
borNred said:
Friday's we normally have some friends over. After a few select adult beveridges of different varieties, I had starting feeling a little too comfortable with my surroundings. I then proceeded to urinate from the back sliding door, into the back yard. Some dirty bastard then thought it would be a great idea to smack my a$$ with a mixing spoon (the one with three slits...less wind resistance). Leaving three welts on my hind quarters, and me being a little intoxicated automatically assume it is my gf (turns out I have quite the appealing tail and it wasn't her). Playful banter ensues and somehow escaltes into an arguement...big surprise! After the guests awkwardly leave, the dispute is brought upstairs, and we proceed to have our normal arguement over the previous game of "I never." While leaning on the bed post I, with my superior drunken hand-eye coordination, lose balance...and smack face first into the closet door. Everything is a little fuzzy after that. But I woke up the next morning with a terrible hangover, three welts on my a$$, fifty cent peice size bruise on my forehead, and my pants in the closet.
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borNred said:
Friday's we normally have some friends over. After a few select adult beveridges of different varieties, I had starting feeling a little too comfortable with my surroundings. I then proceeded to urinate from the back sliding door, into the back yard. Some dirty bastard then thought it would be a great idea to smack my a$$ with a mixing spoon (the one with three slits...less wind resistance). Leaving three welts on my hind quarters, and me being a little intoxicated automatically assume it is my gf (turns out I have quite the appealing tail and it wasn't her). Playful banter ensues and somehow escaltes into an arguement...big surprise! After the guests awkwardly leave, the dispute is brought upstairs, and we proceed to have our normal arguement over the previous game of "I never." While leaning on the bed post I, with my superior drunken hand-eye coordination, lose balance...and smack face first into the closet door. Everything is a little fuzzy after that. But I woke up the next morning with a terrible hangover, three welts on my a$$, fifty cent peice size bruise on my forehead, and my pants in the closet.
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borNred said:
Friday's we normally have some friends over. After a few select adult beveridges of different varieties, I had starting feeling a little too comfortable with my surroundings. I then proceeded to urinate from the back sliding door, into the back yard. Some dirty bastard then thought it would be a great idea to smack my a$$ with a mixing spoon (the one with three slits...less wind resistance). Leaving three welts on my hind quarters, and me being a little intoxicated automatically assume it is my gf (turns out I have quite the appealing tail and it wasn't her). Playful banter ensues and somehow escaltes into an arguement...big surprise! After the guests awkwardly leave, the dispute is brought upstairs, and we proceed to have our normal arguement over the previous game of "I never." While leaning on the bed post I, with my superior drunken hand-eye coordination, lose balance...and smack face first into the closet door. Everything is a little fuzzy after that. But I woke up the next morning with a terrible hangover, three welts on my a$$, fifty cent peice size bruise on my forehead, and my pants in the closet.
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So let me get this straight.....

You pull your pants down to take a piss?.........................

 
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