An Explosion Woke Me....
ORIGINAL: RedRider07
Alright, looks like you, me, and your buddy (T-hee?) are taking the bikes out looking for a blue Mustang tonight!
Alright, looks like you, me, and your buddy (T-hee?) are taking the bikes out looking for a blue Mustang tonight!
ORIGINAL: redzintimidator
well yea jules..course it could be deadly...its a pipe bomb
....sounds like something i would make, but id blow it up in my woods in the daytime.
well yea jules..course it could be deadly...its a pipe bomb
....sounds like something i would make, but id blow it up in my woods in the daytime.
..and maim countless squirrels?? you thoroughly reprehensible being!! ;-)
Jules
I have woken up to an explosion before, too, and it was bad news. Honest to God, a few years ago, I went to play music with this gal in San Fransisco over the 4th of July. I had played with her locally at an event and she invited my wife and I as well as my bass player and his wife to stay at their home, and play this event. The party was fun, and we had a blast playing. The food seemed pretty good, too. It was a potluck sort of deal. Turns out the food wasn't so good.
Sometime during the wee hours of the morning, I awoke to an explosion...of diarrhea! I didn't wake up because I had a funny tummy (my Mom calls it twisty guts), I woke up because I had violently expelled fecal matter into my pajamas. It's a good thing I don't sleep naked. Would you believe that wasn't the only time it happened that morning. Not once or twice, not even three times, but four times. I sh_t my a$$ four times that morning.
Now that is waking up to an explosion, baby!!!
Sometime during the wee hours of the morning, I awoke to an explosion...of diarrhea! I didn't wake up because I had a funny tummy (my Mom calls it twisty guts), I woke up because I had violently expelled fecal matter into my pajamas. It's a good thing I don't sleep naked. Would you believe that wasn't the only time it happened that morning. Not once or twice, not even three times, but four times. I sh_t my a$$ four times that morning.
Now that is waking up to an explosion, baby!!!
ORIGINAL: voodoochyl
I have woken up to an explosion before, too, and it was bad news. Honest to God, a few years ago, I went to play music with this gal in San Fransisco over the 4th of July. I had played with her locally at an event and she invited my wife and I as well as my bass player and his wife to stay at their home, and play this event. The party was fun, and we had a blast playing. The food seemed pretty good, too. It was a potluck sort of deal. Turns out the food wasn't so good.
Sometime during the wee hours of the morning, I awoke to an explosion...of diarrhea! I didn't wake up because I had a funny tummy (my Mom calls it twisty guts), I woke up because I had violently expelled fecal matter into my pajamas. It's a good thing I don't sleep naked. Would you believe that wasn't the only time it happened that morning. Not once or twice, not even three times, but four times. I sh_t my a$$ four times that morning.
Now that is waking up to an explosion, baby!!!
I have woken up to an explosion before, too, and it was bad news. Honest to God, a few years ago, I went to play music with this gal in San Fransisco over the 4th of July. I had played with her locally at an event and she invited my wife and I as well as my bass player and his wife to stay at their home, and play this event. The party was fun, and we had a blast playing. The food seemed pretty good, too. It was a potluck sort of deal. Turns out the food wasn't so good.
Sometime during the wee hours of the morning, I awoke to an explosion...of diarrhea! I didn't wake up because I had a funny tummy (my Mom calls it twisty guts), I woke up because I had violently expelled fecal matter into my pajamas. It's a good thing I don't sleep naked. Would you believe that wasn't the only time it happened that morning. Not once or twice, not even three times, but four times. I sh_t my a$$ four times that morning.
Now that is waking up to an explosion, baby!!!
ORIGINAL: voodoochyl
I have woken up to an explosion before, too, and it was bad news. Honest to God, a few years ago, I went to play music with this gal in San Fransisco over the 4th of July. I had played with her locally at an event and she invited my wife and I as well as my bass player and his wife to stay at their home, and play this event. The party was fun, and we had a blast playing. The food seemed pretty good, too. It was a potluck sort of deal. Turns out the food wasn't so good.
Sometime during the wee hours of the morning, I awoke to an explosion...of diarrhea! I didn't wake up because I had a funny tummy (my Mom calls it twisty guts), I woke up because I had violently expelled fecal matter into my pajamas. It's a good thing I don't sleep naked. Would you believe that wasn't the only time it happened that morning. Not once or twice, not even three times, but four times. I sh_t my a$$ four times that morning.
Now that is waking up to an explosion, baby!!!
I have woken up to an explosion before, too, and it was bad news. Honest to God, a few years ago, I went to play music with this gal in San Fransisco over the 4th of July. I had played with her locally at an event and she invited my wife and I as well as my bass player and his wife to stay at their home, and play this event. The party was fun, and we had a blast playing. The food seemed pretty good, too. It was a potluck sort of deal. Turns out the food wasn't so good.
Sometime during the wee hours of the morning, I awoke to an explosion...of diarrhea! I didn't wake up because I had a funny tummy (my Mom calls it twisty guts), I woke up because I had violently expelled fecal matter into my pajamas. It's a good thing I don't sleep naked. Would you believe that wasn't the only time it happened that morning. Not once or twice, not even three times, but four times. I sh_t my a$$ four times that morning.
Now that is waking up to an explosion, baby!!!
ORIGINAL: voodoochyl
I have woken up to an explosion before, too, and it was bad news. Honest to God, a few years ago, I went to play music with this gal in San Fransisco over the 4th of July. I had played with her locally at an event and she invited my wife and I as well as my bass player and his wife to stay at their home, and play this event. The party was fun, and we had a blast playing. The food seemed pretty good, too. It was a potluck sort of deal. Turns out the food wasn't so good.
Sometime during the wee hours of the morning, I awoke to an explosion...of diarrhea! I didn't wake up because I had a funny tummy (my Mom calls it twisty guts), I woke up because I had violently expelled fecal matter into my pajamas. It's a good thing I don't sleep naked. Would you believe that wasn't the only time it happened that morning. Not once or twice, not even three times, but four times. I sh_t my a$$ four times that morning.
Now that is waking up to an explosion, baby!!!
I have woken up to an explosion before, too, and it was bad news. Honest to God, a few years ago, I went to play music with this gal in San Fransisco over the 4th of July. I had played with her locally at an event and she invited my wife and I as well as my bass player and his wife to stay at their home, and play this event. The party was fun, and we had a blast playing. The food seemed pretty good, too. It was a potluck sort of deal. Turns out the food wasn't so good.
Sometime during the wee hours of the morning, I awoke to an explosion...of diarrhea! I didn't wake up because I had a funny tummy (my Mom calls it twisty guts), I woke up because I had violently expelled fecal matter into my pajamas. It's a good thing I don't sleep naked. Would you believe that wasn't the only time it happened that morning. Not once or twice, not even three times, but four times. I sh_t my a$$ four times that morning.
Now that is waking up to an explosion, baby!!!
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