[JONdaCON817]

What's the difference between nuthugging and cock riding? Oh never mind!
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LOL. im guessin nuthuggin would hurt less?

[Cshel86]

Yes, but don't take it personally. I don't like looking in the mirror either. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/scare.gif)

You really should trim your Clitler moustache though. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/drag.gif)

...and you got out of the bed with your cousin to post this? (IMG:style_emoticons/default/dntknw.gif)

[SmartyBeardo]

...and you got out of the bed with your cousin to post this? (IMG:style_emoticons/default/dntknw.gif)

Oooh, that hurts.

Of course you would have to know my cousin, wouldn't you?

[Cshel86]

Oooh, that hurts.

Of course you would have to know my cousin, wouldn't you?

I dont do the jokes that much man. You have commmented on some of my posts and it was cool feedback, but for you to come at me with jokes like this aint cool. We are both grown, I presume.

This post has been edited by cshel86: Aug 7 2011, 11:27 AM

[The Ollie Reed F...]

I dont do the jokes man that much man. You have commmented on some of my posts and it was cool feedback, but for you to come at me with jokes like this aint cool. We are both grown, I presume.

Never presume anything with Beardo, it would be a fatal mistake.

[Cshel86]

Never presume anything with Beardo, it would be a fatal mistake.

Lmao! He may be a cool dude for real though, I may just be trippin' a little bit. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/dntknw.gif)

[JLUVBABY]

I was stationed in Okinawa what seems like 1,000 years ago. The water in Okinawa is full of more poisonous, biting and stinging shit than anywhere else I have ever gone diving on the planet. I'm not sure that they even let Marines or soldiers go in the water anymore. One dude managed to get bitten by a Sea Snake, which is pretty difficult to accomplish given the tiny size of their mouths. He was paralyzed before he could reach shore and died before he could drown. Everything seemed to be on PEP (performance enhancing poison).

I was relaxing in the barracks after duty during one of those patented phantom East China Sea storms that seemingly appear out of nowhere, when the platoon Sergeant came in and ordered us into formation. This was not normal routine. Shortly after forming up Sergeant Adamsky called us to attention and in walked the Company Commander with a tall dude in a sharp suit.

"Marines, this is Mr. Lyon from the State Department," said Lt. Contreras.

Surprisingly, it was Mr. Lyon who ordered us to "at ease." He continued, "Marines, there has been a disaster at sea. A ferry on route to Okinawa from one of the smaller Ryukyu islands has capsized and sank. I am looking for volunteers that are certified divers."

There was no stampede to volunteer for this mission given that no one else in the platoon was certified besides me. And I didn't exactly leap at the opportunity. I looked around hoping that someone would come out of the woodwork but I knew there was no one else, so I stepped forward.

The Company Commander dismissed the platoon. Mr. Lyon stepped forward, shook my hand firmly and said "follow me."

We donned our gear on the way to the disaster site. Every diver that was available on the island was on the boat. The storm had subsided and the moon was bright. The sea was dead calm. We were diving to recover the bodies. Others were searching for survivors. We paired off. Mr. Lyon himself was my partner.

Dawn was breaking when we hit the water, but it was nearly pitch black at the depth we found the ferry. Pairs spread out to find entry and search for bodies. We found a hatch that opened to a main level. Mr. Lyon signaled to me to wait outside and entered the upside down world.

While I waited a combination of my eyes adapting and light seeping in from above improved my vision enough to see the school of small white tipped sharks approaching from my left. Their curiosity got the best of them as they moved by about 20 feet out. I backed up to the bulkhead and pulled out the small clawed hammer that I always carried for multipurpose use with my right hand. They instinctively made a semi-circle around me like a little gang swimming back and forth observing me and trying to assess the risk of attack.

Suddenly one came in from the right and I jabbed his snout with the hammer. He whipped away. Then another came out of the murk from straight ahead and I jabbed with a glancing blow that was enough to discourage him. Another came from the right and another from the left. Fortunately they never attacked together. It seemed like a long confrontation but it was probably no more than a minute. As suddenly as the little bastards had appeared, they decided that I was too much work and vanished in unison.

My heart was still pumping hard when Mr. Lyon's left arm appeared from the hatch and waved me to him. I moved to the entrance and a strange hooked little arm appeared. Mr. Lyon signaled me to take the arm. I pulled a child of no more than 10 years old in a white blouse and dark skirt into open water. The child's legs were crossed and her other arm was locked with another child. I continued swimming and another child, then another and another and another came out the hatch all with their legs crossed and their arms locked.

Eight children locked arms and never let go until we brought them to the surface to take them home.

hey man best story yet... but damn i it seems real please tell me that was made up.. lol...

[SmartyBeardo]

I dont do the jokes that much man. You have commmented on some of my posts and it was cool feedback, but for you to come at me with jokes like this aint cool. We are both grown, I presume.

You have no idea.

I'm not here to see how many friends I can collect. You are "scared" that poor defenseless Pac may be getting taken advantage of by Dusty the Organ Grinder. The way you describe it Pac is on his knees at the table like a pet dog waiting for crumbs of bread.

That shit is ridiculous. You talk about being "grown." Manny is a grown man being paid $20 million a fight. He has multiple endorsement deals. That aint crumbs.

But if that shit scares you then your growth obviously didn't include any nutsac content.

Never presume anything with Beardo, it would be a fatal mistake.

Come on, Ollie, can't a fat, old, bald dickhead have any fun around here anymore?

hey man best story yet... but damn i it seems real please tell me that was made up.. lol...

SmartyBeardo is a fictional character.

This story is a combination of two actual events. There were three groups of children that we pulled to surface, arms linked.

[Cshel86]

You have no idea.

I'm not here to see how many friends I can collect. You are "scared" that poor defenseless Pac may be getting taken advantage of by Dusty the Organ Grinder. The way you describe it Pac is on his knees at the table like a pet dog waiting for crumbs of bread.

That shit is ridiculous. You talk about being "grown." Manny is a grown man being paid $20 million a fight. He has multiple endorsement deals. That aint crumbs.

But if that shit scares you then your growth obviously didn't include any nutsac content.


Come on, Ollie, can't a fat, old, bald dickhead have any fun around here anymore?


SmartyBeardo is a fictional character.

This story is a combination of two actual events. There were three groups of children that we pulled to surface, arms linked.

Im not here to make friends either, but at the same time, I commend others on fact-based posts, and so forth. If you are making attention-seeking comments, then obviously you need some type of attention/friendship...go and find some friends in the real world. Im not a huge Pacquiao fan, I favor Mayweather just a bit more, but Im against any big name fighter/figure getting jerked out of what they are truly worth.

You speak of having "fun" around here, and thats odd for a man to try to find another man to pick/have fun with...sounds kinda funny to me (IMG:style_emoticons/default/dntknw.gif) You talk about nutsack content, but obviously a man without enough "below the belt" to please a woman, would be on here looking for another man to "have fun" with. Like I said before, if you dont have a better way of commenting on my posts, then leave it alone. I have enough females worried about what I say and do...I DEFINITELY dont need a man clocking my every post. Go find somebody to play with bro (IMG:style_emoticons/default/no2.gif)

[The Ollie Reed F...]

Come on, Ollie, can't a fat, old, bald dickhead have any fun around here anymore?

Bald!! Oh say it aint so Beardo. C'mon dude you're the Chuck Norris of FH, no way can you be bald (IMG:style_emoticons/default/laugh.gif)