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Scoops
4 bags deep

Registered: Nov 2005
Location: Jersey Shore
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a few summers ago in Sea Isle City, NJ, i went to this bar The OD with a few friends. We are getting pretty wasted, casting the net as wide as possible with the females, but haven't hooked anything yet. I run into a girl i hooked up with once but nothing really ever came from it...it was her birthday and her and 2 friends had a room across the street.
I introduce my boy to her friend and the next thing i know they are hooking up dumb and dumber style in the corner and 2 mins later he has his hand up her skirt and starts going to town in front of an audience of about 20 people now. Since it's the girl i know's birthday i get her an LIT and shot of Tequila, she asks me why i only got myself a beer, i reply, "so i can stay hard all night and give you a good birthday pounding."
So my friend and the 1 girl go to the hotel room and we head to the beach. Start ing around near the sand dunes when i sneak a couple phelanges into her lady area...next thing i know, this thing pops up out of the dunes predator style (someone was passed out i think covered in sand up against the dunes), looks left and then takes off running to the right without saying anything.
I really have no clue what is going on now so we head to her hotel, she doesn't have the key so we knock on the door. My boy opens the door wearing just little pink booty shorts, turns to the girl laying on the bed and says, "Yo i just ed the out of her." The girl on the bed replys with, "Yeah, he really did."
So i finally get into bed with this broad and get my present all wrapped up for her when i look over and see my boy and this girl throwing each other all over the other bed WWE style. Anyways, we had a pretty standard fornication session despite the ruckus in the bed next to me. When i finally "arrive" and go to clean up in the bathroom i find the door locked. I find out that the 3rd friend locked herself in there because she was upset she didn't have a guy so i knock on the door pretty much naked. She answers and the only thing i could think of to say was, "Your up now babe." The girl i was just with hears me and starts flipping out saying i was an asshole and she never wants to see me again.
I gather my clothes and as we are leaving i said, "I bet you'll remember this birthday."
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Mar-04-2013 05:46
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Spacey Orange
still loves trance.

Registered: Jul 2004
Location: California
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Mar-04-2013 09:21
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Zharen
Put down the plate

Registered: Mar 2003
Location: On a spit of sand we call Earth
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Well this isn't my most insane, but it's kinda crazy and funny.
It was the summer of 2006, and I was riding with a bunch of my friends to hit up this party in the South Bay. Only strange part was that the people throwing it were being really anal about drugs getting in their party and were making people take off their shoes and doing some pretty thorough body searches. I'll leave it to your imagination as to how I snuck my shit in. Once inside, we ran into about 10 different people our group already knew and were able to acquire more stuff despite the staff's best efforts. I took about 3 different drugs that night and was having the time of my life. Once the party was over we gave another acquaintance there a lift back to his place in SF and he let us chill for a bit.
Well the guy also happens to have access to some really good coke. They're passing a plate around the living room, watching The Pink Panther. I'm pretty cracked out and it's already 7 in the morning, but I wasn't going to turn down free coke. I do a few small lines this time, cuz I know his shit is purer than what I'm used too, but even that gets me good. I blank out momentarily on everything, I couldn't even remember whose house we were in. I look back at one of my friends, and she looks back at me concerned. I simply turn to her and say, "Hey, what's your name again?" Suddenly everybody in the living room turns to look at me, and the guy with the coke asks me, "Didn't she come here with you?" I try to explain to him that I know who she is, but I'm so gacked out atm I just can't remember her name. One of my other friends chimes in and says "Zharen, put the plate down buddy." And everyone laughs. From then on it becomes this running gag. Anytime I get too fucked up for my own good they say, "Zharen, put down the plate!" And so it was for the next 3 to 4 years.
As much as I do miss those times, I'm kinda glad I slowed down a lot. >.>
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Mar-05-2013 11:17
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Lira
Ancient BassAddict

Registered: Nov 2001
Location: Brasília, Brazil
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I went to this prog beach party and the music was awful and I was like "What's the meaning of life? I need some love!", and I drank like 2 shots of beer and I was like "Jesus I'm drunk" and then I saw this tall blonde and I said "Hi!", and she said "Hi, I'm Charlie!", and I was like "Are you Charlie, or are you one of the angels", and then I kissed her, and then I grabbed her arse and it was so firm that I was like "it's so square?!", so I looked at her again and it turns out she wasn't Charlotte, she was Charles!
Saddest day of my life ever 
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Mar-05-2013 20:22
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