Na, biste mad?
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21 Jan 2012, 08:37
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you fags back form teh party, party hard lots of fucking cocaine, i can't sniff it nomore my nose is like 1shot1kill so yeah, fucked 3 bitches this night felt good, after that wen't with my homeboys to bar and partied there and then called taxi and went home
so basically:
2g of cocaine(only on me)
SHITLOADS of alcohol (fucking jack daniels russkiy standart jim fucking beam tequilas and shit goes on and on)
3 bitches today (well not that much, compared to successful weekends, but hey, 3 better than nothing)
how was your friday?
nerd much?
so basically:
2g of cocaine(only on me)
SHITLOADS of alcohol (fucking jack daniels russkiy standart jim fucking beam tequilas and shit goes on and on)
3 bitches today (well not that much, compared to successful weekends, but hey, 3 better than nothing)
how was your friday?
nerd much?
"fucked 3 bitches "
....master of boner?
Timbolina ,HunteR, mAus, and me travelled to Las Vegas for a bachelor party, staying at Caesars Palace.
when we woke up the next morning, Timbolina, HunteR and i had no memory of the previous night and mAus was nowhere to be found. Timbolina was missing a tooth, our hotel suite was in disarray, a tiger was in our bathroom, and a baby was in the closet. we did found mAus his mattress impaled on a statue outside of the hotel and when we asked for our car, the valet delivered us a police cruiser.
Followed the clues to our steps, we travelled to a hospital where we discovered we were drugged with rohypnol, causing our memory loss, and that we came to the hospital from a chapel. At the chapel we learned that HunteR married a stripper, Jade, . And outside the chapel, we were attacked by gangsters saying that we are looking for someone. we fled and visited Jade HunteR his stripper, were we discoverd that she is the mother of the baby, at that point the police got in jade's house and we were being arrested.
they told that our car has been impounded, we were released when we volunteer to be targets for a taser demonstration.
we did that and got our car back while driving, we discovered a naked man in the trunk who attacks us and flees. Timbolina confesses that he drugged our drinks to ensure we had a good night, thinking that it was ecstacy.
when we returned to the villa, we found Mike Tyson, who orders us to return the tiger to his mansion immediately. Timbolina drugged the tiger with the remaining roofies and we drove towards Tyson's home, but the tiger attacked us and damages the car's interior. After pushing the car the rest of the way to avoid the tiger, Tyson shows us footage of us stealing the tiger to help them locate mAus. While driving, our car was struck by another vehicle intentionally; the passengers seemed to be the gangsters from the chapel and their boss, mister Chow – the naked man from our trunk – who accuses the us of stealing $80,000 of his money and kidnapping him. Chow says he has our "friend", threatening to kill him if his money is not returned. Unaware of the location of Chow's $80,000, me, with help from Timbolina and HunteR, used my knowledge of card counting to win $82,400 playing Blackjack. when we met with Chow and exchanged the money, only to find that "mAus" is the drug dealer who inadvertently sold Timbolina the roofies.
With the wedding of Timbolina in hours, I told Timbolina's ''wife'' we cannot find mAus. Followed by a conversation with "Black mAus", I realized where mAus is. we travelled back to our hotel where we found mAus on the roof,we moved him there on his mattress while he was asleep, Before leaving, HunteR makes arrangements to meet with Jade his stripper the following week to pursue a relationship. With less than four hours before the wedding and with no flights available, we race home, with mAus revealing he has possession of Chow's original $80,000. Despite their late arrival, Timbolina and his wife are married and HunteR breaks up with his girlfriend. As the reception ends, I found HunteR's digital camera detailing the events we cannot remember and the we agreed to look at the pictures together before deleting the evidence of our exploits.
good times, good times