but my second was descent. i tried it really quickly outside and it was full of holes within minutes.

my stitching was up to quality but not my fabric.

so i found some in a store. :thumbsup:

made a 14, then another one, then a 32.

after that, i made a bunch and lost count. sold a bunch to some friends. and while doing this, i was able to play for almost no money. made all my money back, so i was making profit. :)

so like i was saying before, now the weather is actualy nice out. so we can play out now.

hopefully snow melts fast this year and it doesnt rain tooo much. should be a nice way to chill durring breaks at school.

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random fact: we made 86 pages of completely useless shit!

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my eyes are burning!

i need someone to keep me company. where is everyone tonight?

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Total Posts: 1,067 (1.01 posts per day) (since april 2003)
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100 - 86 = ???

14 * 40 = :confused:

560 - 18 = ????

542 + 3418 = ???

anyways, we're like 540 post till we reach 4000

i'm sick of trying to keep it up. someone else has to help us post in here!@

sooo tired!@

the word ass thread is 338 pages long. that's a fucking lot of posts! 13000+

we have like 10 000 posts before we're there. good luck to us! :| :|

figure i could reach 700 tonight right?

dissapointed in nosoup. he started but isnt keeping up with it!

Glad to see people posting!

Three days really is too long.

weird... i never noticed that button.

yes!!! super!

25 left!!! only 25.

24: who saw the tv show? fucking good eh!? :thumbsup:

I think I killed the thread when I made the reach for 3000

23 is what you get after drinking 1 beer from the case. hmm. beer.

22 is a cool number eh?

the hacky sack story was really interesting though, you should post about 32 panel footbags and how they're cool more often. maybe post an image of one

21. legal drinkking age in the USA i think. which is retarded.

20: it's 2 20 right now. so ya.

19 post left before i reaach 2nd.

18. legal drinking age in canada. yay for alcohol!

17 ... fun eh?

16 is the legal drinking age in europe i think?

15 min before i colapse from exhaustion.

14: 2more and we reach 3444!! not special but eh. looks cool.

everyone says "don't be THAT guy." well, i AM that guy.

I will instantly slap your shoulder the moment you mention a sunburn.

I will tell you you deserved it when you get dumped.

I will fog up your car window and draw a huge cock and balls on it when you're not looking.

I will lag behind in the mall, pretending to be retarded, screaming for you to wait up.

I will fart loudly and violently in the elevator.

I speak openly about my masturbation habits to anyone and everyone.

I can be the most vulgar, insensitive prick you know.

But you're my friend anyways. How fuckin cool of you.

so i managed to get 2 pages for myself tonight. fucked up eh?

i picked up the bowling ball and prepared to throw. he learned in and whispered in my ear "if you get a strike I'm going to fuck your brains out tonight".

needless to say, it was a gutterball.

oh well, he did anyway.

My boyfriend Phil and I once put plastic wrap down on the kitchen floor, shot our loads on it and then rolled around in your own cum, it was great.

So there we were. Driving around asking random people at stop lights if they wanted to hear a joke.

After asking a few people, we pulled up to a man riding a bicycle.

"What's the difference between a pile of dead babies and a Porsche?" we asked.

"What?" he replied.

"I don't have a Porsche in my garage."

Without batting an eye, the man replied, "What's the best part about fucking a pre-teen girl in the shower?"

"What?" we inquired.

"If you pull her hair back she looks a boy."

i think we need some sort of discussion going here . to keep everyone entertained.

So I drive up to Burger King's drive thru the other day and place my order for a BK Broiler with fries. The guy on the other end is like, 'Sir, we don't sell BK Broilers'. 'Thats impossible!', I say, 'I just bought one here like three weeks ago. So have you run out or did you just decide to stop selling them?' Out of nowhere this lady pops in, 'Sir, we sell the Chicken Whopper now'. 'What the hell is a Chicken Whopper?'. 'Well, it's like the BK Broiler, but it tastes better'. 'You're probably just telling me this so I'll buy it, but you know what, I'm going to give in and buy one'. So I get home and open it up. Who would have guessed? Same exact sandwich. Damn you Burger King.


ok it's late and I have school tommmorow

hey! someone new!

no no. stay up! :D :D

lol belated noticing

I like posting lowbrow moments because it's easy to do as i read them

the way i see it, you stay up, miss too much school, drop out, have to get a job at mcdonald, not enough to pay for the internet. so that i can get #1 and keep it! hahaha.

I was sitting around the breakfast table reminiscing about growing up together with my childhood friend, her sister and her mother-I've known them all since I was 3 years old and they are family. They are all very good, white-bred, P.C. kinda people. Everyone's giggling and having a good time in a PC sort of way after a good story my friend told about an embarassing sexual situation where her roommate had walked in on her and her boyfriend mid-orgasm. Suddenly her mother looks straight at me and breaks out with "Well, YOU should be laughing, what with your S&M closet!"

I was dumb-struck, my mind raced. My boyfriend and I had been getting pretty heavy into the scene and we'd been keeping the all the toys-whips, belts, gags, ropes, leather, etc in the back of the closet at my apartment...how had her mother, she was practically my own mother, found out?!? My friend had only casually asked ONCE about the scene and I thought I had successfully evaded the question, not yet ready to tell her the full details. I hadn't told ANYONE about it, how did her mother know? Had she told MY mother?

I was frantically pondering these things when I suddenly became aware of heat and a ringing in my ears. I realized that in those moments, my pale complexion had turned beet red, my mouth was hanging open in disbelief and they, wide-eyed, had started laughing hysterically.

Apparently, they DIDN'T know, it was her mother's attempt at an off-color joke and my own panicky expression had given me away. Guess the secret's out now...

lowbrow eh? any better ones?

it's just this site is too addicting

I really should sleep

it's all random, gems in the trash

if the strike is over tomorrow, i'll be really dissapointed in myself.

I know I haven't given head in a while because I gag when brushing my tongue with my toothbrush in the morning.

Ah, singledom.

ok i'm really going to bed now, have a good night mex

but ya, fucking late.

ok man. g'night! have a good one! hey: university or college?

if you were in college in ontario, you'd be on strike right now. :|

i'm posting 2 more and going to bed.
Sorry! The administrator has specified that users can only post one message every 20 seconds. :eek:

maybe make it 10s4ec?

wooo! made it back to 2nd! now only like 20post to reach 1st.

eh. i'll do that tomorrow. i'm tired. fuck this. :o

Third place? Again? Ok, enough is enough. I demand supremacy.

Ok, what's in store this week for CSflim's torrent of crap?

Well, honestly, I haven't quite decided yet.

Although I do like the sound of "Csflim's Torrent of Crap". I should trademark that or something.

I was comtemplating following up "What's on CSflim's Desk" and "What's on CSflim's Table" with an episode of "What's on CSflim's Bookcase"....but that would take me months to complete.

So perhaps a game of What's on CSflim's bedside locker"?

ready? go.

a lamp......

my watch.....

my phone.......

an almost empty bag of marshmallows.

a pair of unused computer speaker.

a key with a yellow smiliey face on it.

an empty plastic bottle that once contained mineral water

a used bus ticket.

a CD rom containing video clips of inner city Dublin kids talking about their various problems (at home, at school, with friends, etc), and how they managed to overcome them. (don't ask)

a different type of used bus ticket.

an alarm clock.

a roll of white packing tape.

A small Kill Bill poster which fell of my wall and landed on the locker. Me, being the lazy git that I am, made no attempt to put it back up again, so instead junk has started piling up on top of it.

a brown envelope containing some old concert ticket stubs, which I haven't thrown in the bin for some reason.

a different loose ticket stub, also not binned for some reason.

a small pack of tissues.

an unused "academic diary" from my university.

a cheap, fake leather wallet, which I don't use.

an old cinema timetable

a pair of 'ear plug' head phones.

some random (now out of date) survey I was given, but never filled in.

and that is that really.