Rod Ban4lyfe Dangerfield
Rodded to Death 25 Jan 2020
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I’ll hang up & listen.
Well, it all started when we ordered Taco Bell delivery to our weekly basement orgy club.
It was a weekly thing, so they all blend together. There were always "queefs" & "cahortles" going on. This time, I dribbled a little into my buddy's mouth.Go on....
I think it was the "queefs" that got him.I think I shut Rod up with my post.
Giggity
Well, it wasn't a social setting, but I DID cause a pilot to waive off a landing and go on oxygen. I was banned from ever being in the cockpit with that particular pilot again.![]()
Thank you kind sir!1st ballot worthy.
Thank you kind sir!
Full story:
We were in the "touch and go" pattern doing monthly required qualifications. Each pilot has to log a certain amount of takeoffs, landings, and approaches to maintain currency. These flights are 5 hours of doing nothing but takeoffs and landings and are boring as hell for the crew.(I had been out the day before and gotten pretty hammered on San Miguel beer and pickled eggs.) Between landings I walked up to the flight station to watch from the cockpit and those egg started percolating pretty good. I squeezed one out and the pilot started dry heaving, put on his O2 mask and waived off the landing. It was glorious LOL!
They do gas mask training in the military. Good for you in training your family to not be distracted.We had a tornado rip through Jefferson City a few months ago. When it was trucking through the countryside on it's way there it came near our home. Got my wife and daughter out of bed and got them and the dog to shelter in a back room closet with me until the storm passed. We live in an earth contact home so it's a pretty good spot for tornado protection.
Anyways, while we were huddled in the closet in the dark, I cut a terrible fart for my captive audience. They were left with the brutal decision which was a more lethal threat, leaving the closet and taking their chances with the tornado possibly hitting the house or remaining in the closet with the gas attack.
I'm a bad man.
We had a tornado rip through Jefferson City a few months ago. When it was trucking through the countryside on it's way there it came near our home. Got my wife and daughter out of bed and got them and the dog to shelter in a back room closet with me until the storm passed. We live in an earth contact home so it's a pretty good spot for tornado protection.
Anyways, while we were huddled in the closet in the dark, I cut a terrible fart for my captive audience. They were left with the brutal decision which was a more lethal threat, leaving the closet and taking their chances with the tornado possibly hitting the house or remaining in the closet with the gas attack.
I'm a bad man.
Did you have your phone with you?
Yes, definitely had that with me. Called my friend earlier to tell her that the tornado was heading her way when I first got the warning and checked out the track. It hit her farm but missed the house and then she texted me to tell me it was headed our way. It missed our property but hit another friend of ours square on their house.
Then you should have taken several pictures of the facial expression brought on by your timely ass essence.
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