greggy

cool new av, july

16 rush he may have done that one before

Hello Friends. I am posting to let you know that I will be hosting a Google Hangout on Tuesday at 11PM EST. That's 10 Central or 8 Pacific. Who is invited? Everyone who posts here. However, newer folks get priority if there is a big turnout. What you need: headphones (so we don't get lots of echoes) and some kind of microphone, but you don't need anything fancy; earbuds and your phone will be fine. You will need Google Chrome or the Hangout app on your phone. A webcam is nice but not required if you're a shy person like li'l ol' me. I'm going to take notes on Tuesday's Hollywood Handbook and come to the hangout prepared with plenty of Podcasts Are Wonderful-style questions for discussion. My gmail is greggygregsa@gmail.com, so send me your email address or post it here or PM me on some kind of website with it. Capital Letters and "Punctuation".

is your brother chanson's dad??

ms whitehead, what are 4 Things You Learn Having a Disease Doctors Can't Diagnose? they block cracked.com at work and now im rly curious

you should scroll down on that to day 2 at 2:35pm, pretty good section of the marathon imo

robotam honey what happened to your hand? are you ok?

post a funny thing imho

no do it in this week's thread but thats a great idea

hey guys i cant come out for any more cool cop murders this week b/c i forgot to flip grampa last time and he got a bedsore so now im in dutch with pops and i have to give him my paper money for the oldfellow-cream ill be back next week and all ready to do acid pees and cop killings and fukken sweet crotch-rocket wheelies tho B) B) - greasy pizza baby The Gargoyle Boyz

out by the old abandoned train station, a crowd of muscleheads and curvy ladies chant and cheer within a smoky circle of barrel fires. in the dancing firelight outside the circle lie a ton of freshass recently-wheelied kawasaki motorcycles. they are shiny and new and look as though they've barely been ridden, but the gang has let them fall with no regard. the sound of the crowd swells, until a huge man on the outside of the circle takes one last puff of his cigar-sized blunt and flicks it in to one of the barrels. with an uncanny FWOOMP the fire climbs an extra ten feet in the air and for a moment turns green. a marijuana leaf-shaped smoke cloud puffs out over the hot, desert night. the huge man enters the circle and waves a hand over his head. the cheering and chanting stops as though turned off with a switch. "Ayo Gargoyle Boyz!" the huge man says. he doesnt raise his voice, and yet it could be heard from miles away. "Ayo Hardall" the crowd responds with the quickness and familiarity of a dubstep mass. "We got a new fish wants to join the crew, Boyz." hardall continues. "You know what that means, right?" the crowd goes back to their chanting. INITIATION. INITIATION. INITIATION. with another wave over his head, hardall knight stops the chanting. "You're damn straight. Dr Krunkoff, get in here with the initiation kit. we got to test this swamp baby out, see if he can hang." from a side-group of really fuckin hot babes comes the hottest of them all, dr blades krunkoff. she holds a huge leather trunk, but with one hand, because even though shes flippin titt'd out like the mayor of rack city, she's still packing heat in them sleeves. "Kimble! get over here too, i need you cousin." karlor kimble is incredibly honored to be chosen for this task. he runs to the center of the circle, his 6 foot cock dragging a line in the sand, and drops his pants in front of hardall. bozo baggins brings the initiation flute to his lips and begins warbling an exotic snake-charmers tune known only to an indian yogi and the members of the gargoyle boyz. at the first notes, karlor's massive member begins thrashing. slowly, it rises. eventually, it becomes a long, thick plank pointing to bozo from karlor's pelvis. dr blades sets the trunk on karlor's penis and opens the straps. "All right, let's get this initiation going. Gargoyle Boyz, ASSEMBLE!" hardall finally raises his voice on the last word, with a volume like a jet breaking the sound barrier. an owl falls out of a nearby tree. in top secret area 51, an alarm goes off as the cry awakens otto van skidmark where he lies unconscious in a tank full of green ooze. all the females in a pack of wolves sleeping in a nearby cave are suddenly impregnated. the gargoyle boyz crowd around behind karlor, hardall, and the trunk. hardall reaches in to the trunk and opens a laptop computer. he wakes it from its sleep mode and enters the url for the earwolf forums. hardall knight's chest puffs out grandly as he fills his lungs with air in preparation before he yells: "LETS READ SOME MOTHERFUCKING POSTS" - Harv'd Lamb-Poon The Gargoyle Boyz

we dont live by your rules, xtian

HALE SATIN

did a pic inspired by today's show, including cool bubble letters the babysitter taught me how to do sorry mr hayes and sean, i cant send it in for you to throw in the garbage, my wife wants to put it on the fridge

i hope its the members of crazytown , butterfly is my favorite song

not even kevin polack wants that shirt

16 queen

oh was that what that was about? i thought he was trying to trip him up on the details or soemthing

oh YEAH

pretty fun ep

in another 3 hours of this livestream theres just going to be piles of guys holding microphones and going "WHOAAAA" when theres a butt onscreen

valerie did the first (best) one

lol

happy birthday joe, got it in right under the wire

funny episode, ben/traci have a funny dynamic together especially