Post: #1

One afternoon, I get an urgent phone call from my friend Brianna saying that....

[Keep it clever and keep it real thus no mention of Lamborghinis, celebrities or exotic pets.]

Post: #2

Saying that there's something called the ban hammer floating dangerously above your house.

Post: #3

(01-13-2015 03:34 PM)britchard Wrote:  Saying that there's something called the ban hammer floating dangerously above your house.

I am the provider of wishes, ask and you shall receive via bad photoshop skillzzzz.

No offense OP, just having a little fun, I am sure you don't live in a shack.

Post: #4

-Decline Call-

Post: #5

She had a friend that thought I was cute. Keep in mind I know Brianna from my western civilization class. She's always got something to say about the patriarchy

Post: #6

She saw me walking on the street the previous night. I was actually on a date with a girl much hotter than she was. Lets not forget, Brianna "forgot" to get back to me earlier in the week regarding my date suggestion with no counter offer.

Post: #7

Compared to the size of my flat that place does not look that bad...

(01-13-2015 03:40 PM)samsamsam Wrote:  No offense OP, just having a little fun, I am sure you don't live in a shack.

Post: #8

ashraf, you're walkin on a thin line ma man.

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Post: #10

(01-14-2015 08:29 AM)Cobra Wrote:  ashraf, you're walkin on a thin line ma man.

Creativity shouldn't be trolling, unless we're all fascists.
It's an interesting exercise that could draw from our collective experience with chicks.

The story could take interesting turns and spark a discussion about whether chicks would actually act one way or another.

WIA

Post: #11

Then she whipped out her penis.