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It was last night, around 2:00 at the local tavern. Sharon Stone was sitting on a bar stool across me with her legs spread wide open. All of a sudden I smelled a strong and nauseating odor of moth balls. So, I decided it was time to leave the bar and all of a sudden this guy spat on me. No matter how many times I swung at him I just could'nt hit him. I tried getting people to vote him out of there but it didn't work, so he stayed there and made everybody's life miserable.
It's fixed finally..............
Last edited by NUN-PUNCHER; 03-31-2006 at 02:31 PM.
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