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Post by Smalls on Jan 14, 2002 14:21:19 GMT -5
It'll be OK, Till... be strong!
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Post by Smalls on Jan 14, 2002 14:25:06 GMT -5
(Mike, strolling slowly, sunglasses on, hands in pockets, moving towards the exit of the Taj Mahal)Mike's Head: *da*duh* Tillman (shocked by the fact that he just watched Mike calmly walk face first into a glass panel thinking there was nothing there): Are you fuckin' serious?! Vinny Sega, Marc and Tillman (in unison): HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA Did anyone else NOT catch the fact that Mike was wearing SUNGLASSES inside the Casino!? 8) <---- Mike "Call Me Cool*da*duh*" Gasi in the Taj Mahal |
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Post by The_Erotic_Jedi on Jan 14, 2002 14:30:33 GMT -5
Tillman was the motherfucker who called attention to the fact that I wasn't using my sunglasses as the sharp blades of sunlight were cutting through the windows in the corridor. Shit was all sorts of glaring in everyone's eyes. So I put on my shades and started walking down the hall like the big winner that I was and I think the sunglasses actually hindered my ability to see the glass panel. My head (*da*duh*) did not, however, hinder my ability to feel the glass panel.
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Post by Smalls on Jan 14, 2002 14:33:41 GMT -5
Whatever, Mike...you were wearing sunglasses inside. End of story!
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Post by The_Erotic_Jedi on Jan 14, 2002 14:38:00 GMT -5
Actually it's not the end of the fuckin' story. And who the fuck named you the President of the Story Ending Coucil for Ending Stories??
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Post by Smalls on Jan 14, 2002 14:40:00 GMT -5
Irene Ho appointed me.
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Post by GhettoMcHogan on Jan 14, 2002 14:48:32 GMT -5
That HO has no admin powers she is only CEO of
Pennies for Your Birthday and Weird Facts About You That Even You Forgot
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Post by Smalls on Jan 14, 2002 14:54:15 GMT -5
Oh my God, that was hysterical!
But see, as you pointed out, she remembered that I was President of the Story Ending Council for Ending Stories when I had forgotten about it completely!!
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Post by GhettoMcHogan on Jan 14, 2002 15:01:20 GMT -5
figures.....
I always thought you were President of the Elaborate Pointless Story Ending Council for Ending Stories
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Post by The_Erotic_Jedi on Jan 14, 2002 15:03:29 GMT -5
So eventually after the initial blizzard of laughter had passed, we notice that my head (*da*duh*) actually left a headprint on the glass panel. Needless to say, this was incredibly fuckin' hilarious.
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Post by GhettoMcHogan on Jan 14, 2002 15:16:23 GMT -5
TA DA!! AND THERE YOU HAVE IT FOLKS!!!
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Post by Smalls on Jan 14, 2002 15:19:04 GMT -5
Actually, that is not the End of the Story (yes, my original declaration was merely a decoy). The *true* ending of the story is that the next day, Mike goes on the message board and recites his little tale in hopes that he will be teased and tortured about it. He does this because as we all know, the only true form of acceptance amongst us comes in the form of ridicule. It's just too bad that his *da*duh* story only takes a close second to my "My Dad is Taking a Dump" story, which mostly gets major points with it's supreme embarassment factor.
So stick *that* in your salad and toss it.
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Post by The_Erotic_Jedi on Jan 14, 2002 15:39:53 GMT -5
Why don't *you* just toss my salad instead? You ass-eating, little tramp.
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Post by Smalls on Jan 14, 2002 15:42:14 GMT -5
That was SO unnecessary, boo.
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Post by Smalls on Jan 14, 2002 15:43:56 GMT -5
Why don't *you* just toss my salad instead? You ass-eating, little tramp. Besides, why should *I* when you have your little pal 'Stevie' around.... that is, when he's not chucking you over fences and all... |
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