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I'm pretty sure a large portion of the hippies of yore were that way too.
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I really wanted to be a yippie when I was twelve. :<
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Did anyone watch the new Futurama episodes?
It was pretty underwhelming :( |
I would never have guessed.
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Don't get me wrong, it was funny. It just felt different :\
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I mean do I really have to say much about this? ...chud |
Isnt it time we removed the "HEY KGP4DEATH CAN YOU SEE THIS" part of this topic title? Its kinda getting old ^.^;
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'sup Wiffy? :)
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Life in the candy coated mean-streets is rough ^.^;
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:lol
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Me, I'm steppin to the AM
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Willie said he was going to leave it up there for a year. |
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Hello Wiffles, how are you?
My best mate is working on Christmas Island for a month, so I went out this Friday night with some other guys hoping to have a good night anyway. I ended up at a casino for an hour watching someone play the pokies while I supped a free cup of tea :( waiting in vain for the chance to go somewhere better and let rip on the dance floor while wooing beautiful women. |
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What the hell are pokies and why were you not playing blackjack?
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I was not playing anything, I was waiting around making fun of the unfortunates that waste their lives in there, before realising that I was in there wasting my life. There were so many pensioners there, and I think I saw a lady with a pram. I think you might call pokies slot machines.
They give you free coffee or tea there though. I guess to keep people playing longer. When you win (I saw the guy I was waiting for 'win') they give you credits to keep playing rather than money. Wtf? What is the point of playing if you don't even win money? |
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A pram is a stroller.
I spent a very bad couple days of my life in Atlantic City. Not only is the place a rat-infested shithole with nasty, sludge-y, filthy beaches, but the casinos were so very sad. There were many old people chain-smoking and wheeling oxygen tanks (???) (!!!) and they all had big keyrings full of plastic rewards cards that they plugged into the machines. When they won, they got little slips of paper that had to be turned in at an office for cash. I never won more than a few dollars. Then I went to an arcade and shot a token down some sort of jackpot slot and it spit out a literal bucketful of tickets, and the workers were all mad at me when I turned the tickets in for some porcelain doll that was locked high in a case that signified it was unattainable. See also: "Atlantic City Hookers: It Ain't E-Z Being a Ho" (NSFW) |
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