Guy in Michigan gets arrested for cheating on his girlfriend

[GonzoStyle]

how wild can a flesh light be?

[Mad]

When cold, not so much.

[GonzoStyle]

but it's like "dead" so its cant be wild, so if you throw some warm water on a dead deer it's ok, right?

[Mad]

Logistically, extremely impractical.

If you want to rape a dead Bambi you'd have to kill it just before you violate it.

[GonzoStyle]

well you say the flesh light can be wild but it's inatimate object much like a dead deer.

so some ky and warm water, booya!

[Mad]

It isn't that same as that flesh hole. Plus, it's easier to clean up.

[GonzoStyle]

I don't fuck deer motherfucker, how the fuck would I know.

I dont suck feet either but some motherfuckers love it.

[Mad]

Would you want a maggot covered cock?

Me thinks not.

[GonzoStyle]

I just said I dont fuck deer but that dont make it bad. Like I said there are plenty of motherfuckers out there who love to do shit that I don't myself enjoy. I don't get people who get off on a lot of things like whipping bitches with fly swatters on their nipples, or dudes getting thrashed in the balls with high heel shoes but whatever you need to get a nut, go on with your bad self.

you wanna fuck a bambi's dead cunt, who am I to say no?

[Mad]

I understand where you're coming from, to each their own.

One time when the parents went away while I was a eighteen or nineteen had some friends over for a night of drinking (Mescal with the worm) bong hits and horror films.

One drank himself blind, I was seeing triple vision (I ate the worm) or more and my brother tells me there was a possum walking across the back deck.

It was snowing pretty heavy (about 6' to 8") and I go outside and start fucking with it with a kitchen knife. I'm stabbing away at the little bastard (easily twenty or more times stabbing it) and he's hissing and getting pissed. I saw a flash of teeth, backed off to get a curved snow shovel and smash it down its spine crushing some bones and what not. Everyone was passed out, so off to bed I stumbled.

Next morning one friend was looking out the kitchen window and mentioned to me that it looked like a murder scene as there was a carcass surrounded with quite a large blood pool in the snow. Went out and scooped up the carcass and threw it behind the cabana (lived on an acre and a half with part of it a wooded) and then shoveled the driveway to hide the blood.

Didn't think anything about it, until spring came with warmer temperatures, my dad told me about possum body he found in the wooded area. It was covered in maggots and stank to high hell, he buried it and I said nothing.

Never had my friends give me any shit after that either, wonder why?

[drusilla]

If I was into animals, I'd choose a live one, over a dead one every time.

its good to have standards

[The Prodigal Son]

Wow


Just...
I got nothing

[GonzoStyle]

One time I beat a stray cat to death with a pipe cause I was pissed that they were cancelling ALF.

[Keyser Soze]

i can deal with just about anything posted on this board, but the animal abuse stuff just bothers me for some reason. its just not really funny.

[GonzoStyle]

it's not meant to be funny, it's disgusting.

[The Prodigal Son]

Wor em up, homeslice

[GonzoStyle]

yeah sorry the cat didnt get a scratched paw, I beat that nigga down like a real man.

[The Prodigal Son]

Beat that bitch down! What What!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[GonzoStyle]

you woulda given it a fuckin bruise even if you had an axe.

[The Prodigal Son]

Do you understand that if I had busted him up like I wanted to, my parents would have buried me?