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During the holiday season we see countdowns to the best of (sports plays, music, twilight zone episodes), so I figured, why not list our favorite posts from this place. Can be Shark Pool, FFA, Test Forum, Looking for leagues and of course the FBG Players Championship forums.

:popcorn:

My personal favorite is this gem, from this thread (Ozy says Goodbye)

You know who else was "banned" for three days? Jesus. And he didn't respond with some whiny crybaby post, he smashed through a gigantic boulder and then flew up to Heaven.

Dust your dress off and go play dolls with your sisters, Samantha.
That was a classic.

We already did this, by the way.

I loved the one in the Wheelhouse topics thread in which Wheelhouse stopped in and was all pissed off, and I think it was Norwood quoted his post and responded "Do you like shelves?"

It doesn't work so well out of context, but in context it was so, so killer.
You're thinking of the scallops question. The shelves question was not directed at Wheelhouse.
Yup that's the one. It was perfect comedic timing.

 
So I was in Africa about ten years ago and as you can imagine, pretty much anything goes there. Gas stations consisted of benzine in a glass bottle, kids would fight like jackals over a snickers you just gave them and I have actually seen a chick fill a pot hole in town with a healthy poop in the middle of the day. I was there with the Air Force and there are a lot of rules governing behavior, dealing with the population and things that could hurt the credibility of the mission.

So we were in Northern Cameroon near the Tchad, Nigeria and Central African Republic borders, the outer edges of the Sahara. We were staying in a pretty decent hotel for the mission which was to deliver and administer various medical treatments to villages all over this wasteland. Pretty cool, people walked 50 miles to come get a tooth pulled! So General Order #1 was absolutely, under no circumstances...were we to have the secks with any local chicks. Reason? Estimated Aids rates in the local area were 30% to 60%!!! Problem was when we'd get back to the hotel each night there were 15-20 scantily dressed African women, fully browned and delicious.

Anyway, they were all hookers. So they had to remove them every night after complaints from the command staff but they kept coming back. So I wasn't going to let a good opportunity pass me by so I asked one of the girls what their rates were. I was referred to a man in a felt hat (Even if it wasn't felt I wanted it to be, so it was) who tried to tell me it was $100 for an hour. I said nothing turned and walked away. So the guy chased me down and almost tackled me. He said $50? I said $10? He said $40? I said $10. He said no, I left. So I told this story to some weird guy we were out there with (he was an inoculation specialist or something) and he said he had never had a black woman. I told them he would be taking a big chance even with latex and he said he had other ideas.

So the next day I went back to the Felt Hat and began what was to be an hour of intense negotiations. I said I would not pay $40 for one, but would pay $40 for three. His starting point for three was $150 which I told him made no sense if he was giving me one for $40. When we finally settled on a price we had to start all over again because he wanted to pick the girls, some cost more than others apparently which I thought he was making up on the spot (Nigerian guy). So finally we settled on three girls of my choice for $65. Now the guy that wanted one had already given me $40 plus a $20 "finders fee" which allowed me two girls for $5. But I wasn't crazy enough to do anything with chicks that might have Aids-ridden ######s, so I took all three girls to the hotel manager's office where we had access to a cot and the twot.

Went to get the guy and brought him down to see the girls but did not tell him there were three. When he got there he said, "so which one do I get?" I said, "all three, two on me buddy." I told him I needed to see all the girls naked to make sure they met his high standards first so I had all three strip down and then felt sick I wasn't able to do anything. He assured me all he was getting was a handy and whatever else, but no penetration (I didn't care, I did it for the comedy and the borderline criminal aspects). Left the guy and the girls, went about my business and then to my room (we were staying three to a room IIRC). About two hours later I heard a knock on the door next door and heard, "sir, we have a problem!" The vice commander was next door, he went with the MP to investigate. Apparently the guy I got the girls for not only had intercourse with them but also left his DNA in one of the girls on purpose, which the girl didn't agree to nor particularly care for.

So a huge fight broke out and the girls took the guy's cloths and locked him in the office. The MPs heard the ruckus and responded and when they got there they saw a naked Airman on top of the guy with the felt hat, rolling around on the floor with a couple of homeless dogs. The girls were screaming, a crowd formed and some bystanders (possibly gangsters) had even brandished a weapon. MPs broke it up and they did interviews and all of that. I was ####ed, no way this dude was going to leave me out of this I thought...I was gonna be sent home in disgrace for arranging a prostitution ring. So that night, nothing.

Next day, nothing. No one came to talk to me. A few days later I finally saw the guy and he just smiled, nothing was said. They sent him home that day but he allegedly told the MPs a story of deceit and betrayal, a heinous crime was committed against him. He said that the guy in the felt hat wanted his seed and the three girls were the man's daughters. At knife point he was to impregnate all three, or die. Stranger things have happened in Africa... Not sure if he ever got the Aids.

:dropsmicwalksoffstage:
#### :lmao:
 
So I was in Africa about ten years ago and as you can imagine, pretty much anything goes there. Gas stations consisted of benzine in a glass bottle, kids would fight like jackals over a snickers you just gave them and I have actually seen a chick fill a pot hole in town with a healthy poop in the middle of the day. I was there with the Air Force and there are a lot of rules governing behavior, dealing with the population and things that could hurt the credibility of the mission.

So we were in Northern Cameroon near the Tchad, Nigeria and Central African Republic borders, the outer edges of the Sahara. We were staying in a pretty decent hotel for the mission which was to deliver and administer various medical treatments to villages all over this wasteland. Pretty cool, people walked 50 miles to come get a tooth pulled! So General Order #1 was absolutely, under no circumstances...were we to have the secks with any local chicks. Reason? Estimated Aids rates in the local area were 30% to 60%!!! Problem was when we'd get back to the hotel each night there were 15-20 scantily dressed African women, fully browned and delicious.

Anyway, they were all hookers. So they had to remove them every night after complaints from the command staff but they kept coming back. So I wasn't going to let a good opportunity pass me by so I asked one of the girls what their rates were. I was referred to a man in a felt hat (Even if it wasn't felt I wanted it to be, so it was) who tried to tell me it was $100 for an hour. I said nothing turned and walked away. So the guy chased me down and almost tackled me. He said $50? I said $10? He said $40? I said $10. He said no, I left. So I told this story to some weird guy we were out there with (he was an inoculation specialist or something) and he said he had never had a black woman. I told them he would be taking a big chance even with latex and he said he had other ideas.

So the next day I went back to the Felt Hat and began what was to be an hour of intense negotiations. I said I would not pay $40 for one, but would pay $40 for three. His starting point for three was $150 which I told him made no sense if he was giving me one for $40. When we finally settled on a price we had to start all over again because he wanted to pick the girls, some cost more than others apparently which I thought he was making up on the spot (Nigerian guy). So finally we settled on three girls of my choice for $65. Now the guy that wanted one had already given me $40 plus a $20 "finders fee" which allowed me two girls for $5. But I wasn't crazy enough to do anything with chicks that might have Aids-ridden ######s, so I took all three girls to the hotel manager's office where we had access to a cot and the twot.

Went to get the guy and brought him down to see the girls but did not tell him there were three. When he got there he said, "so which one do I get?" I said, "all three, two on me buddy." I told him I needed to see all the girls naked to make sure they met his high standards first so I had all three strip down and then felt sick I wasn't able to do anything. He assured me all he was getting was a handy and whatever else, but no penetration (I didn't care, I did it for the comedy and the borderline criminal aspects). Left the guy and the girls, went about my business and then to my room (we were staying three to a room IIRC). About two hours later I heard a knock on the door next door and heard, "sir, we have a problem!" The vice commander was next door, he went with the MP to investigate. Apparently the guy I got the girls for not only had intercourse with them but also left his DNA in one of the girls on purpose, which the girl didn't agree to nor particularly care for.

So a huge fight broke out and the girls took the guy's cloths and locked him in the office. The MPs heard the ruckus and responded and when they got there they saw a naked Airman on top of the guy with the felt hat, rolling around on the floor with a couple of homeless dogs. The girls were screaming, a crowd formed and some bystanders (possibly gangsters) had even brandished a weapon. MPs broke it up and they did interviews and all of that. I was ####ed, no way this dude was going to leave me out of this I thought...I was gonna be sent home in disgrace for arranging a prostitution ring. So that night, nothing.

Next day, nothing. No one came to talk to me. A few days later I finally saw the guy and he just smiled, nothing was said. They sent him home that day but he allegedly told the MPs a story of deceit and betrayal, a heinous crime was committed against him. He said that the guy in the felt hat wanted his seed and the three girls were the man's daughters. At knife point he was to impregnate all three, or die. Stranger things have happened in Africa... Not sure if he ever got the Aids.

:dropsmicwalksoffstage:
#### :lmao:
If you want guaranteed comedy, look no further than Dr. D, EG or studs. They all have their unique style but the end result is usually the same.

 
The "men turn gay when they get shot down by chicks" one was a good one.

"Wanna go out Susie? No? Hey Kenny, wanna swordfight?"

 
Maybe you should see a marriage councilor. Someone you both trust. There may be deeper issues that is causing her to reach out to someone else.
I'll bet with a little luck and time, they could find a WoW-playin marriage "councilor" who would be uber.
"James, remember to talk 'to' Karen not 'around' her. Part of communication is... LIGHTNING BOLT! LIGHTNING BOLT! LIGHTNING BOLT!"
 
In the I Dating thread, I think it was Cappella, something about on the first date the girl admitted to getting double teamed by a couple of brothers and he wasn't sure if she meant 2 black guys or actual brothers. The real quote is funnier than what I just wrote.

 
http://forums.footballguys.com/forum/index.php?showtopic=641490&page=2entry14398218

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It goes on.

 
In the I Dating thread, I think it was Cappella, something about on the first date the girl admitted to getting double teamed by a couple of brothers and he wasn't sure if she meant 2 black guys or actual brothers. The real quote is funnier than what I just wrote.
oh boy do I have stories... :banned:
Let's hear some! :thumbup:
one chick sent me a pic that obviously wasn't her and then admitted (on the first date no less) that she slept with over 36 dudes (she was 22 years old) AND was :confused: by a pair of brothers. To this day, I don't know if she meant actual brothers or black guys.
 
In the I Dating thread, I think it was Cappella, something about on the first date the girl admitted to getting double teamed by a couple of brothers and he wasn't sure if she meant 2 black guys or actual brothers. The real quote is funnier than what I just wrote.
oh boy do I have stories... :banned:
Let's hear some! :thumbup:
one chick sent me a pic that obviously wasn't her and then admitted (on the first date no less) that she slept with over 36 dudes (she was 22 years old) AND was :confused: by a pair of brothers. To this day, I don't know if she meant actual brothers or black guys.
Thank you. That thread is filled with great posts.

 
In the I Dating thread, I think it was Cappella, something about on the first date the girl admitted to getting double teamed by a couple of brothers and he wasn't sure if she meant 2 black guys or actual brothers. The real quote is funnier than what I just wrote.
oh boy do I have stories... :banned:
Let's hear some! :thumbup:
one chick sent me a pic that obviously wasn't her and then admitted (on the first date no less) that she slept with over 36 dudes (she was 22 years old) AND was :confused: by a pair of brothers. To this day, I don't know if she meant actual brothers or black guys.
Thank you. That thread is filled with great posts.
I thought of this one right off the bat, too, but didn't feel like looking it up. Great choice. :)

 
Maybe you should see a marriage councilor. Someone you both trust. There may be deeper issues that is causing her to reach out to someone else.
I'll bet with a little luck and time, they could find a WoW-playin marriage "councilor" who would be uber.
"James, remember to talk 'to' Karen not 'around' her. Part of communication is... LIGHTNING BOLT! LIGHTNING BOLT! LIGHTNING BOLT!"
:lmao:

 
In the I Dating thread, I think it was Cappella, something about on the first date the girl admitted to getting double teamed by a couple of brothers and he wasn't sure if she meant 2 black guys or actual brothers. The real quote is funnier than what I just wrote.
oh boy do I have stories... :banned:
Let's hear some! :thumbup:
one chick sent me a pic that obviously wasn't her and then admitted (on the first date no less) that she slept with over 36 dudes (she was 22 years old) AND was :confused: by a pair of brothers. To this day, I don't know if she meant actual brothers or black guys.
:lmao:
 
Studs & Duds fart-for-burritos contest.
http://forums.footballguys.com/forum/index.php?showtopic=460032&page=37#entry10235727

Studs & Duds said:
(blows out) this remind me of my friend names Helen van Biscuits. There is mexicaned resterant in my town that have contest. They say whoever make loudest fanny cough will get a year supply of burrito for free. We have known for years that our friend names Helen just love them burritos so qwerts call her up and tell her about the contest. Helen get real excited but there is one problem. she can't make them fanny coughs loud enough. But one thing she do have is a brains.

So she do alotta research. She go to library and get books about intestines. She try eating different food. She try holdin in choclates for weeks. She try stading in diffrent position when making fanny coughs. There is no stones turned. She even have strategy meeitngs with qwerts after work. Qwwerts suggest that maybe he could build tiny microphone that make it sound real loud but she say no. She is very honets and wouldn't feel good about winnin them burritos like that. She was at the end of a road and almost give up when teh break of a lifetime happen. She watching a tv show about archetecture of buildings and they say that sometime if there the right combonation of curves and openings that sounds can become ampflied and things sound real loud. It say they use these technique in some of the most famous auditorium in all of a world.

That night she try all different things that have curves and opening. She lean her fanny on a wall, teh window, she use kitchen items like a whinsk. But nothing work. As last resort she take her fingers and make opening between middle and next finger just like mr sponk (ecept it is alittle curved). She put her hand like that around the ###### and make a cough. Babooms! It is so loud that it set off 3 car alarms on teh street. But maybe she just get lucky? She try one more time and it is even more loud. She look out a window and there is like 6 animal jsut lookin at her. When you fart is loud enough to make a animal curious you know probably gonna win burritos.

So now she is all set. The contest is today at teh retsaraunt and she knows that destiny is in her bowls. She have her technique and pretty soon she gonna eat burrito for free and the world is her oysters. The contest start and the man who own the restaraunt ( it is called la Pringles) take the stage. "Hello to everyones. Today is day of contest and whoever make teh loudest fanny cough win burrito for a year. on behalfs of me and everyone who work at el pringles, welcome and let teh farters begin! Will all contestant please come to stage." It turn out there is only two people in contest. One is Helen van bisquits and the other is some lady names maria pringles (but they say she aint related). Teh owner say "OK, it just you two, who ever is loudest win!"

So Helen go first. She take a few deep breath. She close her eyes so she can really concentrate. Everyone get real quiet (it real packed there). She slowly hold up her hand and seperate her fingers and curve them (an old lady gasp). She turn around slow and take her her fingers and place them around the outside of teh angus. Here we go. She begin and she let out what is probly one of teh loudest noise ever to come out of a body including screams. It sound like part boat horn and part nucleared esplosion. It is breathtaking and it last for almost 20 seconds. When it is done there is total silence esept for one old man who lookin around and pointing to his ears and tellin everyone he think he is now deaf, but people is pretty much ignore him. Eventually helen turn around and one person start clappin, then a few more and soon it is become a standing ovation. "Borava!" one lady scream. another little girl go to teh stage and give helen a bouquet of flower. Helen is touched and a tear come out. Even Maria pringles look impressed. What can she do ecept to tip her hat to one hell of a fanny cough.

So teh claps die down (ecept for that old deaf man but he wife tell him to calm down and they will hearing aid later). So now it is maria turn. Everyone get quiet again and give maria they attention. Maria look around, she bite down real hard and skin on her nose scrunch. She start counting..."one....two....THREE!" She let out her cough and it sound like snores, but it get a little louder and a little louder and then suddenly there is a second noise that going with it and then ....BOOM teh window esplode! People is so confused. Where did that second part of teh cough come from and how did them windows broke? How does she do that? Teh owner of La Pringle take the microphone "We have a winner! It is maria pringles! Her farts is so loud they break them windows and is sound almost like simons and Garf's uncle when it come out. Congratulation to maria and enjoy you burritos!" Maria start jumping up and down and I look at Helen von bicuits and she is devistating. Even people who watching really don't know what happen. They know that helen probably was louder but Maria broke them windows. So if Helen don't break teh windows and maria do, maria must have been louder.

Helen walk down teh stage and she is very upset. She come to us and say that she try her best and we agree. Qwerts say that he was so impressed by what she do and say he now really attracted to her because she is so talent. We agree it best to go home but Helen want to go say thank you to teh owner before she leave. She have so much class that even though she lose she gonna say thank you. Her fanny is real impressive but her character is loudest of all.

So she look around for him and cant find him. She check everywhere and then finally she look through teh door into the kitchen. That is when she see something that change she life forever. She see teh a whole bunch of people dancing around and singing. She see teh owner, he family and Maria pringle is there too. They is throwing people around on chairs like it is jewished wedding. They is all singing and laughing. She hear teh owner say that he so proud of maria pringles and that Maria is a long lost cousin and they rig teh conest so Maria would get them free burritos. It turn out that there were two little boys that threw rocks at teh windows (he give them free taco) when Maria was makin her coughs and teh second, higher pitch noise when Maria was makin her cough was actually teh owner blowing into a special ring he was wearin that make whistles. He time everything just right and with the harmony and teh glass breaking everyone get tricked into believing that Maria was making it all happen but it was all mirage.

Helen is now so mad she burst through the door into the kitchen and everybody who was dancing an laughing stop and look at her. Teh owner say, "Oh, uh, helen, oh, i we sorry that you lose and uh, we..." but helen cut him off. She slowly raise her right and seperate her fingers. Now people are getting real serioused and starting to panic. "No, dont do it helen" maria scream. But helen don't listen. She turn around, put her fingers on teh ######. Me and qwerts have no gone to teh door to watch and helen look over at qwerts and he say to her (real soft) "I love you." and with those words she let out a cough that so loud you cant hear nothin, you could only see teh looks over terror on teh face of teh pringle family. Some bottles of hot sauce start esploding and Maria Pringle get blown against a wall. Some of them beans also esplode and they go into teh owners eyes and I can see him mouthing "i am blind! I blind." She finish and say "you can keep you burritos, from now on I only gonna eat chinesed."

she walk out of teh kitchen and back in the restarant and the people part for her like a red sea. They clappin and pattin her on her shoulders when she walkin by. The old man who went deaf say that teh second farts knock he hearing back and now it is even better than ever. The mayor is there too and he say "I declares today is helen biscuits day." Helen stop and say thank you to everyone and wave. They all wave back but with they fingers a little apart and curve as a sign of respect. Helen tap her heart and show how much that mean to her. She may not have won all them burritos but she won alotta friends and when it is all done and said, burritos go in you and come out but friends stay in you forever.

stu1ds

p and s when i was writin this i think i hear helen make a loud one ...lol
deserves a re-read

 
During the holiday season we see countdowns to the best of (sports plays, music, twilight zone episodes), so I figured, why not list our favorite posts from this place. Can be Shark Pool, FFA, Test Forum, Looking for leagues and of course the FBG Players Championship forums.

:popcorn:

My personal favorite is this gem, from this thread (Ozy says Goodbye)

You know who else was "banned" for three days? Jesus. And he didn't respond with some whiny crybaby post, he smashed through a gigantic boulder and then flew up to Heaven.

Dust your dress off and go play dolls with your sisters, Samantha.
What was the 3-letter S-word that Ozymandis made such a stand over?

 
During the holiday season we see countdowns to the best of (sports plays, music, twilight zone episodes), so I figured, why not list our favorite posts from this place. Can be Shark Pool, FFA, Test Forum, Looking for leagues and of course the FBG Players Championship forums.

:popcorn:

My personal favorite is this gem, from this thread (Ozy says Goodbye)

You know who else was "banned" for three days? Jesus. And he didn't respond with some whiny crybaby post, he smashed through a gigantic boulder and then flew up to Heaven.

Dust your dress off and go play dolls with your sisters, Samantha.
What was the 3-letter S-word that Ozymandis made such a stand over?
Sex?

 
During the holiday season we see countdowns to the best of (sports plays, music, twilight zone episodes), so I figured, why not list our favorite posts from this place. Can be Shark Pool, FFA, Test Forum, Looking for leagues and of course the FBG Players Championship forums.

:popcorn:

My personal favorite is this gem, from this thread (Ozy says Goodbye)

You know who else was "banned" for three days? Jesus. And he didn't respond with some whiny crybaby post, he smashed through a gigantic boulder and then flew up to Heaven.

Dust your dress off and go play dolls with your sisters, Samantha.
What was the 3-letter S-word that Ozymandis made such a stand over?
Sex?
Ha, ridiculous.

 
Cunk said:
Why Me? said:
texasheat said:
update?you got fired or what?
Nah, still here. He moved out to the west coast (still with the company) at the beginning of the year though. While he was still here I did work ##### into my December presentation though in the form of Seth Dooshevitch, a fictitious professor of biochemistry at the University of Illinois - admittedly kind of lame. :shrug:
Why do I get the image of you pressing your hand against the window peering out it as rain drops trickle down the glass. Out in the parking lot your friend puts his suitcase in his trunk. This time for good. He looks back, see's you in the window. Your hand presses harder. Your face scrunches up trying to hold back the tears. Now he's soaked from the driving rain but needs to say one more thing. He mouths "boner" but has to look away quickly. The rain can't hide his tears anymore. He gets in his car and screeches off. You look out the window long after he's out of sight. "Boner" you whisper. "Boner".
:lmao:

I was trying to remember enough about that one to suggest it.

EDIT- In rereading the actual thread I also love 3 of the first 4 responses (including Tanner) were negative. :lol:
:lmao:

Cunk had one of my favorites... He answered somebody's tech question about some gizmo that had stumped everybody, but made up the whole tech-y answer.

 

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