PigLick on 30/1/2024 at 18:20
that picture gave me so many feels i have exploded
CAPTAIN MUNCHIES
not sure about the circuits it would assume they were fucked it was a full on deluge.
PigLick on 30/1/2024 at 18:23
fucking hell man, you dont understand what captain munchies meant to someone in perth, inthe 90's
PigLick on 30/1/2024 at 18:25
a lot, it meant a lot
PigLick on 30/1/2024 at 18:26
now that i havent sobered up at all, I am thinking of a Henke game called.....
PigLick on 30/1/2024 at 18:27
CAPTAIN MUNCHIES
PigLick on 30/1/2024 at 18:27
You have to organise a late night burger joint, but with angry maga guys
why is 2:30am in australia a ttlg dead zone?
PigLick on 30/1/2024 at 18:31
can i say is it bad when i have all the posts?
Aja on 30/1/2024 at 19:07
It's your signature style, man.
DuatDweller on 30/1/2024 at 19:39
Ok time for real story. As a little intro I've lived in many countries, which includes Italy, Austria. Germany, Nederlands, France and Spain, but I've lived somewhere else right now, for sometime, I won't reveal where for the time being.
I was living in a mountain *city in Northern Italy, back in the middle of the 80s, it was a nice spring in April, I had a lot of friends, and one them (*name withheld and modified for privacy reasons), lets say Giovanni* and I, knew a girl, Carlotta* whose family came to live in the city from Southern Italy, and like the teenagers we were back then, we had to compete with each other for the girl's attention. But I fell in love with her badly, and she wouldn't care for either of us two, but she was attracted by other young man, leaving us both ignored.
It was all fine and dandy with our little drama, until it came that day after a while in the middle of May or June when it was revealed to the world that the USSR had a nuclear accident which not only irradiated most of Europe but simply ruined our crops (at the point of being highly radioactive) and were unfit for consumption.
I even got exposed to rain carrying Cesium 137, to current date I haven't got sick however.
After this little scenario with the Chernobyl accident, I spent the worse of the summer in love experience time around +august 15, when everyone was on vacation (deserted town, no friends around, nobody on the streets), after this ordeal, I never fully recovered from the feeling of rejection and suffering for a few months. (+Ferragosto as they call it).
To this date I can still recall my friends and I see how back then like the endevour of a naive teenager falling in love with a girl.
Oh I'm much better now, though is not time for another story yet.
Tocky on 31/1/2024 at 01:52
A truck pulled in and I had to unload a ton of shower panels. Not some Alumax lightweight shit either. These things are inch thick glass you bolt to tile and custom fit to mold around whatever stone bench or waterfall the rich around here have to orgy in. And of course when they come in I'm the only one at the shop. Hard to imagine these bastards ever breaking.
So. Irradiated love eh? There is a song in that. Could have been worse. You could have had her break up with you and tell your parents you did acid. That's a load of laughs.
Here is one of our old hangouts. Bought my first condom here out of a machine in the bathroom. There used to be a black side and a white side but that was before my time. When we went the white side was strictly eating and the black had turned game room and eating and both sides for all. I worked there the summer before college.
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https://i.imgur.com/0K6v21T.jpegDon't know who the dork in highwater pants was. It was the only picture I could find on short notice and it's from a newspaper. We would hang out there before most home football games between school letting out and time to suit up.
But I met Tammy (who let me touch her boobies) before a game here.
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https://i.imgur.com/nscR2Qd.jpegNow the Kream Kup is torn down and Sherers is a real estate place. Kiamies is gone. Pervis Pool Hall is gone as is Pervis who was a neighbor for awhile. Everything I love goes away. Let that be a lesson to you ladies.
