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lmao...

Discussion in 'Web Findings' started by Green Tea, Dec 29, 2007.

  1. Green Tea

    Green Tea Tequila Mockinbird

  2. scx1984

    scx1984 Lurker

    That kid was really scared ;D

    I remember when I had skin mags and I was a kid. I prayed that my mom wouldn't find them. I tossed them in a box underneath the bed. No worries, mom never came near my room. Then, she hired a maid. For two days a week (Mondays and Thursdays. I hated her, so after school I fucked off to the barn to avoid her) the maid cleaned the house, and of course, the maid cleaned the fucking room and STACKED THEM ALL ON MY NIGHT STAND! Not once, but every time.

    The room would be spotless, since I am not all that messy, and the only thing different about the room was the skin mags were in a rubbermaid box, under the bed. She'd come in, vacuum, and take those mags out of the box, stack them all neatly on my night table, and put the box under the computer desk.

    It was as if she felt porn needed to be exposed, sitting on the night table, instead of squirreled away underneath the bed like every other fucking kid.

    I was not naive enough to think that she didn't know, but still. It was the principle of the matter. Porn that belongs to a hormonal male needs to be put in hiding. I thought it was the unwritten rule of all teenagers.
     
  3. Dennis

    Dennis R.I.P.

    Maybe she wanted to go thru um with ya. ^-^
     
  4. scx1984

    scx1984 Lurker

    That was probably the grossest thing to ever cross my mind...... :eek:
     
  5. Butterz

    Butterz Well-Known Member

    My mother would rip mine up and leave them in the center of my bedroom floor, just to let me know I was screwed.

    She was very Catholic, porn, Ozzy, etc. were 'no no's'...lol...'I better not EVER catch you with an Ozzy Osbourne record in this house!' Well, gee mom...you have the Beatles, Stones and Alice Cooper records...what's the difference? lol

    She'd wait until she knew I went into my bedroom and saw the torn up magazines before she'd say anything, then, as soon as I came downstairs, it would begin...

    Funny now, sucked at the time.
     
  6. scx1984

    scx1984 Lurker

    Wow! My friends mom is the same way. Except she blames us (his friends) for his fuck ups. So, if she found porn in his room, it'd be my parents getting a call because I am responsible for teaching her son everything bad.

    True story: He (call him Joe) is in jail right now. Joe decided to assist some lowlifes in smuggling drugs (meth, ecstasy, cocaine) into the country and some (marijuana and money) out of the country. Joe was in a very authoritative position based out of the opposite coast of the country than me and I hadn't talked to him since OAC year (Grade 12.5?!) which was a long time ago. When he got put away, it was my fault!

    Yes. According to his mother, if I hadn't been such a bad influence to him in high school, he would have been ok. Yes, since I only went to school with him for three semesters and really didn't do much with him other than play hacky sack and work at the youth centre (such an evil and distorted place a Catholic youth centre is!) he wouldn't have gotten involved with the mafia six years later and smuggled drugs for them.

    Yes, if I hadn't of gone to Advanced English and Physics with him and helped kids out at the youth centre with him, he wouldn't be in jail for three years before parole.

    I plainly see how it was my fault!

    On my end though, my parents were easy going. My mother and father knew they taught me right from wrong and so on. They knew I'd push the limits now and then >:D but also expected me to take responsibility for what I did. And I always have. When I fuck up, I admit it and life moves on.

    The worse part of childhood was not letting my father down. He wouldn't tell you (actually still doesn't) when you do him proud or make him mad, so it was hard to figure out, but the odd time I saw a smirk or smile and knew I was on the right track. Except when my car was packed full of clothes. I took that as a hint to get the hell out for a bit. I got back in only after a couple of weeks, and never screwed up that bad again.
     
  7. HeyBuddy

    HeyBuddy Well-Known Member

    LOL...that poor kid. I'm sure the people at the computer place are going to be like, "Maam, this puter has poon on it. Were you aware of this?". :bat:
     
  8. Jonny Quest

    Jonny Quest What What What

    Ha Ha, the kid was shak'n in his boots. :rolleyes:
     
  9. Hails

    Hails Well-Known Member

    The funny thing is, is that his computer came back with the porn still on it :2funny:


    here is his quote


    LMAO http://forum.freeforums.org/viewtopic.php?t=25511&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=25
     
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  10. Jonny Quest

    Jonny Quest What What What

    Looked like a hardware problem (battery), probably didn't even go into his files. Funny none the less.