Story Time With D's...Gather 'round children!

Dew is still a Mexican in rehab
 
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Anyone here familur/wanna admit youve been in Salvation Army's 6 month program? I know of it. Did a forced detox there in Syracuse in 2000. My friend was already there in apt program. It is a nice program if everyone there wants to change I imagine. I usually have chubby black women wanting to be gf/bf. I oblige. Ask me about it! Im hoping to hear from likeminded individuals.
 
Were you the one who etched "Brian will kill" in stall # 3 from the right in the mens restroom? You know, the stall that usually has no toilet paper and a stale pilsner colored puddle underneath the toilet, right around your left foot due to the inclination of the tiled floor. That puddle once soaked my blue ankle socks that I bought from Old Navy in 2012 during their back to school sale - you know, the Old Navy right off Towpath Road. My dog has asthma.
 
phrozen said:
My dog has asthma.
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Lol, ur dog got asthma because u kept blowing in it's nose dog makes funny noises. Hell there is not enough peanutbutter in the world phrozen.

Hey beagle boy i went to 'the sally' we calld it back in the day. I met some really cool people there and am still friends with 1 black dude i met there to this day. Hell we both now are doing good in life.
I stayed at the Salvation Army long enough until a bed opened up at a rehab here in town. Was chill, u could leave to go to an AA meeting if u got the shit signed,and usually one of us would go that night n let us copy the signature(had to give em signd sheet).

I ended up getting kickd out of that rehab because I got caught skateboarding downtown instead of going to work.

I started typing this, nsfw/tl worth the read,
NSFW:
Hell yeah, i still got the picture you sent me of your sexy ass.lol people at that place left me the fuck alone when i told them that you were my 'gay lover',lol they believe fags are doomed to hell,and didn't want my gayness to rub off on them. After all that they left me alone,which I enjoyed because hell it was a lot easyer smoking joints of spice all alone on the picnic table/smoke pit.
I looked foward to yals letters,and I travel around with the letters/stories that lonewolf wrote me, I wrote him so many fucking letters,like pages, because u cant watch television until like 6:30 and lights out at 9, so fuck sitting on a hardass metal fold out chair in a trailer with 10 other guys watching telemundo channel cuz it played fucking music(since they didn't alow it ).
Was kickd out because somd dude said i grabd his asss but really i had such a hardon by reading one of lonewolfs stories when the mail came and when i stood up my dick rubd up against this dude,and since they already labled me as a queer,homo they were looking for a reason to kick me out.
That place sucked,avoid fucking faith baised rehabs at all cost's. Imo 12step type programs work better because you learn your powerless, see where and who u fucked up while being fucked up, and make things right by paying them back.

Worked for me up until I met some chick that secretly used behind my back,so i did the same to her.before we both found out about each other when using to porti poties side by side and both made loud ass cylaphain noises along with the lighters flick,belts coming off and sunglasses on (after 10minutes in there) and act like thats how we roll lmao,ended with her going to rehab and having a black baby, so when she came back to me with a mixd baby saying she was mine i looked at her,popped a few xanax bars and met up with her sister later thinking that she was wanting to take a dna test,nope.she came back to the hotel I was working at and we fucked and smoked dope 3 days straight.

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I earned the name Cheese about 5 years ago when I first started doing Cable TV work,except then I was running Cat5,fiber,CC inside highschools,recreation centers, hospitals, and churchs that were being built, or if a crew came in front of us and removed all the ceiling tile. I had no idea what I was getting into,that I would be doing line work 2 years later. I ended up leaving my home town with a lineman friend of mine to start a job, and the way he mentioned it to me made me all about it.

Hell I was sleeping on a dirty ass floor of a fucking ice junky, I swear if I see that sissy again..I don't even want to talk about it on here.

So there we went , left on a whim about some cable tv tyle job(still had no clue what linework was).car ended up catching on fire along the way and after driving all that night doing blow I swear I was about to have a heart attack when the exhaust manifold fucked up . Talk about a panic attack,not thinking but knowing that I am now stuck in the back woods of Lousianna.
My boss(whose my boss now) came and picked me,my friend,and all our shit.

I stuck with it man, I learned everything,and in this type of work no one shows you from the ground on how to do the work on the poles, it took me looking up, and eventualy buying my own line gear and tools before I got up the utility pole,and after safetying off I got a 15% raise, a year later I did the same with doing the paper work needed and reading the prints to get paid,and I did, now i'm at the point where i'm now making more money then fucking union power workers,cell tower workers and even bitch ass fuckers that put me down my entire life.

The reason I got with that fat bitch is something inside me told me to do it,not for the sex but for my job. I did technicaly go to 'rehab' except there was smeared dog shit in the carpet ,smells like some old fucking barn where farmers used to go to slaughter their animals.no shit.boss called me 6weeks later and after working installing 'customers' cable for a solid day and night I had made enough money to fly the fuck out of AL.



I'll Add more later when I got time.
 
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whoa!
Imma have to copy/paste a yarn I spun somair else.

Just for you, g
Jost bored as fuck and I know we all got em.


Charleston, SC (company - howards rigging)

Guess we were 60ft or so landing bundles of joists before leaving for the evening... it was getting dark quick.
The last bundle swung in and didn't know operator couldnt make out or see signals. I grabbed the webbing and signaled to stop and drop. Well... the bundle kept swinging and before I could take notice and react I was being pushed off the girder I was standing on. Holy fuck. Shit. Sumbitch MF!
I just held on to the webbing and rode with it. As I left the girder the load started to tip, naturally. I lift my feet a bit and felt something up under them in like 1 or 2 seconds - but felt like a lifetime. Dropped to the girder that I found myself on which was the level below and to the right and let the joists go.
Started screaming expletives of course but ultimately it was all on me doing what I love to do. Went back next morning and jumped back finishing the roof system.

Good times, I tell ya! Good times!
 
D's said:
lol xD, yeah cheese pups are those dog treats that look EXSACTLY like fucking cheesetos sept they are shaped like a bone, i thought it was a chedder chesee log or something new.

you want to hear a story?

when i was a kid.. and i just began to learn what "fapping" was., i couldn't help myself but fap atleast 3+ times a day, sometimes more. i'd fap on the bed fap on the floor fapped so long i grew a fappin' afro then i fapped to the left fapped to the right fapped to the sound of momma cookin rice.
anyways, i couldn't help but fap almost 24/7, i still took time out of the day to eat my captin crunch baries and work on my cursive homework assignments.
well oneday in shop i was like, i'm fuckin tired of fapping, so i desided to make a feefee, everyone else in class was making like fuckin bookshelves, and birdhouses. fuckthat shit i want to fap, the birdhouse gave me the idea because of the hole, and the bookshelf reminded me of my dads porn that i will get into later in the night. well everyone is working on their projects and i'm hammering,sawing,stapleing,glueing,fapping,sandwich, etc.
here is a microsoft paint drawing of my fapper:
drewsfapper.jpg

wish i still had the real thing, my mom threw it away after she saw my exexex gf's panties stuffed in the "birdhouse", she got courious about why there were women panties stuffd in a birdhouse, so she investageted like a snoob,.
oneday afterschool i was bust fappin in my ''birdhouse'' and i didn't kno that my mom setted me up, she put glue in my ''lube'' bubbles, and she fucking made me glue myself to the ''birdhouse'', whats fucked up is i had to go confront her and my dad, and sisters and fucking brother.
they laughed at me, hard, like they were crying, i felt so emberased. so went to the hospital with this still on my penis, well my best friends mom is a nurse in the ER and well since she saw what i did, she stopped letting her son hang out with me :/.
the doctor wasn't laughing, he told me that i have serous issues, and sent me to a therapist.
and well ive been fuckd in the head since.
the end!
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Do you have a pic of the flapper? Image expired
 
whahhappeenmaeng?
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update?
would be nice but surely Ds has a lot in his plate ATM
I don't know but the story is open iirc
Hmmm
New self proclaimed CPS (basically an assistent/janitor) is now "watching" thread.
 
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