Hey Cannon

[DON SVO]

Lmao

I have plans for you.

[Mike]

Lmao

Jewlaughingbro?

Don't sell yourself sho-.... Never mind.

Lmao

[DON SVO]

Okay, you're moderately polite and relatively intelligent.

That's perfect.

[Chili]

That's a stretch, lol

Okay, you're moderately polite and relatively intelligent.

That's a stretch, lol

Don't sell yourself sho-.... Never mind.

[DON SVO]

You're a gentleman and a scholar!

That's a stretch, lol

[Chili]

hey that reminds me:

Back in the day my friends and I were hanging out at this bar, and of course we were drinking and telling stories. We started talking about people who exaggerate and one-up each other. I was thinking about how hot this bartender was. My buddy was talking to the manager and the conversation turned to fast cars. This manager dude was telling us how he had some magical unicorn of a car that never existed, and how it could fly and shIt. He was really piling it on, so I whip out a story about going go space camp and getting to hop in the space shuttle that was on the launch pad, and messing with all the buttons and flickering lights and shit. {takes a sip of his beverage} So we started flipping switches and pushing buttons and activated the launch sequence. Man we were scared. I've been scared a lot in my life. The worst was when we were in south America, we flew in in a vintage seaplane that had guns and shit. Had to fly out really quickly after we pissed off the local military that was loyal to the cartels. Se we're like 13 and all this stuff is happening in the space shuttle and mission control got it all shut down before we actually got launched into space. It was a trip. This manager dude was all like "yeah I've been to space" and then my buddy was talking about penis implants and shit.

Haha, good times..

No, we're good.

I just wanted people to see that I do have some restraint for retards!

You're a gentleman and a scholar!

[Baron Von Crowder]

[DON SVO]

The rest of the story is you started telling your story again so I slapped you again. Then apparently Craig drug me off before you could murder me. Did I leave anything out?

No, we're good.

I just wanted people to see that I do have some restraint for retards!

Tell the rest of the story, Clown Shoes!

The rest of the story is you started telling your story again so I slapped you again. Then apparently Craig drug me off before you could murder me. Did I leave anything out?

[BradM]

ordering a set of these to match my gladiator helmet

Holy shit. I have to have one.

[DON SVO]

I was on the verge of blacking out and I remember he was telling this really long(like Craig long-if you've ever let Craig tell you a story that is three years of your life you'll never get back)story and I couldn't figure out how to stop him from talking so that I could go sit down. After trying unsuccessfully to to find a logical jump in point I finally just said "Shut up, Don!" and slap! It worked!

Tell the rest of the story, Clown Shoes!

You weren't even at fish camp.

One doesn't have to be present at the inception of legend to be familiar with it!