OK, here are the rules:

I will start it with 1 sentence, then each reply will be one sentence long and you can say anything you want and twist the story to make it crazy.

So, It was the WSOP time and i walked in to the RIO and.....

I saw NMHU. at the bar.

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So, It was the WSOP time and i walked in to the RIO and I saw NMHU at the bar. He had his arm around a Barbie wannabe whore who was either a transvestite or a woman who liked to carry a banana strapped to her inside thigh.

and i punched him in the face

because (s)he was my wife of 26 years.

and wives suck

and then i went busto.

The end.

FYP

fyp

continue

and after i went busto on his face, i walked over to a car, and got in then.....

I shat all over his steering wheel like a boss

too many ******s to make that thread good

story of bbv's life

I like turtles.

Do I win a prize ?

NEXT THING I KNEW, I WAS HUNTING FOR MC CHICKENS DREAMING ABOUT SARA

You are a mahoosive douchebag.

FYL.

glad that you felt concerned when i was talking about ******s

Oh and those dots makes u look cool and serious keep making em

Putting a full stop at the end of a sentence is an attempt on my part to look cool? lol

You live on the internet and are a self proclaimed troll on an internet forum.

You wipe poo on your face.

and than ashleythegrinder came and donated his whole roll to me instead of making stupid threads

/thread

So, It was the WSOP time and i walked in to the RIO and I saw NMHU at the bar. He had his arm around a Barbie wannabe whore who was either a transvestite or a woman who liked to carry a banana strapped to her inside thigh. I punched him in the face because she/he was my wife of 26 years. Unfortunately, I didn't know NMHU was a UFC fighter and it wasn't long until I was on the ground in a rear naked choke. Next thing I knew, I was hunting for Chicken nuggets while Sara, my husband/wife, was slapping me in the face telling me to wake up.

I awoke in the bar with NMHU standing over me. He said, "Look, unless you want to get us both disqualified from the Main Event you need to chill the F out man."

He offered me a hand and helped me up to my feet just when the chime sounded ended our dinner break.

Sara bounces from his arm to mine and says, "Sweetie, NMHU is my old friend from high school, no need to be jealous."

I look at her and say, "Its hard to not to be jealous when you keep blowing everyone."

She shrugs, "You're exagerrating."

I stand up on a table and yell, "Excuse, can I have everyone's attention. Who here hasn't been blown by her" I finish pointing to my man-wife. Immediately, 200 hands go up in the air.

I jump down, "See" I say as we continue onwards to the table.

NMHU slaps me on the shoulder, "Relax bro, I knew Sara back when she was just Sam, we're just friends."

"Whatever" I reply before following sitting down at my table, one of twenty left.

I watch as NMHU makes his way to the other side of the room and sits down next to Ivey. I envy him, at least Ivey is quiet, unlike Helmuth who is on my right whining about how big a donk I am.

"You F-ing Donk" Helmuth says looking at me when he returns to the table.

(...) "I'm glad you came", said someone wanted. From an arabic boys band or something. Or at least he looked like a terrorist.

Then, NMHU called teh CIA because the arabic people are trying to impose us their shish kebab while the US already has concluded a deal with KFC so they can keep the monopoly on the fat people market... Then Sara said : '' So brave of yours, NMHU.''

- NMHU.

delete and ban

Den Bosch