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Originally Posted by Nighthawk419
Enjoyed the stories OP.
So whats the meaning of life?
Or instead, what brings you happiness now, and why is it different than what brought you happiness before? Said another way, what gets you through the monotany of everyday life after having lived the balla/degen life?
Not sure what the meaning of life is, but now I find much of my happiness in nature while hiking or biking, in my family and in my close friends. I feel much less compelled to validate myself with sex, excessive alcohol and drugs, gambling, etc. I sometimes miss the excess, but usually I'm content to have a quieter life where I appreciate the things that really matter.
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Originally Posted by SlowPony
I cannot believe this was overlooked. I'm asking, do tell. Spare the pics please.
Also I think this is a great read so far. Though you're a baby, you have lived an exciting life. And lol at you thinking there are multiple haters itt. Pretty sure there's just one.
Haha, there are no pics of said incident. It was back in '06 when the Steelers were playing the Seahawks. I pregamed with a bunch of friends at a house in Boston, but we were watching the game at a private party at a bar about a mile away so we drunkenly started our trek. About halfway through a few of us needed to pee so we headed into a back alley. I was swaying all over the place and so focused on not pissing myself that I started to **** without realizing it. I didn't say a word to my friends, waddled the rest of the way to the bar, ran into the bathroom, threw out the boxers and washed up. Walked back into the bar like nothing had happened and none of my friends knew at the time (I confessed later). I was so determined to get laid that day because of how much that would add to the story, but sadly I failed.
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Originally Posted by fling85
Cool thread.
R u Happier now?? or just bored?
Don't you want to relive that experience again?
I'm bored sometimes, but tbh sometimes I was bored even when I was living the excessive lifestyle. I think anything gets boring when you do it for too long, which is why I move around so much and don't tend to just stick with one thing. I semi relive the experience again once a year when my frat bros and I all head out to Vegas during winter break and don't sleep for a weekend.
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Originally Posted by Dstocksky
Cool thread, interested in more stories, especially about time spent in Israel. (I've been there 5-6 times and always have a great time)
[B]Most of my stories about Israel break down into the funny/crazy hookup stories or drug stories. I was on a program with about 500 total kids between 18-20, and almost all of them were just there to get plastered and have sex, including the girls.
I met a girl from England who I hooked up with for a while when she fell on my lap outside of a club and said "YOU'RE MY BOYFRIEND". Her friends had to drag her away from me because I ditched my friend who I was trying to help drink water since he had taken too much E and was leading her into a nearby alleyway (this is the last girl in the exs section of my OP).
I had the nickname "The Sandman" at Joey's Bar in Tel Aviv (and they would blast Enter the Sandman by Metallica every time I walked in) after I managed to pull a girl from the bar who spoke no English or Hebrew (she was French), took her down to the beach 3 blocks away, railed her for about 20 minutes since her flight back to France was leaving in less than 2 hours, and then return to the bar covered in sand.
One of my roomies Kansas was the biggest manwhore I've ever met. Out of the 300 girls on my program, he took the virginity of the hottest girl, and then a few weeks later had sex with the ugliest girl. The man just didn't care who he stuck his dick in. He also paid to have sex with at least 8 strippers at the strip club across from our favorite bar. His favorite phrases were "There is no such thing as rape, only surprise sex." and "Old enough to pee, old enough for me." We once had a competition of who could make out with the most girls that night at the club. I lost with 13.
Kansas, my other buddy Alex and I all met on the 2nd day of the program and were always out being ******s. We managed to get to live together, but we had 3 other roomies (to start out with). About a week in, roomie 1 demanded a new housing placement as we refused to refer to him by any name besides Canada and would make Canadian jokes at his expense at every opportunity (weren't singling him out or anything, we always talked **** to each other). Another of our roomies quit the program altogether when we wouldn't stop giving him **** for trying to claim his dad was one of the assassins portrayed in Munich. Our last roomie tried to become like us, getting wasted every night, doing whatever drugs we got our hands on, trying to sleep with anything that moved. The problem was we had all been to college for a year and he hadn't, so even though he had 30 pounds on any of us, he would invariably either piss himself, pass out in public or get into huge trouble every time we went out. We had a wall with a bunch of girls underwear tacked to it from girls we had slept with, and one night he triumphantly slammed a pair up on the wall. We asked where they came from and he told us all about the 15 year old at the school he worked at that he had deflowered in a back alley (he was 18). Some people just do it wrong I guess. He once saw a flavor packet from ramen noodles and exclaimed "I didn't know they make chicken flavored condoms".
I once blacked out hard when about 200 of our group were out a club in Tel Aviv. It was an open bar which I obviously forgot after taking way too much molly and drinking a ton, so I kept asking girls if they wanted a drink and then "stealing" them a drink from behind the bar. Throughout the night I kept biting my hand, tried to drag Israeli girls away from their huge boyfriends (my friends kept having to save me from getting killed, I was oblivious and thought the world loved me). We stayed out all night and headed to our favorite bar, Joey's, when the club closed at 6am. For some reason there were hot girls in there at that time, but I was still gone out of my mind from the molly I had taken like 4 hours before. I was trying to pull one of the girls, who was actually talking to me despite me making no sense. I don't remember any of this, but my friends told me the only sentence I said that made sense was "If I wasn't so ****ed up we'd be ****ing in the bathroom right now."
Plenty more but this is already insanely TL;DR
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Originally Posted by Vexed?
What's your income now per month? Full time/Part time?
Around 2k/month from poker depending (plus maybe $800/month from coaching), very part time since I'm going to school. Looking for a real job too since I have no work experience and I've heard people like that.
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Originally Posted by ILL_Militia
Op, my question about your degen life is, how can I have this awesome degen life?
Pretty easy, just don't care about money or consequences. Act on every whim, live in the moment and enjoy yourself.
Last edited by robhimself; 10-14-2010 at 06:46 PM.