These are not my stories but stories from my friends that are retold here. The conversation started with the topic over chat of one friend asking to hear about the worst first date(s).
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On 4/21/09 3:03 PM, "Friend X" wrote:
sorry to be a bore, but i haven’t had a bad first date, really... although maybe it was bad for the guy. met up with a urologist once, and i kept demanding that he tell pee-pee stories. he told me a really disgusting one and i liked it way too much. he never asked me out again. i tell myself that it was because he moved to California, which he did, i swear.
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On 4/21/09 3:06 PM, "Friend 2" wrote:
See, now that’s funny.
That’s great.
What was the disgusting story?
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On 4/21/09 3:09 PM, "Friend X" wrote:
it wasn’t even a pee-pee story.
apparently some really obese woman came into the hospital. they stripped her and washed her, but she still stank up the place. so they started unfolding her fat rolls to see what was going on, and they found a really old cheeseburger in her crotch.
**The good old cheeseburger in the crotch always gets you in the end.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
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Oh mY God !!! That picture is sooooo wrong !!
ReplyDeleteI have to go throw up. And I have a very strong stomach, but that cheeseburgie story got me. Ewwww.
ReplyDeleteAlthough, I guess it could have been worse. It could have been a McFish.
That is unbelievably disgusting.
ReplyDeleteAhahahahaha!! Gives a new meaning to the expression “eat my meat”!
ReplyDeleteI had a mixed reaction... that's hilarious and nauseating at the same time. I just want to know how you could 1)wonder where your hamburger went and then not bother to find it, and 2)NOT NOTICE IT'S IN YOUR CROTCH!!!
ReplyDeleteNote to self: Don't read this blog over breakfast.
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