So your pretty crappy at video games, your job sucks and your hair cut is only "okay".
But how are you in bed?
Bring it mother fuckers, lets tell "camp" fire stories.
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4 Years ago I picked up a back packer on a beach, what was a dirty week end turned into a filthy month.
She had to go to Sydney to get on a plane which is about 900km south of where I live. I didn't have a job and I did have a car so I thought "fuck it" and drove her down.
To this day I've never had so many blow jobs in a row, totally epic.
About a third of the way to Sydney is my old home town, and my mothers place. My mother was in Melbourne visiting the family so I took liberty with the property and dropped by.
It's bad enough when you have sex in and on everything in your own house, but when you go to your mothers house and repeat the process... You're just a tad fucked up
I'd been listening to a lot of Henry Rollins and something was stuck in my head "When I was 18 I wanted to fuck on the floor and break shit. When I was 25 I wanted to fuck on the floor and break shit. When I was 35 I wanted to fuck on the floor and break shit. Now I’m 40 and I want to fuck on the floor and break shit." - Henry Rollins
We stayed at the house for about a day and a half. Did it in every room, broke a couch, broke a dinning room chair, dinted the fridge with her head...
All of that was explainable, it was all minor damage.
On the last night I flipped her side ways across the bed, and then created a situation that was not as easily explained. On leg slung over my should her twisted down with my hand across the back of her neck I ploured her into the bed, after what seemed like ten minutes I heard a timber cracking sound, plank shot out of the bottom of the bed. Then it snapped, it snapped straight in half. My bed was now a giant V. Shardes of timber all over the floor and some poor English girl upside down lodge in the V.
I fell over laughing and did stop.