Topic: I joined a DayZ clan...
+Anonymous A — 13 years ago #25,747
Turned out they were all bronies so while they were off line I flattened all their tents which distroyed all their loot, then quit
+ducky !LZ0E5ojVGY — 13 years ago, 17 minutes later[T] [B] #305,067
lol
+mechano !b.ltBX1QuE — 13 years ago, 21 minutes later, 38 minutes after the original post[T] [B] #305,070
+finland !E.2uE3Aybc — 13 years ago, 1 hour later, 1 hour after the original post[T] [B] #305,079
> Bronies
Like the term I use when I shit in a pan and give it to hospital nurses?
Like the term I use when I shit in a pan and give it to hospital nurses?
+Anonymous E — 13 years ago, 1 minute later, 1 hour after the original post[T] [B] #305,082
·finland !E.2uE3Aybc — 13 years ago, 2 minutes later, 1 hour after the original post[T] [B] #305,085
@previous (E)
Nope, the tray they bring me my food on. I just use the needles from the box that says "biohazard" to smear it even, and pour chocolate pudding on top. Then, I have some random person take it down the hall to the nurses. What will I do when they come to the room I was in? Nothing, I'm not even in a hospital. It was all a dream, the entire time i was just sitting here typing this articulate repl--- HAHAHA GO FUCK A SHIT UP YOUR ASS.
Nope, the tray they bring me my food on. I just use the needles from the box that says "biohazard" to smear it even, and pour chocolate pudding on top. Then, I have some random person take it down the hall to the nurses. What will I do when they come to the room I was in? Nothing, I'm not even in a hospital. It was all a dream, the entire time i was just sitting here typing this articulate repl--- HAHAHA GO FUCK A SHIT UP YOUR ASS.
+Anonymous F — 13 years ago, 3 hours later, 4 hours after the original post[T] [B] #305,128
@previous (finland !E.2uE3Aybc)
You know what I like to do on weekends? I go to parties. Not to party, mind you. I pick up women and take them home. Typically they're passed out so I have to get directions from someone else at the party. If she looks like she might come to, I use a little chloroform to put her back down, and then inject her with enough muscle relaxant to keep her out for at least an hour. When I get to her house, I carry her inside, lay her on the bed, and pull the sheets up over her. I take the wallet out of her purse and set it on the nightstand or dresser. Then I go to her closet and rearrange the hangers. If I see any shoes, I'll pick a pair to take and set next to her front door. Once I'm done in the bedroom, I head for her kitchen and look for a cookie of some sort. I break it in half and toss one half back into the bag. The other one I put on her table or counter. I'll find a piece of paper somewhere and, using my bad hand, scribble "Thanks for the good time, sugar." (I use my own pen of course, can't risk the slight chance that she calls the cops and they find fingerprints.) I leave the note with the partial cookie. Last thing I do before I leave is go into the bathroom and lift the toilet seat up. Then I leave, locking the door behind me. I go back to my car and use pliers to remove the metal bit from the plastic disposable cap. I look for a crack in a piece of wood and hide the needle in it. Then I'm off to pick up another one who's had too much to drink. The plastic part of the needle I can just toss in any fast food drive-up can. There's no shortage of those in the area I work.
You know what I like to do on weekends? I go to parties. Not to party, mind you. I pick up women and take them home. Typically they're passed out so I have to get directions from someone else at the party. If she looks like she might come to, I use a little chloroform to put her back down, and then inject her with enough muscle relaxant to keep her out for at least an hour. When I get to her house, I carry her inside, lay her on the bed, and pull the sheets up over her. I take the wallet out of her purse and set it on the nightstand or dresser. Then I go to her closet and rearrange the hangers. If I see any shoes, I'll pick a pair to take and set next to her front door. Once I'm done in the bedroom, I head for her kitchen and look for a cookie of some sort. I break it in half and toss one half back into the bag. The other one I put on her table or counter. I'll find a piece of paper somewhere and, using my bad hand, scribble "Thanks for the good time, sugar." (I use my own pen of course, can't risk the slight chance that she calls the cops and they find fingerprints.) I leave the note with the partial cookie. Last thing I do before I leave is go into the bathroom and lift the toilet seat up. Then I leave, locking the door behind me. I go back to my car and use pliers to remove the metal bit from the plastic disposable cap. I look for a crack in a piece of wood and hide the needle in it. Then I'm off to pick up another one who's had too much to drink. The plastic part of the needle I can just toss in any fast food drive-up can. There's no shortage of those in the area I work.
+Anonymous G — 13 years ago, 5 minutes later, 5 hours after the original post[T] [B] #305,132
+Anonymous H — 13 years ago, 3 minutes later, 5 hours after the original post[T] [B] #305,133
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