re: At what age did you get into jam bands

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Don't call Kevin gates that. He'll report you ad you'll get a pm from the admins

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I remember Burt getting me banned for 10 months. Then I made Souljah my bitch in lockdown for that time being.

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At what age did you get into jam bands

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16

For about 30 minutes

It's just a shitty genre. An abundance of wasted talent. It might translate well live but it's worthless in the studio IMO

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It's just a shitty genre

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Whenever it was that I heard Allman Brothers for the first time. 12 or 13 probably.

we finally get our entrees, after being there over an hour, and i am shocked. i needed a magnifying glass to even be able to see these frickin tiny arse shrimp. i mean these frickin things are microscopic. we asked the waitress if they were always this small and she said "those are actually a bit bigger than what I normally see get served." are you fricking serious? oh, and lol at the guy here who posted that RL serve small shrimp cause they catch them when they are that small cause thats when they are the most flavorful. i cant...i just cant begin to explain what a culinary moron you are. ask any chef when...actually, forget it. just keep living in your bubble. whatever, just maybe the flavor might redeem this shite frickin experience, but no. I try the mango jalapeno first and almost gag. it was as if whatever fence jumper they had handling the food back there just took some canned jalepenos and dole fruit, chopped it up, squeezed a shitload of lime juice on it and poured it on top over some overcooked shrimp. i dont think anything i had that night was as bad as that dish. i would rather eat a mile of joy behar's shite than ever try that again. the scampi...kinda hard to frick up shrimp scampi right? right? not for RL. i tried to bite into the scampi shrimp, and it was so tough, it was like biting in to a petrified foreskin. i know they probably have a bunch of julios back there cooking and not chefs like a real restaurant, but holy shite my 2 year old niece knows not to overcook shrimp that much. the sauce, straight up melted butter with absolutely no garlic, seasonings, or any flavor to speak of whatsoever. not to mention i had to eat 5-6 shrimp at a time to even get half a mouthful. shrimp and sauces were just awful, even the fried shrimp came out burned and over battered. we all were able to stomach down about half of our shrimp dished before we gave up out of disgust and disappointment. the sides i tried were the rice pilaf and vegetable medley. frickin rice was so undercooked I almost cracked a tooth while biting in to one bite, which tasted like hot gravel. the vegetables in the medley were undercooked hard as fresh apples with no flavor or seasoning to speak of...oh, and they were ice cold. talk about a frickin poverty meal, this meal wasnt acceptable for a third world solitary prison inmate. The waitress asks if we want to wrap anything to take home. we all look at each other and laugh, and then look ate her like, "are u kidding me my bro?" just get this feces out of here. then she asks if we want dessert, and yet another "u kidding me?" look was given. just give us our check so we can leave this pit of culinary hell. as the table is being cleared, our biscuits finally show up. they gave us frickin 3. one a piece. they look ok, so i ask i we could get those to go plus extra since the first batch was burned and we waited till the end of the meal for the replacements. she said these were the last ones and the new batch wouldnt be ready for 10-15 minutes and we would have to wait even though no one was in the restaurant. frick that, just bring the bill. as we wait till next christmas for out fricking check, i see the manager and call him over. i asked why the shrimp were so small and where they got them from. he said he couldnt attest to the small size, but the majority of shrimp came from shrimp farms in asia. FARMS IN ASIA! fricking disgraceful. 30 dinky arse farm shrimp with no flavor in shite recipes...WHAT A DEAL! they are actually smart cause they get this cheap shitty shrimp and advertise the shite out of it so that idiots like the fluffers in this thread think they are getting the best seafood ever for so cheap! man you derelicts are frickin retarded to fall for this, but i guess i' m not suprised. we got the bill, paid, and got the frick out never to return. overall i give red lobster a -17/10 rating. the most horrible dining experience my friends and i have ever experienced, and we have been to some real shitholes before. everything from the service, to the slow kitchen turning out terrible food, to the idiocy of the management contributed to the shittyness of this establishment that is red lobster. later that night at home, i shite my brains out. my stomach can handle anything, and i mean anything. i have even eaten back of the fridge week old chinese seafood and was fine. this "fresh" seafoods quality wasnt worth my body even taking the time to deal with it, so i just shite it straight out. but yeah, RL is the best in the country! oh and as far as the #1's, frick you! why would someone who you just shite on in this thread take the time and effort to pose for pics at a fricking chain restaurant and post them on the internet for randoms who are just assholes that I dont give two shits about? i mean i know you no life idiots do but...i mean...thats cause ur idiots. I wonder why all of you are so stupid to believe that RL is actually better than seafood restaurants in the NE, NYC, or anywhere. every major city has better seafood somewhere besides RL guaranteed. my only guess is that ur too young to have the experience and knowledge of great food, you all grew up in the south or shitty flyover states that only have chains and RL is the only seafood you know so you boast about it to shroud your culinary idiocy, or you are just flat out frickin morons, or it could be combinations of those three. either way u RL fluffers are complete suckholes. i will not be back to this abortion of a thread. I will be ignoring it. i have never ignored a thread/pt'er in my entire tenure here on PT, but i will for this thread because i refuse to subject myself to the river of moronic shite that flows through this thread. it took a while to get over that tragic RL experience, and the only reason taking the time to type all of this out is cause you all stuck with it so long and i felt sorry for u kids with nothing to do on PT all day just waiting patiently for the prowler's review. but please know you are all idiots and you need to die soon due to your poisoning of the human race through your idiocy and bad seafood. RL fluffers are a plague on humanity and must be stopped. i swear if i ever see any of you on lot i would have no problem shooting you directly in the mouths, and then lay down next to your leaking bodies to take a 2-3 hour nap and sleep like a baby. cause i would feel NOTHING after blasting out the back of your heads. thats what a waste of life you all are. call it social justice of darwinism. the weak and feeble minded with taste buds and pallets like that of a swine will not survive. this is the fate of the RL fluffers. THE BEST part is that all of you shite-sippers will still be here posting shite like "tldr, OP is and idiot, OP has no soul, sweet melt" and shite like that in total denial of the bubble you are all living in to try and get a rise out of me or something. go ahead and keep this thread so you can point out things i said that were so wrong and talk about how i will never know the RL greatness and just keep suckin each others dicks in here cause you dont know any better, nor do you have the capacity to understand real seafood cuisine that is served in cities like NYC. just know i will not be reading any of it cause i could give a frick these what you random morons have to think, and i leave you now to wallow in your own stupidity, and then to die asap. you RL fluffers are all retarded, and your restaurant fricking sucks. week old long johns silvers > RL highlight of the night: the hostess dropped a pen and bent over to pick it up right in front of me on my way out and i got a nice long glimpse at that masterpiece of an arse. still couldnt do anything to redeem the most horrible evening of my life.
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Once I was on the floor he inserted the booty bump and told me to squeeze my arse tight so that the booty bump and all the spunk wouldn’t drip out. As I started to feel my stomach cramp up from the booty bump he dressed me and told me that we were going to the baths and that I was going to take all loads. He rented one of the sling rooms and told me to get into the sling as he mixed up another booty bump. I secured the restraints myself , all but one arm. He came over secured the last arm and started to insert another booty bump. I told him that I was ok 4 now. To this he responded by placing a ball gag n my mouth and continued with my booty bump. It had only been about 20 mins since the last one. Now I was so high that I couldn’t focus my see straight. He began to frick me again, telling my how sloppy my hole was and that when he had fricked me the first time that he had ripped me. He said that he knew because when he pulled out there was blood all over his dick. He said that was a good thing, it would make it easier to ensure that my neg status was gone for good. Then he told me that he had used the point 4 my slam and that when he slammed me there was still a good bit of his poison blood in it, and now it was running thru my veins. He must have been fricking me 4 at least an hour, not that I was complaining. My arse was so hungry from the booty bumps that the only thing I could think about was getting more dick. He shot another death load in me then opened the door and walked away. It was a few mins before the first guy walked in and began to get his dick hard so that he could frick me. He was a much older man probably 55 or 60 but he had a huge cock. He came after about 5 mins of fricking wiped his dick off and left. I didn’t realize that there was a group of 4 guys waiting, they took turns one after the other all loading my eager arse. A while later my friend returned, closed the door and mixed up a huge booty bump. He squeezed it into my hole and for good measure he pushed a large rock of meth up my arse with his finger. He massaged it until it was completely dissolved. Then he removed the ball gag and asked me how I was doing. I was so high I couldn’t hardly answer but I managed to say that I was feeling a little dizzy and hot. He gave me a bottle of water and told me to drink it all as he unlocked the restraints. I drank the water and instantly began to feel better. He said that he had to leave to do something but that he would be back. Then he told me that he had left a message on the all the dry erase boards saying there was a "eager arse in the sling room taking all loads POZ IS A PLUS" as he left. I knew that I should probably get up and leave but the meth was starting to take effect. So I waited. It wasn’t long before a line began to form, I eagerly took every load that was offered. I'm not sure how long I was there in the sling room or how many guys filled my hole with their juice. When I finally started to come down from the meth climbed out of the sling, put on my clothes, and left the bath house. I felt so trashy when I walked into the day light, like everyone knew what I had just done. Not to mention that there was a wet place on the arse of my jeans where some of the spunk had slipped out of my now opened hole. It has been a few months since that happened so I'm not sure what my status is but I did feel like I had the flu about 2 or 3 weeks after it happened.

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They're terrible
I look at people who LOVE them differently than normal ppl.

Normal ppl = ppl that don't like jam bands

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