re: What is the worst hook up experience you have ever had?

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I don't know, dude. It still sounds pretty gay. I'm trying to think of a way that it wouldn't be, and I can't.

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that combo should not end with a man putting objects up your arse and ripping it out

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FIFY

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quote:that combo should not end with a man putting objects up your arse and ripping it out FIFY

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I did it as a dare. Then that motherfricker yanked it as I walked by to hurry to bathroom and remove them.

But y'all can gay-it-up however you like. You folks know I don't give no cares.

Love that chest tat.

#roll-damn-tide

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This thread is awesome!

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But now I know why I have always lost women to guys like you. I mean, it's not just the uniform. It's the stories that you tell.

Here's another... A friend of mine and I go to the Stateline Bar in Waskom, Tx one night and go home with a group of people that live in campers at the KOA campground. We're hanging out by the picnic table and coke machine and one of the guys says "hey, see that girl over there, she'll frick both of you if you play your cards right." So we entice her back to her camper under the guise of going to watch a Ron White video. She has one recliner in the "living room" with a rebel flag draped over it, a sink full of dirty dishes, and a single mattress on the floor in the bedroom. We all sit on the mattress with her in the middle and each of us with an arm around her. She then says she wants to slip into her nighty. We quickly come up with a plan that my buddy will go first. So I head to the living room and slide the shower curtain like door behind me. She comes in and slides the door back open so I can watch. They start fooling around and he starts hitting it from behind with her dog between his legs. I do what any red-blooded American would do and start whacking off like a peeping Tom. When the time comes, I just mosey over to the sink and shoot all over the dishes like it's Ivory soap.

Anyway, ole girl starts to sober up and starts screaming rape. My buddy jumps up and comes in the room I'm in and tells me to go in there and see what I can do with her. In typical Trillhog fashion I go in there and get in a tug of war with her over the covers. After that, we GTFO of there.

She had a tattoo on her ankle of the name "Jeff" and told us earlier in the night that if we ever come back to the bar and she's with Jeff to act like we don't know her. My buddy told her "we DON'T know you"

I was drunk at Mikes and ended up taking this cute girl home. She started to blow me. A few mins later she pukes on the floor and then tries to finish the job. I drove her home.

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I was drunk at Mikes and ended up taking this cute girl home. She started to blow me. A few mins later she pukes on the floor and then tries to finish the job. I drove her home.

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similiar to my story. I had this girl on the side, we didn't date but would make out occasionally, never sex but normally bc I had better options.

Anyway, it was her birthday, i find her out and she is drunk. I take her home to nail her, and she ends up puking in my bedroom. I wouldn't have sex with her, and she cried all night about how no one loved her. I took her home in the morning and we never hooked up again.

:rotflmao: :rotflmao:

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all jokes aside, probably my worst was last year in NOLa... i feel ashamed even talking about it. Left penthouse around 2am and went to one of the smaller strip joints down there. there was maybe 2 people in the place and 3 girls in there. Me and a buddy sit down, this chick immediately makes a mad dash for me. Sits in the lap and starts begging to get a lap dance.. i keep declining. She then tells me she will give me a bj if i get the dance that she needs the money bad. So here i am drunk, 2am, cute chick basically begging to give me a bj in the back... so i said screw it and went back there. All was fine and dandy, until a few months later.. developed prostate infection at 28yrs old and still has not cleared up 9 months later. Nothing like feeling like i got kicked in the nuts 24/7

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since he dont post here i will add more to this story.. My friend who was with me that night before this happend, we were walking down bourbon "i didnt know all the good places to go" so we were trying them all. Well we walked by this place called little darlins "take my advice if you dont know already, DO NOT GO THERE" anyway, we go in. I should have known this wasnt the best place because soon as we walked in this big security guard came and patted us down.. now this hadnt happend at any of the other places, but we were drunk so we just went with it. Walked in and there was the stripper pole... with no one on it. 2 dark skinned young ladies come out of nowhere and grab us by the arm and take us in the back... they sit us down on the couch and immediately grab the cock and say.. and i quote "you ready to get this dick sucked" now, normally the only answer to that question is yes, but these 2 hoodrats with hair under their arm pits wasnt doin it for me so i tell her naw im just gone go get a beer and sit at the stage a little while first... she says, no need there wont be anyone on stage. So anyway i finally convince her i need a beer so i get up and walk out leaving my boy with the other hood rat. I get a beer and sit on the couch there.. well here comes this ho again. i finally tell her strait up i aint spending no money and e left. So here i am alone on this couch waiting on my boy. Well this guy i swear.. i fricking SWEAR looks like 2pac comes and sits beside me and says "yo u fuk wi coke" and i dont so being respectful i say no thanks tho man... he then procedes to pull a small bag of coke out and ask do i wana hit a line with him.. i nicely decline again. So he lines him one up right there and hits it. Next thing i know this man is running around this bar like crazy, runs out in street chasing people as they walk by, sweating like crazy... and i slowly get up and ease out without anyone noticing. I go next door and text my buddy to get out! Well after about 30 mins i never hear from him and assume he is dead. He finally shows up next door and i asked what happend... well he then goes on to tell me for $200 he got 2 of those classy young ladies to do as he pleased Needless to say it was a night to remember between that and my stripper bj only in fricking bourbon