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One swing and bobo is done.
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swing your fucking sword.
If someone can procure a wild chimp and we are each given a bat, I will 100% fight that thing, PCP or not.
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swing your fucking sword.
I’ve heard that one too.
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swing your fucking sword.
Am I reading this poll wrong or is it
“How many of you idiots would it take to kill a gorilla”?
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Doesn't timberridge have some in his menage
It's a war of the mind and we're armed to the teeth.
How do I kill a gorilla with my bare hands?
Here's how you do it:
Cut off your bare hands. This is going to hurt and will probably kill you, but hey, you want the gorilla dead right?
Get yourself some highly lethal poison and barbecue sauce. Shit… you probably should have done this before cutting your hands off. Well, you’re bleeding out so better get your shit together quick.
Figure out how to get the barbecue sauce open and mix it with the poison. Don’t get it on your stubs. You don't wanna poison yourself, that’ll be an embarrassing one for the parents to explain at your funeral.
marinate your hands in the mixture. Yum!
use your stubs to throw your hands at a gorilla. At this point you may be wondering why couldn't you have used one hand instead of both. Well, sir, attacking a gorilla wasn't smart to begin with so why the hell would we start now. But back to the plan, you will want to pray that he’s a barbecue sauce kind of man and not honey mustard.
if the gorilla eats it, your job is done. You can get help, or more than likely die now. If he doesn't eat it, then congrats. You will be world famous for your awfully embarassing failure. Good job makin your folks proud!
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“How does it feel to be the greatest guitarist in the world? I don’t know, go ask Rory Gallagher”. — Jimi Hendrix
Give the PCP a rest for a while, young whippersnapper...
You would have absolutely no chance against a chimp. Like 0%. Well, I give it 2% chance, accidentally clawing its eyes while screaming like being eaten alive.
Which you would be. I can flip&roll&smoke guys weighting +40kg in JJ/BJJ. That skinny chimp was a totally different ballgame, those hands are like vices.
You would be clawed & bitten blind, raped and after the coitus, eaten. Deal with it.
Hell, I have been attacked by German Shephard, twice...And as uncomfortable as those experiences were , I´d chose a daily attack from one instead of going face-to-face with a chimp. And I won 2/2 of those bouts.
The floggings will continue until morale improves.
I may have told this story before but its appropriate here as I have some anecdotal input, the lifeblood of TGR. In college, my sophomore dorm roommate and then later my housemate for Junior and Senior year, was the son of one of the richest men in Central America. So weird shit happened once in awhile with too many stories to tell there. One of them involved a monkey.
My buddy woke me up one morning and said we had a meeting to go to at the airport. He liked to be cryptic because it was fun to fuck with us. Most good stories with him started with a vague request for accompaniment, so I knew I should go. So we head to the airport and basically get waived through to the tarmac and some little warehouse where a guy meets us and hands my buddy a cage with a fucking monkey in it. I later learned it was a pretty run of the mill spider monkey. They probably were pets for some Californians, I dont know, but the way this went down led me to believe this thing didnt have its fucking shots.
He lived in our dirty college house. He sat on the couch, he ate from the fridge (mainly eggs and fruit), he slept in a cage but he was out a lot. For the human-like things he did, we couldnt get him to stop shitting everywhere so he wore a diaper. The point is that we interacted with this guy and for a small dude, he was strong as shit. Just trying to wrestle things away from him could tell you everything you need to know. If you magnified this guy by 5-10X, into chimp form, he'd rip your arms off and beat you with them with a smile on his face.
End of the story isnt good. He got into the freezer and ate frozen melon balls we had soaking in booze. We thought for sure he had alcohol poisoning. My buddy took him to some sort of Dr. Nick vet for final accommodations and was told that his stomach actually froze. Poor Tonio.
Oh Lordy, you’re a stupid young man, have you been drinking
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Remember this dude? He had his hands full with some run of the mill street monkey. If it was a chimp he'd be dead, fucked, and eaten.
"fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
"She was tossing her bean salad with the vigor of a Drunken Pop princess so I walked out of the corner and said.... "need a hand?"" - Odin
"everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy
This thread delivers in the dog days of summer. HOF potential.
I have been in this State for 30 years and I am willing to admit that I am part of the problem.
"Happiest years of my life were earning < $8.00 and hour, collecting unemployment every spring and fall, no car, no debt and no responsibilities. 1984-1990 Park City UT"
This.
I was on a "guided" hike once in Sumatra to check out "wild" orangutans. It turns out the "guides" there just feed the orangutans from their backpacks, and the apes are only semi-wild anyway.
I was carrying a backpack too, and one of the females came down to our height and kind of went for my pack. At some point we ended up sort of shaking hands. That second or two with her hand on mine told me, very viscerally, that I was absolutely NOT in control of the situation. She could have killed me in seconds.
Luckily she let go and the idiot "guide" told us to run, so we did. It was fucking ludicrous. Eventually she stopped following us and all was well.
No drugs were involved in this encounter. I did wake up naked in the bathroom later that night after partying, though, but that's another story.
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