Post by: desertboy on August 19, 2003, 06:13:00 AM
Some quick pointers
1. My decision is my decision only to make, I choose a winner no one else.
2. One of the previous winner had problems with an eeprom I sent him, I have had no porblems my self and flashed and backed up at least 20 eeproms now.
3. All eeproms will be Pal
4. I offer no guarantee with the eeproms
5. I don't mind Racial jokes, sexist jokes and sick jokes as long as we have a healthy balance e.g not just 100 jokes about black people or irish jokes. Let's try to keep it at least a bit witty and not just full of rednecks.
6. One winner a week (I know I missed last weeks winner but I was beaten heavily on Thursday night by towny wankers, I might post a picture of my face so you can all enjoy my scars)
7. The xbox's the eeproms are ripped from have reflashed TSOP's, have never been used on live and I reprogram their eeproms with a known banned eeprom. Oh and yes my "customers" are told they will never be able to use live.
There are 3 eeproms up for grabs now (Maybe more, depends if I get anymore xbox's to reflash the TSOP's of)
1st winner next Tuesday
Note to mods if this is in the wrong section feel free to move but I would appreciate a PM to tell me it's been moved.
Good luck and remember you can post as many jokes as you like the best joke only wins.
Post by: Quiksilver1047 on August 19, 2003, 09:34:00 AM
Meanwhile, all the other patrons left the bar and drove off. Finally he started his engine and began to pull away. The police officer was waiting for him. As soon as he pulled onto the street, the officer stopped him, read him his rights and administered the breathalyzer test to determine his blood-alcohol content.
The results showed a reading of 0.0.
The puzzled officer demanded to know how that could be. The driver replied, "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."
Post by: SLuSHIE on August 19, 2003, 11:57:00 AM
1. last year me, my friend, and 2 other people had to read a short story that the teacher assigned us to and we all had to read a quarter of it. so we read it over, and there is a line in the story saying "I love you more then Mike Hunt". sounds like my cunt hehe. So, I volunteer myself reading it and so i read it infront of the class and i said that in great expression "I love you more then Mike Hunt". I started bauling out laughing so did everyone else, it was so fucking funny.
2. we have an apple tree in our backyard and a playground across the street. there was several little kids in the playground, i dared my friend to throw an apple to scare some kids. so he did, and he hit a little kid square in the face with it, and i end up getting introuble for it. oh and the babysitter said i purposely did that (which i didnt) to sexually abuse her, and she called me a child molester.
3. there is also a school across the street from me, and jean vanier (handicapped people go there) they have these HUGE red exercise balls. i got dared to steal one. so i go in there, when no one was watching i bolted out of the door with it and across my street with this huge red exercise ball, i throw it over the fence into my yard and hit my dog with it. then my dad comes out and says "where the fuck u get that ball from?!" i said "they gave it to us" he believed me.
4. ok this is my most fucked up story...i can snap very easily and am pretty psychotic. well i was playing madden 2003 on xbox, and i couldnt beat a fucking mini camp drill i was on it for almost 2 weeks, still couldnt beat it. that day i was playing it for 3 hours and i had enough. i threw the xbox controller threw my window in my room which leads to the yard, and hit my little cousin in the head. i seriously dont know what it is with me and hitting people in the head / friends hitting people in the head but it always happens. and after that i just let out my anger and yelled fuck for a while. my parents sent me to a psychiatrist for 1 appointment. 2 weeks later i did beat it tho
5. i have to add this one since this is dealing with hitting heads once again. me, my friend and another kid was playing hockey with us in the tennis court. my friend went to the other side to get the tennis balls while we were cleaning up on the other side. my friend took a slap shot and said he was trying to hit me in the head. well, he hit the other kid in the head and knocked him out. who got in shit for it? i did once again, for laughing at him.
6. another incident with me was i once thought you know under neath the stove u can pull it out and u can keep shit in there well once late at night i fell asleep on my couch, was walking to bed and pissed in there i opened it up ( i thought it was the lid ) and pissed in there. boy i got in some big shit.
i have so many more funny stories, but this will have to do. this took me 19 minutes to type!
Post by: Carnavore on August 19, 2003, 12:19:00 PM
Post by: whoknew on August 19, 2003, 06:59:00 PM
Post by: neo-dilly on August 22, 2003, 10:26:00 AM
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she called me to get my phone number.
she spent 20 minutes looking at the orange juice box because it said "concentrate."
she put lipstick on her forehead because she wanted to make up her mind.
she tried to put M&M's in alphabetical order.
she sent me a fax with a stamp on it.
she tried to drown a fish.
she thought a quarterback was a refund.
she got locked in a grocery store and starved to death.
she tripped over a cordless phone.
she took a ruler to bed to see how long she slept.
she asked for a price check at the Dollar Store.
she studied for a blood test.
she thought Meow Mix was a CD for cats.
when she heard that 90% of all crimes occur around the home, she moved.
when she missed the 44 bus, she took the 22 bus twice instead.
when she took you to the airport and saw a sign that said "Airport Left" she turned around and went home
Post by: Mad_Gouki on August 22, 2003, 11:50:00 AM
part 1:
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| With my Kombi, suitably named Frogger, loaded up with my surfboards, petrol, food, and an esky full of beers, I rolled around to pick up Trish and Lana before heading up the coast for what was certain to be the greatest road trip in the history of pissing off work to go surfing. It was a little after midday on Monday, and as I walked into the girls place I was confronted by Lana staggering towards me before falling on me, almost dragging me to the ground. It seemed that shed only just got in from the previous night, and she was absolutely blind drunk, it was classic. It was a bender of epic proportions, and I must say I was inspired
Trish had taken it upon herself to cook us up a big curry before we left, and having sampled her cooking previously I politely declined, but she wouldnt take no for an answer. Rule number one of traveling, dont eat curry or baked beans or any other methane producing food, for fucks sake, youre in a car So after choking that down we grabbed their gear, and I had to carry Lana to the van since her legs had given way and I couldnt bare to watch her fall face first into the bichumen any more. We got our gear together, fired up some classic driving songs on the stereo, and headed out of Sydney Once on the freeway we discovered that Frogger had a not so respectable top speed of around 100km/h. We were certainly in no danger of getting any speeding fines at this rate, but we didnt care, as long as we got there we were happy Around 100km out of Sydney, somewhere near Wyong, Lana was still passed out in the back as No Second Prize by Jimmy Barnes was blasting out of the speakers at full volume. We were approaching a bit of a hill, and as I glanced down at the speedometer there was a thud, and suddenly I lost power as the speedo needle began to make an unrelenting movement towards zero. I looked out the back window and saw nothing but smoke. Frogger had shit himself, and done it in a big way I pulled over and Trish and I quickly jumped out and raced for the engine hatch as smoke continued to billow out and oil sprayed all over the road. I knew it was bad, really bad, and it seemed that what was to be a perfect trip had taken a turn for the worse. The only luck we seemed to have was that there was a roadside assistance phone only 200m away, so dejected I walked towards it and ordered a tow truck After a mere 15 minute wait the towie arrived and loaded us up onto the truck. He took us down the road to a service center on the southbound side of the Highway. There was no town within sight, just a Caltex service station and truck-stop, a McDonalds, and what appeared to be a mechanic. The tow truck driver dropped us and the car outside the mechanic and left us to fend for ourselves By now it was 4pm, and the mechanic was just packing it in for the day. I told him our problem and after a quick look at the engine he diagnosed a dropped cylinder. Disaster, this would result in an entire engine overhaul at the cost of around $2000, money that we simply didnt have. He told us that hed find us a new engine in the morning, and all we could do was hang around in what Ive declared to be the worst place ever I must admit I was feeling a bit sorry for Lana. She was feeling as crook as rookwood, she really wasnt in a good way. She was still a bit drunk and also fighting off a ridiculous hangover. Put that on top of her boyfriend leaving her the previous night and suffering from tonsillitis, she wasnt at her best, and here we were with a dead car stuck in the middle of bloody nowhere It seemed that there was only one thing to do, and that was empty my esky of beers and look at porn, so me and Trish loaded ourselves up with beer and headed into Caltex to read the latest Picture and People magazines. It was while we were having a laugh at the girls that had sent in pictures of themselves for the Homegirls section that I devised a cunning and almost brilliant plan. If I took nude photos of the two girls wed be sitting on a small fortune. Theyd easily win being both very good sorts, and with a $500 prize each that would surely cover the costs of the breakdown Grinning from ear to ear at the prospect of seeing some muff I went back to the van to tell Lana to get her gear off. Unfortunately she didnt share the same enthusiasm and my plan had been foiled. There was only one thing I could do now, keep boozing it up and come up with a bigger and better plan, and I didnt let myself down By this time Id probably necked around 12 beers, and suddenly I came up with a plan that I thought was fucken clever. Not only would it easily raise as much money as wed need but it would also get us instant cash. So I headed over to the truck-stop and made my rounds with the truckers trying to find a bloke I could pimp the girls out to. Ill never understand why the girls werent up for it, who would ever knock back an overweight trucker with a mullet, come on It mustve been getting late, and I think the bloke at Caltex was beginning to tire of my drunken behaviour, so he buffed us with all the leftover pies and sausage rolls in a feeble effort to get rid of us. Free food was just what we needed, and soon after that we decided to pack it in, and back to the van we went The great thing about pissing it up was that it wasnt hard for me to fall asleep, and I mustve gone out like a light. However my slumber was short lived. I was awoken at around 3am by Trish lying practically on top of me, snoring directly into my ear. Believe me, it couldve woken the dead, it was horrible After that I had a most restless night until I finally gave up trying to sleep and made the effort to get out of bed at a little after 8am. I threw the blanket off myself only to discover that I was wearing nothing but a sock. Im still not sure about what point of the night my boxers vanished, but they were gone. I was forced to ever so delicately get out of bed and slip them back on before the girls woke up, and I managed to do it, disaster averted, but only just I headed straight for the mechanic feeling a little the worse for wear, and he informed me that his search for an engine had not been a fruitful one. It seems that hed only tracked down one engine, and it would cost us $2200, plus labour to install it. We were fucked, plain and simple. I talked it over with the girls and we knew we had to look for an alternative Many bad ideas crossed my mind, most of them involving either towing the Kombi back home and dealing with it there, tracking down another engine from somewhere else, or cutting my losses and selling Frogger to a wrecker. None of the options were particularly appealing, but we were in no position to have a wide variety of choices. We needed a miracle, and we got one, but it didnt come without a cost I ran into a bloke, Shaun was his name, whod just broken down. I told him of our predicament and he got on the blower to his mate, Randall. It seemed that Randall had seen a Kombi for sale in Newcastle, around 45 minutes north, for sale for $450. If I could buy that, drive it back, and then swap the engines Id be set. So Randall set about tracking down the Kombi as a car turned up with the parts for Shauns car. It turned out that the three fellas in this car work for Randall, and theyd be able to give me a lift to Newcastle. Then it got even better, Randall tracked down the Kombi only to find that the bloke was mates with these three blokes, so he took the Kombi to their place and it would be waiting there for me. Things were working out just perfectly, but only momentarily The three blokes were without a doubt the biggest bogans ever. Mullets were standard procedure, and everything about them screamed inbred. By chance another of their mates turned up. He was heading straight back to their place at Torro, just outside Newcastle, so I hopped into his Mitsubishi Magna and we were off We didnt get far at all, showing off in front of the boys on the wide open gravel plains of the truck-stop he lost it and ploughed straight into an embankment, rolling the car several times. I ended up in the back seat. We somehow walked away unscathed, I dont know how, if I had my seatbelt on Id be dead. The car is a write-off |
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| Believe me, that did very little to improve my hangover, hed made a right mess of things. We dragged the car back to the mechanics and then headed for Torro with the bogans to get my new Kombi
I tell you what, rolling a car does very little to deter these bogans from flogging the guts out of their cars. I dont think we dropped below 160km/h the whole way to Newcastle. We topped 200km/h for most of the time, it was ludicrous, but we got there in one piece and I grabbed my new Kombi for $450. Its unregistered and therefore illegal to drive it, but I had little choice, I had to get it back to where the girls were waiting I made it back safely and was then informed by the mechanic that itd be $600 to swap the engines. Id just emptied my pockets paying for the car, and the girls would also struggle for the necessary finances. Decisions decisions, it was quite the conundrum. After much delegation we decided to swap the number plates over on the Kombis and drive the new one home. This would prove to be sketchy since the engine is missing badly, and it mustve backfired at least 50 times on the way home. This did not please Lana who was stuck in the back on the floor and panicking a bit. By now I thought it was all hilarious anyway so I didnt care, but we made it home Now I have a problem, Frogger is still stranded up there and I need to organize a trailer to put it on and borrow a car with enough pulling power to tow it home. Its at the mercy of the bogans and will probably be nicked by the time I make it back up, so Im pretty much fucked. I really want it back too since apart from the engine, a few good panels, and new tyres, my new kombi is crap, doesnt even have a handbrake. Once everything is sorted out its great to know that its costing me over a grand to spend a night in the middle of nowhere, and I might not even get my car back. |
part 2:
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| Ok, my luck actually got worse. Turns out the car I bought was stolen. I swapped the number plates with those of my other car so that if the cops drove behind me and did a quick check they wouldn't get me for driving an unregistered car home. That means that the plates from the stolen car were on my car which was stranded up the coast. The cops found the car up the coast with the stolen plates on it but realised that the engine number didn't match the plates. With the engine number they know that it's my car. The mechanic there told them I swapped the plates so I could drive the stolen/unregistered car home. So, I'm in possession of a stolen car, I drove a stolen/unregistered/uninsured car home, I stole numberplates (off myself, but still) in order to drive it home undetected, and the list goes on. Help me, I am fucked. |
the guys nick is Walloper, he has still been posting so i guess he got it all resolved
MOD EDIT: Pics were a little too big, even for a 1024*768 viewer. I downsized, and hosted the new pics.
Post by: Mad_Gouki on August 24, 2003, 04:05:00 PM
"A chicken and an egg are lyin in bed together... the chicken sparks up a cigarette and says "ah well that fuckin solves that then dont it""
edit:
thanks for the re-size shanyafan, and sorry!
Post by: RiceCake on August 25, 2003, 07:26:00 AM
Post by: desertboy on August 27, 2003, 06:18:00 AM
A day late I know I'm slack but what can you do.
Post by: desertboy on September 11, 2003, 11:26:00 AM
I've got a backlog of xbox's to do so more eeproms on the way.
I'll pick a winner as soon as I extract my first eeprom from someone's xbox (Probably mon/tues)
Post by: stevey500 on September 12, 2003, 05:06:00 AM
Post by: The Messenjah on September 12, 2003, 05:49:00 AM
Nick the Dragon Slayer was an official in King Arthur's court. He had a long-standing obsession with nuzzling the beautiful Queen's voluptuous breasts, but he knew the penalty for this would be death.
One day he revealed his secret desire to his colleague, Horatio the Physician, who was the King's chief doctor. Horatio the Physician exclaimed that he could arrange for Nick the Dragon Slayer to satisfy his desire, but it would cost him 1,000 gold coins to arrange it. Without hesitation, Nick the Dragon Slayer readily agreed to the scheme.
The next day, Horatio the Physician made a batch of itching powder and poured a little bit into the Queen's brassiere while she bathed. Soon after she dressed, the itching commenced and grew intense.
Upon being summoned to the Royal Chambers to address this incident, Horatio the Physician informed the King and Queen that only a special saliva, if applied for four hours, would cure this type of itch, and that tests had shown that only the saliva of Nick the Dragon Slayer would work as the antidote to cure the itch.
The King quickly summoned Nick the Dragon Slayer. Horatio the Physician then slipped Nick the Dragon Slayer the antidote for the itching powder, which he quickly put into his mouth, and for the next four hours, Nick worked passionately on the Queen's voluptuous and magnificent breasts.
The Queen's itching was eventually relieved, and Nick the Dragon Slayer left satisfied and touted as a hero.
Upon returning to his chamber, Nick the Dragon Slayer found Horatio the Physician demanding his payment of 1,000 gold coins. With his obsession now satisfied, Nick the Dragon Slayer could have cared less, and knowing that Horatio the Physician could never report this matter to the King, shooed him away with no payment made.
The next day, Horatio the Physician slipped a massive dose of the same itching powder into the King's underwear. The King quickly summoned Nick the Dragon Slayer...
Post by: desertboy on September 18, 2003, 01:04:00 PM
But I got a couple of xbox's coming on Mon/Tues next week so post some jokes and the funniest joke in the whole thread wins the first eeprom.
Then every tuesday after that the best joke of the week wins until I run out of eeproms again.
I would send you my eeprom from my unchipped xbox but I'm kind of saving it for live when I eventually get into it. (Also a spare I can flash if needed.)
What do you give a pedophile who has everything?
A. A bigger parish.
What's the difference between acne and a priest?
A: Acne usually comes on a boy's face AFTER he turns 13.
Two nuns go on a shopping trip to France, to load up with duty free.
On the way back they are just going to drive through 'Nothing to declare' but a customs officer waves them in to the side.
The first nun says to the mother superior who is driving, "Don't worry mother, just show them your cross."
So she winds the window down, leans out and shouts, "Fuck off!"
Jesus walks into an inn, walks up to the bar, throws three nails on the counter and says to the girl,
"Hey do you think you can put me up for the night?"
God thought It was about time Jesus got another job,so he called him over and said "Im going to offer you two jobs".
The first is on earth paying £35,000.
The second is on venus paying £30,000.
Jesus thought for a minute and said "I'll take the one on Venus"
God said but it's only paying £30,000
Jesus said "yes but last time I was on earth I was hammered with tax"
To get us restarted!
Post by: Mordenkainen on September 18, 2003, 02:09:00 PM
The objective among my friends was to see who could say it the fastest without laughing or screwing up the words. This got harder as you got drunker.
I didn't break it up at all, so it may be a little hard to read, but remember the objective here is to say it as fast as you can, so I thought having it all clumped together kind of gave it that feel...
Try it out, it's harder than it looks!
The Death of 69 Thousand.
Twas the day of the kings castration. They gave him a ball. Which one? His left one. All around the table sat the count, the discount, the no-count, and the recount, all flinging camel turd, for in those days bullshit was unheard of. The king stood up in his diamond studded jock and David rode up on his big stud horse and said Ho!. The king said Which ho?. David said Asshole!, thus scoring to points for the common people. David asked Wheres the princess?, the king replied In bed with Diphtheria.. David said Is that damn Greek back in town again?. For his intentions David was thrown to the lions. He snuck up behind one of the great burly beasts and grabbed his left nut. The lion said That tickles.. David said What tickles?, and the lion said Testicles., thus scoring two points for the lions. David escaped from his horrible death. As he approached the king he stepped in camel turd, camel turd flew at random. Random ducked and camel turd hit the king in the face. The king screamed Shit! and all around the countryside people squatted and groaned for in those days the kings word was law. David asked Wheres the princess?, the king yelled Fuck the princess!, and sixty nine thousand people were trampled to death for in those days the kings word was law.
Morden.
Post by: KronoKs on September 18, 2003, 04:20:00 PM
Post by: Jumpy_Beans on September 19, 2003, 01:16:00 PM
Post by: eisfeld2k1 on September 20, 2003, 02:44:00 AM
What can you throw away and it won't come back to you ??
A piece of wood !
What is blue and stands behind a tree ??
A yellow bycile !
No racist jokes allowed at Xbox-Scene.
How do you recognize a rich cambochian ??
He wears his Rollex around his stomache !
FOr shizzle my dizzle !
THX
Post by: shanafan on September 20, 2003, 07:30:00 PM
Post by: desertboy on September 21, 2003, 07:42:00 AM
| QUOTE (shanafan @ Sep 21 2003, 04:30 AM) |
| Tone down the racist jokes please. I like humor, but some of your jokes are not proper for this board. |
I too am not against racy jokes but with a balance. Too many anti anything jokes gives the impression we're all a bunch of rednecks.
Feel free to PM Racy jokes and I'll make a decision whether to post them or not but I will consider them for the contest (even if I don't post them).
I 100% agree with shanafan on this one keep xbox scene impartial.
You can't offend me though I'm beyond that now.
On a side note if anyone has spare eeproms feel free to mail them to me and I'll give them away (with a mention of the donatee of course, and obviously I can't swear to the validity of said proms.)
And on a final note to reitterate once more these eeproms have No guarantee (Though I think they should all be fine but you have to understand they're risks)
Post by: The Messenjah on September 22, 2003, 01:57:00 AM
1. Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson are going camping. They pitch their tent under the stars and go to sleep. Sometime in the middle of the night Holmes wakes Watson up. "Watson, look up at the stars, and tell me what you deduce." Watson says, "I see millions of stars and even if a few of those have planets, it's quite likely there are some planets like Earth, and if there are a few planets like Earth out there, there might also be life." Holmes replied: "Watson, you idiot, somebody stole our tent!"
2. Two hunters are out in the woods when one of them collapses. He doesn't seem to be breathing and his eyes are glazed. The other guy whips out his cellphone and calls the emergency services. He gasps: "My friend is dead! What can I do?" The operator says: "Calm down, I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead."
There is a silence, then a shot is heard. Back on the phone, the guy says: "OK, now what?"
3. http://www.livejourn...eyes/73195.html <--- Funniest blond joke ever!
4.Once there was a man who moved to a new location with his buisiness. All his friends and family wished him good luck and give him lots of "Congratualation on your new location" flowers with cards on it. Back at home he was flipping through the cards when he saw a "Rest in peace" card. He called the flower man and asked if a mistake was made. 'Yes' said the man, 'but imagine, right now there is a card that says, "Congratualations on you new location" at someones funeral.'
Post by: desertboy on September 22, 2003, 03:50:00 PM
http://forums.xbox-s...=36389&st=0&hl=
the original thread O gave away eeproms, this was way back in feb
SOme good jokes
keep em coming as soon as I have an xbox in my hands I'll extract the winners eeprom
Post by: [AD] on September 23, 2003, 11:24:00 AM
"Well" says the man, "is that your packed lunch over there?" "Yes" answers the
executioner. "Can I have that green banana?" the man asks. The executioner gives the man his green banana and waits until he's eaten it. When the man's finished, the executioner flips the switch sending hundreds of thousands of volts through the man. When the smoke clears the man is still alive. The executioner can't believe it. "Can I go?" the man asks. "I suppose so" says the executioner, "that's never happened before."
The man leaves and eventually gets his job back on the buses selling tickets. Again he rings the bell for the driver to go when people are still getting on. A man falls under the wheels and is killed. The bloke is sent down for murder again and sent to the electric chair. The executioner is determined to do it right this time so rigs the chair up to the electric supply for the whole of Texas. The bloke is again sat in the chair. "What is your final wish?" asks the executioner. "Can I have that green banana in your packed lunch?" says the condemned man. The executioner sighs and reluctantly gives up his banana. The bloke eats the banana all up and the executioner flips the switch. Millions of
volts course through the chair blacking out Texas. When the smoke clears the man is still there smiling in the chair. The executioner can't believe it and lets the man go.
Well, would you believe, the bloke gets his job back on the buses. Once again he rings the bell whilst passengers are still getting on, this time killing three of them. He is sent to the electric chair again. The executioner rigs up all the electricity in America to the chair, determined to get his man this time. The man sits down in the chair smiling. "What's your final wish?" asks the executioner. "Well" says the man, "Can I have that green banana out of your packed lunch?" The executioner hands over his banana and the man eats it all, skin included. The executioner then pulls the handle and a zillion million trillion volts go through the chair. When the smoke rises the man is still sat there alive without even a burn mark. "I give up" says the executioner, "I don't understand. How you can still be alive after all that?"
He stroked his chin. "It's something to do with that green banana isn't it?" he asked.
"Nah" said the bloke,"...I'm just a really bad conductor."
-=AD=-
Post by: ryan44934 on September 24, 2003, 06:21:00 PM
I figure i can rip it because noone actually made up any of the jokes they are posting either ( i assume anyway). So here goes:
I was sitting around the other day admiring how big my nuts are, when I came to the conclusion that they are somewhere between fairly giant and super giant. It's like I have a pair of Epcot centers dangling between my legs. Of course, you have to have a pretty big pair to say some of the things I've said, and then go on national TV. That's part of the reason my balls are so astronomical. The last nine or ten false readings in gravity wave detectors have been due to the gravity field of my nads. They're just under critical mass, a few inches away from collapsing into a super dense vortex of nutsaqutron (a type of radiation given off by enormous balls).
I've made a chart to help you get a feel for the size of my jewels:
I don't even have an office chair anymore, I just sit around on my nuts. People come over to my house and they think I'm just sitting on a giant flesh colored bean bag. I once took a bullet right in the cojones just to prove how tough I am, but the bullet ricocheted off of a pube and shot some kid in the face. I almost felt sorry for the kid, but he had it coming. Nobody can step to my nuts. My ex-girlfriend was bitching at me one day, so I tossed my nuts at her. BAM. Knocked the bitch out cold. The best teabagging she ever received, and I wasn't even trying.
Post by: desertboy on October 15, 2003, 12:38:00 AM
More eeproms to come.
This one is a 1.0 Pal xbox manunfacture date 2002 02 07