No the easter bunny was not cute by any stretch of the imagination. I think he was cought trying to hide the condoms about the house like they were easter eggs. Thoughts of him naked do nothing to arouse me.
While he was in the psychiatric hospital he would swipe uniforms and badges and pretend to be a doctor doing rounds.
I saw him for the last time 14 years ago. He was in one of my first year classes at university (after his stay in the hospital). He lasted about two lectures and wasn't seen again.
The Easter Bunny guy brought condoms? I guess that would be okay with me, if they were chocolate flavoured condoms and he was really cute.
this other guy, Juzack; used to take these 'things called dalatas . . .he was a nurse and used to swipe them from the terminally ill. It was like an acid trip that lasted for a week if you took the whole pill, its side effects were mild paralysis. he used to come into the restaurant, order a sub, then take off on his bike.
usually he ended up flat on his back in the intersection, all tangled up in his bicycle with his fresh food order thrown about the pavement.
words cannot accurately describe how funny it was watching this guy try to get out the door, up on his bike and rolling.
Haha... that's funny. And, I have no idea why no one will givver.
I knew this guy named Terry, did tons of acid as a teen. Last time I saw him, circa 1990, he was sitting outside a 7-11 in North York. He yelled "givver!" to a guy in a mustang. The driver just drove away calmly. He then spotted me and said "Hey Jeff! How's it going Man?! Fuck! How come no one will fuckin' givver anymore?" I still don't have an answer. Well Gage, how come?!!!
The Easter bunny guy brought condoms actually. Really.
Spoiled people piss me off, and I run into them regularly, on my job and at school. No inkling of responsibility can be found in these people. It pisses me off to no end.
Actually, that reminds me... when my brother and I were kids one Christmas some drunk guy came to our house wearing a red flannel night shirt and a santa hat, and said he was Santa, and my parents let him in the house and gave him a drink. He wasn't even wearing PANTS, just the night shirt, hat, and cowboy boots. I don't think anyone would let him in their house today, even at Christmas time.
I think he was a neighbour from down the street that we didn't really know or something, but still... I guess my parents had consumed their share of eggnog, too.
Did the Easter Bunny guy bring chocolate at least? I wouldn't mind if some crazy guy came to my house declaring he was the Easter Bunny, as long as he had chocolate.
Well, GOOD chocolate, not that cheap crap.
I had a friend. we used to party, smoke weed, do 'schrooms, & drink.
I met him in high school chemistry, he was 1 year older than me.
he got into the same university, but wnet for chemical engineering.
he joined a frat. he did acid. he did coke.
he dropped out of chemical enginnering and wanted to become a chemist.
he dropped out of chemistry and wanted to be a chmistry teacher.
he switched to the local college and wanted to become a science teacher.
then it was just a teacher.
he then transfered for his final semester at ECC, studying botony.
he now spray paints fire extinguishers for a living.
a mind is a terrible thing to waste.
some people shouldn't do drugs.
you can't, you just can't save them all.
here here to corpral punishment
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