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Whoot, there it is.

Whoomp, there it is.

You decide.
 
Ouch.
 
Whoot, there it is.

Whoomp, there it is.

You decide.

Whoomp was the bigger hit, but Whoot had the better intro.

"Excuse me sonny.....do you know where I can.....find some booottyyyyyy?!"

:mj
 
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:lol

I would've just tried to slide the bowl along the ground and drag them over to a better spot to try and contain and just smash them all.
 

Fuck that.

I'm scared as shit of heights, and just seeing stuff like that makes me nervous.

I watched this documentary on Netflix about this guy who did thew tight rope from one of the World Trade Center buildings to the other, and just looking at those pics made me nervous. :lol
 
Fuck that.

I'm scared as shit of heights, and just seeing stuff like that makes me nervous.

My wife is petrified of heights. Our last trip to Vegas, she freaked out at the Stratosphere even though there's glass at the top...she got on her hands and knees to look over the edge.
 
Russians just don't give a shit.
 
My wife is petrified of heights. Our last trip to Vegas, she freaked out at the Stratosphere even though there's glass at the top...she got on her hands and knees to look over the edge.

The funny thing is that I didn't use to be as a kid, but then early in my adult life I just started getting uneasy about it.

I stayed at a hotel that had a balcony, a concrete balcony no less, and it was somewhere on the 35th floor or whatever. My wife was enjoying the view and kinda leaning over the ledge, but I had to stand in the middle of the balcony because standing at the edge was too much.
 
I, too, am scared shitless of heights.

My wife and I visited the Sundial restaurant in ATL a few years back. It sits on top of the Westin hotel I believe, and the whole restaurant rotates so you get pretty awesome views of the city while dining.

To get to the top, though, you have to take an elevator which is on the outside of the hotel and it's all encased in glass...so it looks like you're still outside.

We got in, hit the button and that sonofabitch took off so fast I very nearly covered the entire elevator in a film of shit. It was pretty much like god snatched me up by the nap of the neck. The views were cool, but damn I dreaded coming back down.
 
The funny thing is that I didn't use to be as a kid, but then early in my adult life I just started getting uneasy about it.

Well, if I hadn't broken the five foot mark in terms of height by puberty, I guess things would have caught up to me too.

Sorry...had to do it.
 
The funny thing is that I didn't use to be as a kid, but then early in my adult life I just started getting uneasy about it.

I stayed at a hotel that had a balcony, a concrete balcony no less, and it was somewhere on the 35th floor or whatever. My wife was enjoying the view and kinda leaning over the ledge, but I had to stand in the middle of the balcony because standing at the edge was too much.


I don't let my wife or kids play around like that. F no.

When I was a kid, we climbed the Hunting Island lighthouse in SC and was hanging over the rails scaring the shit out of my grandparents below.

My stepdad picked me up and hung me over the rail and I've been pretty much petrified since.
 
There is no way... No WAY you came from my loins. When I get home, I'm gonna punch your mama right in the mouth.
 
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