Wow my how things have changed, still a great site no doubt about that but this forum will rot and die with the moderation that is in place.....I am just calling it like I see it....If it helps I could cut and paste some stupid s h i t to get some google hits.....ohh I typed google ...whats my prize? People are dropping like flies around here....and honestly so is the entertainment value. Hubris1.....no doubt about it the man spoke his mind and if you have not laughed out loud at his IN YOUR FACE humor...you just dont get it. Lowtide.....a funny and creative son of a b!tch, there is no denying any thread that he posted in....any interaction at all generated interest.....he is freaking funny and sadly that seems to be looked down upon around here lately.
So my ode to the banned.....lets see how long this lasts...or I join the dearly departed.
So this one time at banned camp, I decided to go fishing with a bunch of keyboard cowboys I interacted with on line. We had an all star cast, a guy that was often left speechless, a self proclaimed greek god, a fella with an affinity for silicone, the self proclaimed( and recently dug up and resurrected) master of all things wet...and myself.....whitey was invited but he declined......I have no idea why, between you and I....I think it was Hubris's BANANNA hammock speedo that shy-ed him away...you know how those European fellas are
We set sail in the wild douche, I am not going to lie....things were a little tight with the 2 strippers Mr silicone showed up with(one could pee standing up one couldnt....he was batting 500).....the greek god made the mistake of speaking his mind......he was made to walk the plank...bye bye Hubris...we got over it and pushed our way off shore and deployed a hero or zero spread....then it happened, a billfish as lit up as a neon sign at the tittie bar piled on the masher...zzzzzzzzz fish on! After some spirited debate an identification conformation couldnt be reached.......The master of all thing wet took the walk down the plank as well. At least there was some room to move around now....even if one was a tranny.......Honestly after this trip the words" quit playing with that pole" wiil never mean the same thing after sharing a boat with Mr silicone and a tranny.....he is just as sick as you think....trust me.
So now its me, a roofied up stripper, a tranny, Mr silicone and Mr speachless......the Tranny spouts off something about worlcat boats sucking azz......the ax man cometh and the tranny walks the plank. Mr silicone takes offense to that and challenges the powers to be.....it does not end up well....he wasnt much of a swimmer. Wow how quickly things become empty

....its me, speachless and a roofied up stripper....hell aside from speachless barking out orders and begging for praise...life is good. Then it happens.......we get covered up and during the mayhem the roofied up stripper misses a few bites, Mr speachless has a corinary in mid rant......caps and all, the stripper falls overbaord and I cant figure out how in the hell to get the boat out of auto pilot.
So here I am floating around in a humorless sea, there were quite a few funny guys around.....some quit trying.....and the ones that didnt walked the plank.