Statute of Limitations Thread

Snorted enough cokesnuff to buy half of England.
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I was not a nice kid in many regards. But sang in the church choir as well so it evened out, I hope.

But here is a taste:
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See how close to the boat dock it is to Stewart's creek camp? Well we stole so much from those boat owners could not even begin to tell ya.

That is just a taste of stuff we/I did.
The actual crime is you worked it off in trade in the Stewart Park Public Restrooms.
 
Oh, I still have my old gaming systems, too. I've got a "retro gaming" room in my house that includes Colecovision (with Atari attachment), Sega Genesis, Sega CD, Sega Dreamcast, NES, SNES, N64, GameCube, Wii, WiiU, GameBoy, GameBoy Advance, DS, Playstation 1 through 3 (4 is in my bedroom and 5 is in my living room along with my Switch), PSP, XBox and XBox 360.
I rolled donkey Kong on my colecovision first life. Put it away after that
 
Y’all really don’t need to know all the shady stuff I’ve had my hands in at one point or another.
The Hoopla Committee on Conduct voted unanimously to give you immunity from participating on this thread for the sake of public decency and potential trauma possibilities.
 
I pretty much stole my entire collection of Battle Beasts when I was a kid by carefully opening tons of packs then transferring them to the kitchen area where I’d hide them in a wok. Like 50 battle beasts in this giant wok.

Then I’d dump my winnings into my pockets and walk out ready for fire vs water vs wood mega wars in my backyard all summer.
One time when my house got raided, the swat guys set up all my battle beasts and starting lineup guys. On my Penthouse magazines.



Matt Nokes was chowin down on a chick who was fucking herself with a neon light.

Disrespectful pricks.
 
One time when my house got raided, the swat guys set up all my battle beasts and starting lineup guys. On my Penthouse magazines.



Matt Nokes was chowin down on a chick who was fucking herself with a neon light.

Disrespectful pricks.

She probably spread wide open after he told her about his rookie catcher HR record :laugh:
 
She probably spread wide open after he told her about his rookie catcher HR record :laugh:
I was #33 for a lot of years as a kid.

Still have his autographed posted hanging in my office.
 
No Penthouses anymore though.
 
One time when my house got raided, the swat guys set up all my battle beasts and starting lineup guys. On my Penthouse magazines.



Matt Nokes was chowin down on a chick who was fucking herself with a neon light.

Disrespectful pricks.
Then you would love what I used to do with my Lawrence Taylor starting lineup figure
 
I was #33 for a lot of years as a kid.

Still have his autographed posted hanging in my office.
I used to sign for Bobby Higginson. He didn't seem interested in the card shows just wanted the cash
 
I was #33 for a lot of years as a kid.

Still have his autographed posted hanging in my office.

I actually have a catcher/toy story as well. Going through old stuff at the family home after my mom's death I found my very first "favourite toy", a little stuffed cat that I named "Whitey". And I also now have an old picture of me and Whitey sitting on Ernie Whitt's lap at the local Shoppers Drug Mart. He's a tough little cat for having hung around all of these years. :wink:
 
I actually have a catcher/toy story as well. Going through old stuff at the family home after my mom's death I found my very first "favourite toy", a little stuffed cat that I named "Whitey". And I also now have an old picture of me and Whitey sitting on Ernie Whitt's lap at the local Shoppers Drug Mart. He's a tough little cat for having hung around all of these years. :wink:
That's nice. I had a Winnie the Poo stuffed animal with a wind up music box inside. I flung it at my little brother and the sharp metal wind up thing grazed his head. He bled like a stuck pig
 
I actually have a catcher/toy story as well. Going through old stuff at the family home after my mom's death I found my very first "favourite toy", a little stuffed cat that I named "Whitey". And I also now have an old picture of me and Whitey sitting on Ernie Whitt's lap at the local Shoppers Drug Mart. He's a tough little cat for having hung around all of these years. :wink:

When I found that Ernie Whitt picture I also wondered what happened to shit like that. I met Ernie Whitt at Shoppers, I met Lloyd Moseby at Mother's Pizzeria, I remember Jimmy Key and Tom Henke made an appearance at the local CIBC but I couldn't go (I think I had a game of my own that Saturday). Nowadays I don't see anything like that, not even with shitty bench players. No wonder kids don't like baseball.
 
When I found that Ernie Whitt picture I also wondered what happened to shit like that. I met Ernie Whitt at Shoppers, I met Lloyd Moseby at Mother's Pizzeria, I remember Jimmy Key and Tom Henke made an appearance at the local CIBC but I couldn't go (I think I had a game of my own that Saturday). Nowadays I don't see anything like that, not even with shitty bench players. No wonder kids don't like baseball.
I got my Nokes poster autographed at a card show, in the cafeteria of a local elementary school.

Usually this kind of thing went on at the bowling alley though.
 
I inserted my penis into your mother’s mouth, anus and vagina on the same day.
 
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