Who's in?

hello Trippy_McGee

What is 'pass the mirror'?

thanks

delta

mmmmm....powder...ahhhh...

is it like board game or something?
or is it your family hour game?

BAD jaded BAD trippy..

No one understands.. they started off on crack.

*feels chastised by suz*

*passes the mirror to Jaded*

(psst, pass it back when she's gone)

Ooooh I see how it is..

Can't beat em, join em.. pass it over here.

Not until you contribute to the funding of "Pass the Mirror"

meh.. Fine.. party's on me..

**places mysterious powder on the mirror**

"Guess what it is, Trippy"

*counts his money*

You guys need more?

It's the Cheese!

We all woke up with this pea soup!

OMG!

We're not not talking about cooking shows, z! we're playing a game, you in or out?

Spiffy, we may need more in a bit... no one's passing the mirror in a while, unless Jaded consumed it all while ppl weren't looking. Hold on to your money for now.

agamemnon, famous trojan war hero.
ajax, famous toilet bowl cleaner.

*looks at jaded slumped in the corner with a grin on his face*

ooo-er.. I think we probably do need some more..

barbeques a gerbil.

the eats are done.

Barroom and Z, I don't think you fully understand our game. See, we're not placing edibles and animals on the mirror and I'm not down to trying what you may call fun.

*uses the profits from the first go to buy in bulk*

Ante up.

You're not invited anyway, Cobra! You contribute nothing and we don't want your cut/bunk shit.

Spiffy, here's some $ since Jaded hoarded it all. Maybe when he wakes up from his nod, we can get him to pitch in.

Why wait?

*takes Jaded's wallet*

*snorts the mystery powder*

And we'll all pseudo-point and pseudo-laugh at your dumb arse before we start pseudo-ignoring it.

Who's got the razor?

**Commences a pseudo-beating with night stix to Cobra for stealing shit cuz he wasn't invited or contributing**

"Am I doing this alone? Heh, that's fine. He's already dead."

Thanks for your explanation Trippy.

I'm trying to avoid white powder at the moment...

So I'll just pass it to the left...

00ooo0ooo00o... that feels reeaaal good. =P

She didn't shake you down like that thug.

Standover tactics are always fun.

*snoooooooooort*

So uh, he's movin quite a bit of this, eh?

Oh yeah mate, he's uhhh.... runnin the entire Western Suburbs

Oh yeah? So you reckon he's got a bit of cash to throw me?

Uhh.... I don't think he'll go for that

Well fuck him, he'll have to go for it. NEEEEEEEEEEEV! HEY NEEEEEEV!

Yeah?

Hey, uh Neville. I heard you were gonna throw a bit of cash my way.

Yeah? Well I think somebody's pullin your leg, mate.

No, somebody's pulling your leg. And I'll pull your other fucking leg in a minute if you don't get me some fucking cash.

HEY! Remember who's fucking house you're in Mark, you stupid fucking cunt!

Huh? Oh... oh, I'm sorry mate. Was I being rude?

Yes, you were being rude. You were being very fucking rude, you're a guest in my house you stupid fucking cunt.

Look, I'm sorry Nev... I've had a few drinks, a bit of go. I was just kiddin around, ya know? But uhh... how you holding up for cash? I'm a bit fuckin broke.

What the fuck are you talking about?

Cash money.

Hey, there's no cash here. Here, no cash. You want money, go out and fucking earn it, like I have. Because we have no cash for you. No cash here. Here, no cash. Tell him mate. (no cash here Mark)

Oh... okay. Well tell you what. How about you try running to the front door. Run from here to the front door. Cause I reckon I could shoot you from here to the front door. Now I'm giving you till twenty to get me some cash, else I'll shoot you. One, two, three...

The fuck you think you're doing? There's no cash here put the fucking gun away, we're all mates here.

...four, five, six, seven, eight, nine...

Chop, c'mon mate, you don't do this shit to your mates.

...ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen...

Stop fucking countin Chopper, put the gun away. There's no cash here.

...fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen...

WAIT!

BANG!

**gives Trippy some cash and harbors him as a fugitive**

BTW, I thought this was a friendly game of pass the mirror!

It is you fucking skank now stop hogging the mirror

Why would you want the mirror, anyway?! Huh! HUH?! Just to look at yourself? Can't you see that we're using it for other things?!

She's not suz? then whos hand is THAT?!

I was joining in.. goin with the flow..

Stop bein perverted thug! You tryin to get some ass on this topic or something?

The only good thing you contribute to this bbs, Cobra, is when you sign off.

**Grabs the mirror and smashes it on Cobra's head, knocking him the fuck out**

"Don't worry, i got another mirror and another and another all with different illicit powders on em".

0oooo00000oo... more powder for my nose.

C'mon dank, now that my competition is KO'ed its just me n you... so why not?

STFU, cobra, keep my name out your fuckin mouth with your bitch ass! We're playin a game and you're fuckin it up for everyone.

My mates used to do that. They'd get forged search and seize warrants, and bust in on drug dealers.

Got 5 plants and a O-bag of shroom juice once.

**gives up on this game**
Trippy doesn't appreciate me harboring him.
PcThug keeps on mackin on me only cuz he's rolling.
And Cobra just bugs me.

**pulls outta a mirror and doesn't pass it**

*walks in*

*gasps*

*has sex with Cobra mistakenly*

*realizes*

*has sex with Cobra again*

Way too make me come down cobra... thanx alot.
Has a bong and falls asleep in the corner.

Benzos will make you sleep, ahh yes Benzo's will make you sleep. nm, that's poppies.

WTF??

...oh... now i get it...

*hogs mirror for an hour or two*

*rapes neon and takes the mirror after brutally beating him*

*looks into the mirror*

*realizes he is an ugly guy*

*cries*

SINCE ALL MY POSTS WERE DELETED....


im gonna have to do another pseudo raid....

*peeks out from behind the drapes, vacuums up the broken glass and pulls out an air-freshener*
"Okay where should I dump this out?"

I have an idea! lets get the guy who'll go for it to come and watch us play "girlfriends" Suzie and dank, we'll get them to try and braid my hair and then dank, you can lock the door and get the "oh please stay awhile glock", Suze, you can get the clothes and we'll dress em up for some REAL
pipe laying!!

Oh shit! it's Z3m, gotta go~quick dank, got a care package for the road???

Maybe you and Suzie should go together. No offense to you, Winki.

**gives a care package to last only Winki**

*sticks care package in her bra...amscrays*

Can't let Z be annoyed by my entirety.

Thank You cra, I mean dankfairy!!

I just knew you were for real.

No offense taken, no gates taken either.
I'm going to new york to find Jim Carroll,
I wonder if he shares? He already peeled me a grape!!! Wish me luck....TTFN

Good Luck! Come back soon.

*socks syphon square in the jaw*

*laughs*

*winks at dankgirl*

*hogs mirror again*

*pokes his head in the doorway of the small room, seeing a bunch of regs gets the feeling even though he has some uppers no one will let him join*

Hmm, playing pass the mirror huh, mind if I join in?

*holds the rather large baggie of meth up all goofishly and grins*

*looks up extremely shocked*

*gets tired says hi to olywaanarchy*

*passes mirror*

*lands on the couch beside some people, pops open the baggie and passes fistfuls of pills to everyone*

Hey neon... Ok, green and yellow are uppers, red and blue are dex, white and yellow are meth, red and green are something put together with all the leftovers and the solid black ones are, well you all know them ones.

*picks through the colors and takes a couple uppers, pulls out a book and starts reading ahead three semesters for his programming class*

[This message has been edited by olywaanarchy (edited 12-30-2001).]

*Helps back in a large truck of angel dust from a bust at Cobra's house.*
Hi Guys!

*trips over Nihil slumped over Enigma while walking towards the group of regs.*

*Who Want SomE?! Pure and Clean just like the G men like it!*

Meth and Dexies ARE uppers.

Or did you mean truckers pills or something?

I likes coke I does.

*yawns*

*still looks shocked*

*wonders where the mirror is*

*points out that if it gets you going it gets you going... looks up and sees a cabover truck full of angel dust pull up*

**tells olywaanarchy that the truck is only full of Anthrax**

*takes they black pill*

*is transformed into a large scary black man*

*seeks reveng upon neon*

*sends anthrax back to cobra via UPS*

*dances like a large groovy balck man should*

NOW YOUR ALL SCREWED. THE BUST WAS A SET UP TO GET YOU GUYS TO TAKE THE ANTHRAX. AND UPS WONT DELIVER TO MY HOUSE.(SOMETHING ABOUT SUSPICIOUS PACKAGES..??..)

P.S. OSIRIS IS ON MY PAYROLL.

*MuHahHHAahHAHAhehEHhehEHhehE*
*Your all going to die now..*
*Runs out as evilly as possible, jumps over Jaded lunging at him, spins around LoKiL, goes under SuZiE, and punches out Diluted for getting in the way.
*Makes a run for the truck, but*
*THE KEYS!!*
*There still in the house.....NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*

*holds osiris down and rapes him*

That's what happens to bitches around here.

*flushes the pills down the toilet*

Where's the fucking coke???

**gives Trippy Coke and watches while everyone chases the UPS guy with anthrax**

This'll buy us some time, Trippy.

"Hey everyone! The UPS guy really has weed!"

*notes that the pills he brought are anthrax free*

"Hmm, didnt know UPS was hiring rump rangers as deliverymen, must be a way to prevent slow runs caused by housewives...."

*goes outside and fills out an application form for UPS*

Fucking xanax, I'm not going to remember this night.

* thinking to my self.... cant find decent henchmen anymore. oh well ill have to do it myself.


* loads up the shotgun and the 40.

Damn't I already told you I was going to do it.

*Is already positioned at Suzie's house with sniper rifle in hand and silencer*

*Suzie enters bathroom*

*Watches*

*Hesitates, then takes the shot*

*OoOo............A nice clean one*

*Picks the lock in the front door, then goes to the bathroom making sure he doesn't leave any evidence, takes the body, dumps it.*

*Goes back and cleans up the bathtub*

*Files a fake Death Certificate for Suzie*

*Erases and files on her*

*And the job is done.*

It was Suzie right?????


*Hands Lokil Some Xanax he picked up on his way from Suzie's*
*Better?*
*Says sorry, and passes out some "real" CoKe.*
*Brings back the dead UPS man, that he accidently ran over.*
*Asks Cobra again, though he seems dazed*
*It was SuzIE RIGHT!?!?*

sorry i was still getting all my gear ready. of course its suzie. haven't you seen her pic?

e-mail me. lol

cobra, stop patronsizing Suzie, she hates you. Let that setle in. She hates you.

*See's that the whole thing's just the same old crap from last year...*

*Goes back home and smokes a big foil of tar heroin*

Osiris, at least finish junior high before you set out to be an unpaid amatuar hitman.

*pays the jokers $200 to shank osiris on the street*

*drives around in his crappy UPS truck with blue balls seeing as the rumors of horny housewives are just that, rumors*

Hell Osiris and Cobra, lay off of suzie and the rest of em, holding grudges isnt healthy.