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I have a bruise on my left middle finger... it makes my fingernail look like I'm wearing some dark purple nail polish shit... people have teased me about it for like 10 years .

That is almost impossible, chris.

A woman hands me a blank notepad and says read my book it's called "Everything Men Know About Women" implying that it's zero due to the blankness.

I then commenced to solve this age-old misunderstanding and scribbled...


proof that girls are evil:


G = T x M

First, we state that girls require time and money. Let the G variable represent girls, while T and M represent time and money.

T = M

Note that time equals money.

Therefore:

G = M x M = (Money)^2


And because money is the "root of all evil"

M = square root sign "of all evil"



Therefore we are forced to conclude that:

Girls = Evil



I have just created a formula for women. But then I saw how insensative it was so I then watched the Devil Wears Prada until all was good with the world. And my sensative side was at an equilibrium with my masculine side. But then all the madness crept in and as I began to sleep I had a dream that I was the antichrist, now you must all bow before satans army and relinquish your souls

Really Chris? I have 'bout 20% body fat...

your not doing it right..im a big ass offensive lineman and I 27% body fat..and your skinny

that dude looks like a whacked-out Mos Def VISA haha. That would be Mos Def trying to achieve his pimp status and keep it strong wearing lime green gear while walking it out in a slouching/sitting position

EM wrote:

A woman hands me a blank notepad and says read my book it's called "Everything Men Know About Women" implying that it's zero due to the blankness.

I then commenced to solve this age-old misunderstanding and scribbled...


proof that girls are evil:


G = T x M

First, we state that girls require time and money. Let the G variable represent girls, while T and M represent time and money.

T = M

Note that time equals money.

Therefore:

G = M x M = (Money)^2


And because money is the "root of all evil"

M = square root sign "of all evil"



Therefore we are forced to conclude that:

Girls = Evil



I have just created a formula for women. But then I saw how insensative it was so I then watched the Devil Wears Prada until all was good with the world. And my sensative side was at an equilibrium with my masculine side. But then all the madness crept in and as I began to sleep I had a dream that I was the antichrist, now you must all bow before satans army and relinquish your souls

HAHAHAHA!
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That was pretty awesome dude!

pretty lil princess wrote:

your not doing it right..im a big ass offensive lineman and I 27% body fat..and your skinny

How do you calculate yours? Maybe I just has muscle .

lol ofc not..mine is below 20.

is it even possible to have 50%?

EM wrote:

that dude looks like a whacked-out Mos Def VISA haha. That would be Mos Def trying to achieve his pimp status and keep it strong wearing lime green gear while walking it out in a slouching/sitting position

hahahaha. That's actually lil b, the based God.

Black and Silver wrote:

EM wrote:

A woman hands me a blank notepad and says read my book it's called "Everything Men Know About Women" implying that it's zero due to the blankness.

I then commenced to solve this age-old misunderstanding and scribbled...


proof that girls are evil:


G = T x M

First, we state that girls require time and money. Let the G variable represent girls, while T and M represent time and money.

T = M

Note that time equals money.

Therefore:

G = M x M = (Money)^2


And because money is the "root of all evil"

M = square root sign "of all evil"



Therefore we are forced to conclude that:

Girls = Evil



I have just created a formula for women. But then I saw how insensative it was so I then watched the Devil Wears Prada until all was good with the world. And my sensative side was at an equilibrium with my masculine side. But then all the madness crept in and as I began to sleep I had a dream that I was the antichrist, now you must all bow before satans army and relinquish your souls

HAHAHAHA!
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That was pretty awesome dude!

Have you never heard that joke up in Canada, SRF? Poor Canada...no humor...

Oh, random fact about myself...uhhhhh...I've lost forty pounds since June.

ive gained 20 lbs since the beginning of december :/

I'm a lefty, but I bat, use scissors and scratch my butt with my right hand.

When I was 3 years old, I was taken to England to visit a memorial.

Turns out, I just whipped out my dick and pissed on a 1,000 year old grave in front of hundreds of people.

LMFAO!

CAguyofftoUNC wrote:

Black and Silver wrote:

EM wrote:

A woman hands me a blank notepad and says read my book it's called "Everything Men Know About Women" implying that it's zero due to the blankness.

I then commenced to solve this age-old misunderstanding and scribbled...


proof that girls are evil:


G = T x M

First, we state that girls require time and money. Let the G variable represent girls, while T and M represent time and money.

T = M

Note that time equals money.

Therefore:

G = M x M = (Money)^2


And because money is the "root of all evil"

M = square root sign "of all evil"



Therefore we are forced to conclude that:

Girls = Evil



I have just created a formula for women. But then I saw how insensative it was so I then watched the Devil Wears Prada until all was good with the world. And my sensative side was at an equilibrium with my masculine side. But then all the madness crept in and as I began to sleep I had a dream that I was the antichrist, now you must all bow before satans army and relinquish your souls

HAHAHAHA!
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That was pretty awesome dude!

Have you never heard that joke up in Canada, SRF? Poor Canada...no humor...

Oh, random fact about myself...uhhhhh...I've lost forty pounds since June.

lol, no I haven't.

and CONGRATS on dropping 40 pounds.
How did you do it?

CAguyofftoUNC wrote:

Oh, random fact about myself...uhhhhh...I've lost forty pounds since June.

on purpose?

Bulls N' Bears wrote:

CAguyofftoUNC wrote:

Oh, random fact about myself...uhhhhh...I've lost forty pounds since June.

on purpose?

Yes and no. My dad passed away in early June, and it seemed kinda like my appetite had gone with him. I didn't go anorexic or anything, but I never really, I dunno, felt hungry after that, which a psychiatrist assured me was normal. When I did eat, it was smaller portions than I usually had. By the time the immediate sadness/depression over it had gone away my stomach had shrunk/I was used to less food. And when I came to college, I started playing basketball regularly again, and when I can't find time for it because of work, my breaks from work are walking around campus for 15-20 minutes listening to music; now everyone talks about how I'm always out walking lol. Less eating + a lot more exercise = about 40 pounds (maybe more, it's been a month since I last weighed myself).

Unfortunately, based on a one-week recording/analysis of what I eat for a class, I'm only getting about 1800 calories a day. Even though that's why I've burned a lot of fat, it's not good for me long-term, so I've got to increase my caloric intake. Believe me, I never thought I'd hear anyone tell me that lol.

pretty lil princess wrote:

ive gained 20 lbs since the beginning of december :/

Isn't that good for a football player like you though? Or is it not the weight gain you were looking for/not what you wanted for your position/etc.?

CAguyofftoUNC wrote:

Bulls N' Bears wrote:

CAguyofftoUNC wrote:

Oh, random fact about myself...uhhhhh...I've lost forty pounds since June.

on purpose?

Yes and no. My dad passed away in early June, and it seemed kinda like my appetite had gone with him. I didn't go anorexic or anything, but I never really, I dunno, felt hungry after that, which a psychiatrist assured me was normal. When I did eat, it was smaller portions than I usually had. By the time the immediate sadness/depression over it had gone away my stomach had shrunk/I was used to less food. And when I came to college, I started playing basketball regularly again, and when I can't find time for it because of work, my breaks from work are walking around campus for 15-20 minutes listening to music; now everyone talks about how I'm always out walking lol. Less eating + a lot more exercise = about 40 pounds (maybe more, it's been a month since I last weighed myself).

Unfortunately, based on a one-week recording/analysis of what I eat for a class, I'm only getting about 1800 calories a day. Even though that's why I've burned a lot of fat, it's not good for me long-term, so I've got to increase my caloric intake. Believe me, I never thought I'd hear anyone tell me that lol.

yeah... that's what I figured. [thing about your dad] =/

hey... but as long as you're healthy... I'm not sure how many calories people need haha

Bulls N' Bears wrote:

CAguyofftoUNC wrote:

Bulls N' Bears wrote:

CAguyofftoUNC wrote:

Oh, random fact about myself...uhhhhh...I've lost forty pounds since June.

on purpose?

Yes and no. My dad passed away in early June, and it seemed kinda like my appetite had gone with him. I didn't go anorexic or anything, but I never really, I dunno, felt hungry after that, which a psychiatrist assured me was normal. When I did eat, it was smaller portions than I usually had. By the time the immediate sadness/depression over it had gone away my stomach had shrunk/I was used to less food. And when I came to college, I started playing basketball regularly again, and when I can't find time for it because of work, my breaks from work are walking around campus for 15-20 minutes listening to music; now everyone talks about how I'm always out walking lol. Less eating + a lot more exercise = about 40 pounds (maybe more, it's been a month since I last weighed myself).

Unfortunately, based on a one-week recording/analysis of what I eat for a class, I'm only getting about 1800 calories a day. Even though that's why I've burned a lot of fat, it's not good for me long-term, so I've got to increase my caloric intake. Believe me, I never thought I'd hear anyone tell me that lol.

yeah... that's what I figured. [thing about your dad] =/

hey... but as long as you're healthy... I'm not sure how many calories people need haha

Well, I should apparently be getting around 3000 per day. I'm barely above half of that from what I eat, and I get even less than that when you factor in what I burn from exercise. So...yeah. I think I'll increase how much I eat once I'm under 200 pounds/out of the overweight range for a guy my height. W/e. For the first time I've had to get rid of clothes because they were too BIG. I'm okay with that lol.

how do you figure out how many calories a day you get anyway? haha I never paid attention to that kinda stuff.

but again, if you're 200 pounds and healthy, it doesn't matter. Esp. if most of the weight is muscle.

I have 3 uncles...

one is a plastic surgeon, one is a proctologist, one is a news anchor. So basically, you could be diagnosed with anal fissures, get your face reshaped, and make it onto the news for doing those 2 things.

When I was 2 I accompanied my dad and grandpa to my grandpa's pharmaceutical and cosmetics factory that he was CEO of. My dad wanted to help his father-in-law organize the factory that one weekend. They gave me a small little mop (thinking it would be cute and I wouldn't get into much trouble with it). Being that I was a curious motha fucka I took the mop in hand and decided to make the floor my bitch where I was to wipe it clean.

I found a cleaning astringent and put two and two together and decided I was to use this in my cleaning. I tripped on a wire, spilling the cleaning astringent. I was next to a vat of cream that was being heated. I smashed into the vat and spilled the astringent all over my shirt and back. The astringent was of course flammable and it burned deep into my back. I was crying and my dad and grandpa heard it. They picked me up before something worse happened. When they checked up on me my back was all red.

Since then that day left me with a scar across the left side of my upper back. It's no bigger than a small little knife wound. I tell people that's my battle scar as a joke growing up in some tough streets.

I'm really good at jokes.

What did the boy with no arms or legs get for christmas?
























cancer.