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Fack. 2008-06-08 02:09:00


If the sum total of the Human Experience is a metaphorical Body, my life must surely be the anus.

You guys know that I'm an exploratory kind of guy when it comes to sexuality. In fact, I'm still laboring to free myself from the repercussions of my various ill-conceived exploits, chronicled here and here.

But most importantly, I broke a sacred law last Friday night that was of my own making. Rule #1 of the New Way Forward which I set out for myself as a path to self-betterment.

"Take Responsibility for your Body." These are simple words; words you'd think even I, a proven brainless, backward-thinking ass would be able to knock through my skull, even if only in the interest of self-preservation. But, rather, unfortunate events have transpired last night that I am loathe to admit were blatant violations of my own moral sanctity, in the wake of my inability to have children.

I seemed perfectly adapted to my new lifestyle minus sexual fertility, up until yesterday. But I suppose I have nobody to blame but myself for the mental breakdown I suffered that night, which must've been rooted in deeper demons that I hadn't excised by the mere creation of my moral code.

Around 7:00 that night, I was going out with my friends to a party. Crashing, more than attending, I must admit. But this fact itself was not in violation of the Rules of Conduct. We talked, and generally engaged in merriment with our fellow attendees, who were largely unaware of our fugitive status at the party, until around 9:00 pm. My friends' objective had been to "borrow" as much alcohol as possible from the soirée, without the guests noticing.

This was not my objective, as I knew that such activities as drinking are unacceptable violations of Rule #1. Nonetheless, we sped from the party, grinning at the heist we had just pulled off. But this is where things turned a bit sour. Ultimately, this is the point that brought my New Way Forward to a crashing standstill. One of my friends tossed me a bottle of Grey Goose, its cap ajar, having just been opened; and I took what I deemed to be a celebratory swig.

But I didn't stop there. It'd been a long time since I'd had the pleasure of drinking liquor, and by the time we arrived at the Club District, our ultimate destination, th bottle of Grey Goose was an empty glass paperweight. My friends, not knowing my set of guidelines, had not the knowledge to stop me in my reckless abandon.

Interpreting my drinking as enthusiasm rather than a warning sign, they allowed me to pick up another bottle of Vodka from our cache, uncontested, and I stumbled out of the car towards the nearest club I could see, leaving my friends walking unknowingly the opposite direction (there was a large throng of revelers), and largely unaware of my actions.

The club into which I stumbled, I later discovered, was a Homosexual hotspot, a seedy hotbed that fairly reeked of AIDS. The drunken state I was in, however, impaired my judgment - I am ashamed to say - to an unacceptable extent, and the Grey Goose in my hand wasn't exactly helping matters.

In retrospect, it was lucky that the guy I plopped down on the bar next to wasn't riddled with STDs. The only lucky event of the night. I remember little of what transpired at the bar, except that there was a vague conversation about sexual stimulation, and our experiences with it. I suppose I must have told the guy about my lack of a prostate, but I honestly have no recollection.

The next thing I remember is being inside of a sort of bedroom in an unknown house, and sitting on a twin bed across from the guy at the bar. He's got his shirt off, and glistening with sweat, because it's really quite hot - there's no air conditioner in there. He comes over, and he starts to unbutton my pants, and I still hardly even realize what's going on. Lazily, I accept his solicitation, and then we're both naked.

I'm not aroused, though. For some reason, I think we're still at the party from hours earlier, and we're going to go skinny dipping in the backyard pool. After this point, I remember little else. There is a glimpse of our two naked masculine bodies in the bathroom mirror, a few inches from each other, and there's lotion all over our hands, and that's it.

The next thing I remember is waking up in an angry haze, alone in a hotel room. As I put on my pants, neatly folded at the end of the bed, still little realizing the gravity of the night's events, they feel cold, and wet to me, and I immediately recognize the wetness as semen. This can't, of course, be my semen, because I can't produce semen. That sent a shiver down my groggy and incoherent spine, as fragments of remembrance began to set in.

As I lifted my leg to remove the disgustingly soggy pants, a strange pain shot up through my anal region and into the rectum, and it was a pain that I recognized not as an injury but - having had a fair share of experience with such phenomena - a foreign body. I tried to reach in and remove the object, but it was too deeply-seated, if you'll excuse the pun, for me to remove.

In embarrassing form, fully warranted by the stupidity of my cavalier lifestyle, I called a taxi to take me into the Baptist Hospital, to quickly remove the object. It was an expensive cab ride, to say the least, from out in a hotel room off the interstate, all the way to the Baptist Hospital downtown. With each bump in the highway accentuating the dire nature of my circumstance, it was certainly no stretch to say that the lesson was duly noted and fully learned.

Finally upon arriving, and waiting what would normally be considered an excruciating amount of time, the doctor addressed me, and gave me a knowing knowing look. According to him, they have poeple come in with foreign bodies lodged inside usually once a week, although it certainly felt like he snigered as he delivered that prognosis.

I was X-rayed, and the doctor handed me the results with a comically bemused expression on his face. He explained that live animals are generally not a common object to find inside of one's body, especially on the egressing end.

I am forcibly reminded of that infamous Eminem Song, entitled "Fack" - the story of a sexually frustrated man, who doesn't realize his own limitations until it's far too late stop.

Fack.

Response to Fack. 2008-06-08 02:16:26


At 6/8/08 02:14 AM, Mavis-Bot wrote: So, how many things have you shoved up your ass thus far?

Thing is, I don't know whether it was me, or this other guy who's responsible this time.

Well, ultimately it's me, but technically, I don't know who did the shoving. Not that there's much else to destroy in there, anyways, at this point.

Response to Fack. 2008-06-08 02:19:55


Alright, so I've read through this and all the threads leading up to this, and I've got one thing to say:

No. Fucking. Way.

There's no way this much shit can be tossed in ONE man's direction.


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Response to Fack. 2008-06-08 03:09:40


Damn, you royally fucked up this time.

Gain some self-control. You should check yourself into an outpatient program or something


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Response to Fack. 2008-06-08 13:44:58


At 6/8/08 02:19 AM, Dropkicked wrote: Alright, so I've read through this and all the threads leading up to this, and I've got one thing to say:

No. Fucking. Way.

There's no way this much shit can be tossed in ONE man's direction.

Seriously. You have no idea.

I'm starting to accept it, but Bolo is right, I need to get myself some control.

Response to Fack. 2008-06-08 14:11:39


I scrolled down to see how long this post was, and then I decided to not read it... So you compare your life to an anus, eh? That's wonderful.

Response to Fack. 2008-06-08 14:13:44


At 6/8/08 02:11 PM, Slayer3751 wrote: I scrolled down to see how long this post was, and then I decided to not read it... So you compare your life to an anus, eh? That's wonderful.

Tis about him shoving things up his arse, I didn't read it either but's that what I gathered.


"Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!

Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun the frumious Bandersnatch!"

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Response to Fack. 2008-06-08 14:21:44


Isn't there a song about a guy shoving a hamster up his ass?

If there isn't, I'll write one.


wolf piss

Response to Fack. 2008-06-08 14:22:47


Oh wow, Fack. Haven't heard that in a while.


"yes, ill be ripping of helios's head, and pumling the shit out of hercules while your teabagging the 11 year old geek u just noob tubed in terminal while fapping... faggot."

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Response to Fack. 2008-06-08 14:29:12


TL;DR version: He got drunk, got it on with a gay guy than had a rat shouved up his ass.

YOU GOT OWNED!

"What kind of idiot would quote himself" - Gatling

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Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 17:45:17


At 6/8/08 02:22 PM, flamingninja777 wrote: Oh wow, Fack. Haven't heard that in a while.

Neither had I, until forcibly reminded.

Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 18:00:12


Aside from the fact that the whole thing is about you ending up with a rat in your ass, the whole thing is beautifully written. Your vivid use of diction and everything flowed incredibly professionally.

But that's beside the point.

You have an extraordinary lack of self control. Sure, your life is taking a downward spiral, but it all really is your fault thanks to your own stupidities. Get help.


My site is down... and it'll stay down until I do something about it... :3

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Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 18:02:27


To long for something to stupid.

Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 18:07:20


At 6/8/08 01:44 PM, LardLord wrote:
At 6/8/08 02:19 AM, Dropkicked wrote: Alright, so I've read through this and all the threads leading up to this, and I've got one thing to say:

No. Fucking. Way.

There's no way this much shit can be tossed in ONE man's direction.
Seriously. You have no idea.

I'm starting to accept it, but Bolo is right, I need to get myself some control.

No, no I mean, I'm seriously in disbelief. The stories are TOO outrageous, TOO disgusting, and in this installment, TOO far fetched.

I simply cannot hold this to a standard of truth anymore. Either you're exaggerating or flat out lying to us.

It's just not feasible man.


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Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 18:10:53


Youre either one fucked up little man or the biggest attention whore on the planet.


I fucking hate euphemism.

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Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 18:50:58


Ever took a shit then masturbated? Anyway, Encyclopedia Dramatica will have more to write down.


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Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 18:55:54


How are you still ALIVE????


Rape is funny...

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Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 19:03:41


I nearly cried laughing.

Bravo good sir, bravo.


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Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 19:11:14


Sucks to be you, bro.

Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 19:14:38


I really doubt the authenticity of this story.

Surely if you went through this, you wouldn't post it up on NG? I mean christ, that's calling for an ass-whooping

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Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 19:14:59


Ouch!

That must´ve hurt but I died laughing

Nice job


Lolsaurus

evolves into

L0L-L0L-L0Lsaurus rex

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Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 22:08:55


I'd also like to commend you for your photoshop skills, it's quite a convincing shoop.


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Response to Fack. 2008-06-10 22:47:32


Ha ha ha, oh wow.

You ever get it removed?

Response to Fack. 2008-06-11 01:37:37


At 6/10/08 06:07 PM, Dropkicked wrote: It's just not feasible man.

I assure you that it is quite feasible.

If the mods would so permit me, I could post pictures, but I think, instead, I'll just link you to them for your inspection, being that you so desire to see them, and to determine their veracity.

They are rather NSFW, so you are forewarned.

-One
-Two

At 6/10/08 10:47 PM, UfaKefe wrote: Ha ha ha, oh wow.

You ever get it removed?

Yes, but not without a local anaesthetic.

Response to Fack. 2008-06-11 01:54:09


So.... you had a hampster in a can in your anaus, huh?

Don't worry about it, man. These things happen to the best of us.


why would you delete my forum sig i barely even fucking use this shitty website anymore you sneaky cunt idiot

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Response to Fack. 2008-06-11 02:51:40


That's ASStronomical.

Response to Fack. 2008-06-19 02:33:28


At 6/11/08 02:51 AM, JackPhantasm wrote: That's ASStronomical.

HIGH-LARlOUS

Response to Fack. 2008-06-23 01:57:56


At 6/10/08 06:50 PM, killerjeff wrote: Ever took a shit then masturbated? Anyway, Encyclopedia Dramatica will have more to write down.

I'm not exactly sure what what you're talking about, there.

I'll look up Encyclopedia Dramatica, though. Hmm.

Response to Fack. 2008-07-07 01:33:36


Oh God that's nasty.


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Response to Fack. 2008-07-07 01:56:24


I don't know why but I love your stories. This kind of shit is what makes me love the BBS. This is shit you don't hear about in the real world very often. I really do feel for you, you seem to have some very shitty luck, and self-control. But thanks for putting this up on Newgrounds, it's not everyday I hear things like this.


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