^^ I don't play anymore. I quit.
Sinful says. "Oh, sorry to hear."
^^ I don't play anymore. I quit.
Sinful says. "Oh, sorry to hear."
Whoever invented Black Liquorice is in Hell right now next to Hitler and they are enjoying pineapple's being shoved up their culo's. On-Topic the Haribo Gold Gummy Bears brand....ALL OF THEM are delicious.
Which brand? You can't just pick a random brand - it has to be the RIGHT one. And they need to go into the deep freezer before eating, you can't have sufficient results with the flabby jelly kind. The harder they get, the better.
I like the ones made with real fruit.
If it's full of High Fructose Corn Syrup I don't care what color it is, I'm not eating it
Male and female humans with different powers sounds interesting but it would probably spark some sort of gender war.
I like many BSNers, and usually enjoy the comedic stylin' of Cato Potato.
Another vote for clear gummy bears. But not the sugar free kind. Their reviews on Amazon are terrible -- and hilarious.
BSN 'rities: I'm naming my first-born after OP.
There's a certain brand that actually has 12 different flavours/colours of gummy bear. Blue one's my favourite since it tastes like blue-rasberry.
Considering I like damn near every post you make you are probably my favorite BSNer (for posting purposes)
Also gummy bears are nasty of course I am just not a fan of anything that loaded with sugar in the first place, for sugar gives me headaches in large quantities.
I think it'd be even more OP if the Human Sentinels' Tech Armor detonated when you took it off AND when you put it on. They'd make quite the team
Also: clear Gummi bears are ridiculous but I like red ones best.
Pink gummy bears 'cause they look barfy and taste like glitter.
Whoever invented Black Liquorice is in Hell right now next to Hitler and they are enjoying pineapple's being shoved up their culo's. On-Topic the Haribo Gold Gummy Bears brand....ALL OF THEM are delicious.
Please stay on topic. I don't want this thread to get locked.
do a 10 hour work day and I come back to a thread like this...
Stay Classy,BSN.
Finally, someone who understands
Affirmative. Singularity needs more gummy bears.
Yes! My point exactly!
I love you all.
And my favorite color is pink. The color of *****
So that's where's you've been.
Ive been away because the bioware mods are jealous of havin fun
HADOUKEN!
I hate gummi bears
I hate gummi bears
Going out on a (non-prosthetic) limb here...gummi Turians?
I hate gummi bears
Good, just hand them over. I have use for them.
Male and female humans with different powers sounds interesting but it would probably spark some sort of gender war.
I like many BSNers, and usually enjoy the comedic stylin' of Cato Potato.
Another vote for clear gummy bears. But not the sugar free kind. Their reviews on Amazon are terrible -- and hilarious.
Relevant.
My name is Robert, I live in what used to be Tucsan Arizona, and after this story is done you will know why I say used to be.
I am 34 years old and work as a contractor. I'm a bit of a health nerd who works out seven times a week and eats only the top of the line protein shakes and other nastiness that is my lifes blood.
Im single, and after this I doubt any lady will ever come near me again.
Anyways one day in my normal everyday life I decide to peruse the internet and to a lesser extent Amazon.
My teeth were unfortunate enough to have a sweet tooth and nothing in my kitchen was anywhere near sugar-free yet sweet to the core, so I decided that I may as well search for something that might satisfy me in times like this.
Then the miracle that is Haribo came upon my search window. The price for a 5 pound bag was nothing but a steal, so my finger decided to hover over the purchase button, and for a moment my finger just stood there a ominous sign for the things to come. And with over zealous enthusiasum i pressed the order button and thus my death was secure.
A week and a half later after much anticipation my bears arrived at the door.
I was suprised that when I opened the box that none of the bears had melted in the hot swealtering heat that is Arizona, a foreshadowing for just how indestructible this substance is.
I was overjoyed and after the week and a half of saving myself for these delicate gummi snacks I decide I may as well provide that day as my cheat day.
I sat on my couch with the bag in my lap and turned on House
Luckly for me I had the entire series on DVR and as it was a Saturday I had no obligations but to sit and eat my new snack.
Four hours later and 124 gummis later, Dr Cuddi had finally fired the damn son of a b*&ch.
My life was good at this moment,
I was chewing on a gummi bear, my sweat tooth was satisfied and I was in complete bliss.
As I continued to the next episode, my gut was extended to the point that I realized it was time to stop, unfortunately it was already to late the damage had been done to my digestive tract.
A moment later the first of many gastrointestinal shudders started, my stomach started off l at a low rumble, and proceeded to a loud roar of a jet engine taking off for the last time.
My bowels were about to explode at this point and I felt substance leaking out, needless to say I chose to attempt to make my way to the restroom across the hall, waddling like a penguin to the safety of my ivory bowl.
Unlucky me though, my restroom is over 15 feet across my house, and I was nowhere near able to hold myself for that long a treck.
It was at this moment against the excrusiating pain that I went back to that moment when my finger hovered over the button on that fateful night, and looked back at it in a third person veiw, wishing to be able to yelll to myself that the button should never be pressed, a sat in horror as I watched the button be press and I was instantaneously sent back to the hallway where my colon was excreting mass liters of substance, and I was in desprate need for a john.
Pulling myself up I forced my way to the throne that is my toilet and didn't even bother to close the door, and as my rear end met the cool plastic my rectum could no longer hold the flow of old faithful, (which now looking back was no where near the pressure that was exerted from my intestines). Hot molten fire was pushed through me and to the point where my toilet bowl was near passed its breaking point.
..........
It was at this moment good Saint Paul that I came to these Pearly Gates
The monument that is this angel turned to me and pinched his nose.
The smell of my restroom had found its way past the ground zero that is Tucsan and had risen to the clouds of heaven.
The face Saint Paul made was one of disgust and pure terror, an instant later I was kicked down from cloud nine and sent hurtling to my body down below.
..........
Thanks to Haribo I know am a godly man,
I have given up the life of a fitness freak and now live as a monk off in the Seirra Navada, away from any who may still smell the stench.
^^ What is that madness? I live in Scottsdale,Arizona..My gummy bears don't melt.
inb4 lock
Those thumbs...
Disgusting.
Relevant.
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Looks like Jack Crapper has found how to write reviews on Amazon...
By Douglas Pope on October 21, 2014
Size: 5 poundI didn't feel the need to plan my weekend around 5 small gummybears. But if you fail to plan, you plan to fail.
It began with a noticeable change in the viscosity of my saliva. Within minutes of consumption, my mouth had filled with a thick foamy slime. Though I was in a cool climate controlled room a salty sweat broke out, and I felt my heartbeat quicken as my body threw itself into fight or flight.
The animal noises broadcasting from my pelvis were an ominous warning of the violent acts that were to follow. I shouldered my way into the bathroom, clawing at my belt, moaning with pain. The smell came first. It started sweet, almost tangy. That was quickly overpowered by a cloying chemical perfume.
The first volley of feces hit the water like soda cans and nickles. The resulting splash drenching my bottom in foul brackish water, but this was quickly becoming the least of my worries.
After another moment, the noises in my core hit a fever pitch and I was struck rigid with pain. The sweat was now running into my eyes, but the room had turned ice cold and my hands began to spasm.
I felt an insidious burning flooding my escape hatch. I gasped. Hot yellow poison began spraying from my rear, changing in pitch and echo as the stream of diarrhea whipped around the toilet bowl, creating a nightmarish Doppler effect that can only be appreciated in hindsight.
My legs fell asleep sitting on the toilet. I couldn't have stood up if I wanted to.
Wiping was a no-go. Toilet paper simply became a vile paper mache'. My hands were quickly soiled. A full blown shower was needed, and all of my towels had to be burned.
So happy with my purchase, would recommend to friends and definitely buying again!
Those thumbs...
Disgusting.
Her thumbs are wicked gross. Just googled to see what you meant. I really shouldnt have done that. What is wrong with her..all that money she cant get 1 surgery ( i know about all of her plastic work) that would actually benefit my ability to see her as almost perfect..dammit...Now all I see are those thumbs..they will be my new work station's backround. There is an actual meganfoxthumbs.com
Those thumbs...
Disgusting.
Yup, toe thumbs
Please stay on topic.
Going out on a (non-prosthetic) limb here...gummi Turians?
Not even glorious fat turians can salvage gummis, I hate them that much
Bump - anyone want to add to this? Please stay on topic