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[chelbanga]

i need entertainment!

 

[Pacchiru]

I remember I was hammering on a fence in the backyard when my dad approached me. He was carrying a letter or something in his hand, and he looked worried. I continued to hammer as he came toward me. "Son," he said, "why are you hammering on that fence? It already has plenty of nails in it." "Oh, I'm not using nails," I replied. "I'm just hammering." With that, I returned to my hammering. Dad asked me to stop hammering, as he had some news. I did stop hammering, but first I got a couple more hammers in, and this seemed to make Dad mad. "I said, stop hammering!" he yelled. I think he felt bad for yelling at me, especially since it looked like he had bad news. "Look," he said, "you can hammer later, but first--" Well, I didn't even wait to hear the rest. As soon as I heard "You can hammer," that's what I started doing. Hammering away, happy as an old hammer hog. Dad tried to physically stop me from hammering by inserting a small log of some sort between my hammer and the fence. But I just kept on hammering, 'cause that's the way I am when I get that hammer going. Then, he just grabbed my arm and and made me stop. "I'm afraid I have some news for you," he said. I swear, what I did next was not hammering. I was just letting the hammer swing lazily at arm's length, and maybe it tapped the fence once or twice, but that's all. That apparently didn't make any difference whatsoever to Dad, because he just grabbed my hammer out of my hand and flung it across the field. And when I saw my hammer flying helplessly through the air like that I just couldn't take it. I burst out crying, I admit it. And I ran to the house, as fast as my legs could take me. "Son, come back!" yelled Dad. "What about your hammer?!" But I could not have cared less about hammering at that point. I ran into the house and flung myself onto my bed, pounding the bed with my fists. I pounded and pounded, until finally, behind me, I heard a voice. "As long as you're pounding, why not use this?" I turned, and it was Dad, holding a brand-new solid-gold hammer. I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes and ran to Dad's outstretched arms. But suddenly, he jumped out of the way, and I went sailing through the second-story window behind him. Whenever I hear about a kid getting in trouble with the drugs, I like to tell them this story.


this is sooo riet's story

 

[Candle Jack]

Can you hear my heart beating like a hammer?
Beating like a hammer?
Help, I'm alive, my heart keeps beating like a hammer
Hard to be soft
Tough to be tender


(while we are talking about hammer)

 

[FINALFLASH-GO]

guess who hammered your mom last night

 

[hopethisworks]

guess who hammered your mom last night

this guy.

 

[hopethisworks]

this guy.

thats just a guess though

 

[EpicFailGuy]

lawl its funny cause I actually know chelbangas mum.

 

[chelbanga]

awwww sick bitchs

 

[hopethisworks]

ok who is better

the drummer from daft punk

or the girl from king of leons

 

[Carazon]

i went to the easter show with my mates and as a joke i went in the ball pit although i was like 14 and i lost my shoe! so i had to walk around all day with one shoe - very slick.

 

[chelbanga]

i went to the easter show with my mates and as a joke i went in the ball pit although i was like 14 and i lost my shoe! so i had to walk around all day with one shoe - very slick.

ahha tht is so unlucky. i bet you looked so cool and walking round were the animals was must of been fun.

 

[hermand]

the year nines at my school posted a burn book up on myspace and now it's expanded to a whole school, wanna be gossip girl kind of thing. it's bloody hilarious.

that's my story.

 

[MC Squidge]

^
mmmm good show though

 

[cookie.banana]

i was coerced into playing chess is a small dark room of a retirement home with a halo playing 12 year old boy with a hand carved chess set by an old russian/ polish man who kept bringing out biscuits and cordial

awkward

 

[Silent_Sniper]

I farted....

 

[Uncle]

i need entertainment!

Barry: "Hey Jim, nice shot at that fuckin' walkin' pile of hair over there."
Jim: "Let's check it out."
Barry: "Looks like a fucking hag you killed."
Jim: "Fuckin' oath Barry, it is!"
(Barry lifts the long hair off the dead hag's face)
Barry: "Whoa nice clean headshot mate, right between the fuckin' eyes."
Jim: "What on fucking earth, I SHOT MY OWN FUCKIN' MOTHER!"

 

[Silent_Sniper]

Okay heres my story...

I came into the world and the doctor slappd me....

THE END....


I just want to thank everyone for there help in making this epic story xxx