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Truth or Dare
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joemc72
Oy. Um...let's do a dare.
Just be gentle.
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joemc72
You got it.
Anybody care to pose a truth or dare to me, considering I posed one to Piotyr a few pages back?
Cajungal
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Which would you like?
If truth, tell us about your strangest daydream.
If dare, do a video of yourself with a monologue that you wrote about a guy in prison. His back story is your choice.
(Charon... it shall be done.)
I shall go with truth.
The strangest daydream that I can remember having was one from a few months ago. I was hanging out in this club with a bunch of cartoon characters. Nothing much was happening, aside from having a drinking contest with Shego amidst a cheering crowd that included the likes of Dexter, Kim Possible and Timmy Turner.
Then, the dream cut away to the demon face from The Exorcist, jolting me the hell out of my dream.
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joemc72
“Hey kid, come downstairs. I've got something to show you.” The voice wafted upstairs as I lay half-dozing on the couch. It was March, and damned if my stepfather was gonna sucker me into shoveling the walks again. “Is it important? I’m kinda tired.”
There was a mix of mystery and maybe a bit of annoyance in the reply. “Well, I got something for you, but if you’re not interested…” Something about the tone got my curiosity aroused and I slowly rolled from the couch and stood up. “All right, hang on, I’ll be right there.” I made my way downstairs and saw my stepfather waiting by the door, with his coat on. Fuck. I thought to myself. I’ve been had. He had that look on his face though. That half smirk like he knew something I didn’t, and I began to panic slightly, hoping all my dirty magazines were still stashed away safely in their spot between the bed and the wall up in my room. He chucked a thumb towards the front door. “Take a peek and tell me what you think.”
OK, now I was really confused. I peered out the half-iced pane of glass and out towards the street. “All I can see is that Pinto out there.”
My stepfather rolled his eyes back with that jeeze this kid is obtuse expression he seemed to get on his face quite often since I had hit puberty. Nobody said I was the sharpest knife in the drawer. “I know it’s late, but Happy Birthday.”
I took another glance outside to get a better view. “Really?” The emotions were mixed. Part of me was thinking Fuck yeah, car! While the other half was wondering Hey, don’t these things explode? and Jeeze, you couldn’t find a Mustang or a Nova, like any other kid from Jersey drives? Another look towards my stepfather and when I saw the keys dangling from his index finger and the original thought won out. “I’ll grab my coat.”
The sidewalks were icy and the wind blasted my face and hands, making them lose sensation almost immediately upon hitting the front steps. But if I had frozen in place at that moment, a passerby stopping to look at the curious new ice sculpture in my front yard would never be able to mistake what my attention was on at that very moment. It was blue, ugly as hell, might send me to the Pearly Gates at the slightest tap of the rear bumper, but dammit…it was mine. I slid behind the wheel and felt the cold cross breeze as the passenger door opened and my old man dropped into the passenger seat. “Fire it up,” he said. A quick turn of the key and the engine began to purr (well, more of a groan).
After waiting a few minutes of waiting for the car to warm up and the windows to defrost, I eased the clutch in, just like he had taught me on his old pickup. Shifting it into first I let out the clutch and started to give her some gas so I could smoothly bring it into traffic and…with a lurch, it stalled. But hey, nobody said that freedom started out smoothly. One more try and the car rolled into the street, and I knew that the world had gotten a little smaller for me.
There was a mix of mystery and maybe a bit of annoyance in the reply. “Well, I got something for you, but if you’re not interested…” Something about the tone got my curiosity aroused and I slowly rolled from the couch and stood up. “All right, hang on, I’ll be right there.” I made my way downstairs and saw my stepfather waiting by the door, with his coat on. Fuck. I thought to myself. I’ve been had. He had that look on his face though. That half smirk like he knew something I didn’t, and I began to panic slightly, hoping all my dirty magazines were still stashed away safely in their spot between the bed and the wall up in my room. He chucked a thumb towards the front door. “Take a peek and tell me what you think.”
OK, now I was really confused. I peered out the half-iced pane of glass and out towards the street. “All I can see is that Pinto out there.”
My stepfather rolled his eyes back with that jeeze this kid is obtuse expression he seemed to get on his face quite often since I had hit puberty. Nobody said I was the sharpest knife in the drawer. “I know it’s late, but Happy Birthday.”
I took another glance outside to get a better view. “Really?” The emotions were mixed. Part of me was thinking Fuck yeah, car! While the other half was wondering Hey, don’t these things explode? and Jeeze, you couldn’t find a Mustang or a Nova, like any other kid from Jersey drives? Another look towards my stepfather and when I saw the keys dangling from his index finger and the original thought won out. “I’ll grab my coat.”
The sidewalks were icy and the wind blasted my face and hands, making them lose sensation almost immediately upon hitting the front steps. But if I had frozen in place at that moment, a passerby stopping to look at the curious new ice sculpture in my front yard would never be able to mistake what my attention was on at that very moment. It was blue, ugly as hell, might send me to the Pearly Gates at the slightest tap of the rear bumper, but dammit…it was mine. I slid behind the wheel and felt the cold cross breeze as the passenger door opened and my old man dropped into the passenger seat. “Fire it up,” he said. A quick turn of the key and the engine began to purr (well, more of a groan).
After waiting a few minutes of waiting for the car to warm up and the windows to defrost, I eased the clutch in, just like he had taught me on his old pickup. Shifting it into first I let out the clutch and started to give her some gas so I could smoothly bring it into traffic and…with a lurch, it stalled. But hey, nobody said that freedom started out smoothly. One more try and the car rolled into the street, and I knew that the world had gotten a little smaller for me.
North_Ranger
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Yo, Cajungal!
Truth or dare? Or as we say in Finland, totuus vai tehtävä?
Truth or dare? Or as we say in Finland, totuus vai tehtävä?
Morphy, in regards to how long to keep the title-
Truth me buddy![/QUOTE]
What do you consider your greatest achievement in life to this point?
On the flip side, what is your greatest regret?[/QUOTE]
I would say my greatest achievement, and I know its cheesy and easy, but it's the truth, was finding such an amazing woman to marry and spend the rest of my life with and my greatest regret is probably... hmmm... that is hard. Every time I try to find a regret I think about how if that thing hadn't happened I might not be here right now? I guess not following through with going to the Kubert school after I got accepted.
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joemc72
Ahh...that's a long time.Morphy, in regards to how long to keep the title-
North_Ranger
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Truth me, sucka!
North_Ranger
Staff member
I dare you to go to a random stranger today (as in within the next 24 hours), make eye contact with them and say "Just wanted you to know, I love your work" - and then leave with a thumbs-up.
Cajungal
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I'll do it... can't guarantee I can back it up, but I'll report back tomorrow.
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Philosopher B.
HCGLNS. Truth or dare?
((Did I do that right?))
((Did I do that right?))
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Philosopher B.
I'll take a dare, myself.
Also, if it helps anyone with dare ideas, I like to draw and write silly raps. And, uh, I have access to a camera. >_>
Also, if it helps anyone with dare ideas, I like to draw and write silly raps. And, uh, I have access to a camera. >_>
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Philosopher B.
Will do. Expect it posted no later than tomorrow!
Null, Troof or Durr?
(if the resources are available) I dare you to print out the avatar of a fellow forumite, and proceed to record yourself confessing your love to that forumite for whatever reason you choose to create.
If that is impossible, I dare you to write the theme song to a TV show starring Gusto and myself.
If that is impossible, I dare you to write the theme song to a TV show starring Gusto and myself.
That will do fine! Lookin forward to it 
Truth please.
North Ranger, if you were the Jake Gyllenhall character in Broke Back Mountain, which male forumite would you want to play the Heath Ledger character? (Can't be Gusto or Dave or Espy)
North_Ranger
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Truth please.
North Ranger, if you were the Jake Gyllenhall character in Broke Back Mountain, which male forumite would you want to play the Heath Ledger character? (Can't be Gusto or Dave or Espy)[/QUOTE]
Not having seen the film nor read the book, I can't recall which of the characters was which, so I'm just gonna say Tinwhistler. Knowin' he's a whiz in the kitchen, we could do the deed and spend the rest of the movie eating pudding.
*rubbing at sinuses*
JESUS, NR, I was eating a fucking cupcake. You asshole! *laughs*
JESUS, NR, I was eating a fucking cupcake. You asshole! *laughs*
North_Ranger
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And now you know why I no longer drink or eat while online 
But seriously, a cupcake? How does that work?
But seriously, a cupcake? How does that work?
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