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The Webmaster
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Some please start the Tiny-Town Never Ending Story #2
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This paragraph is by
Chad C.
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One day when i was riding in my neighborhood, i realized that everyone that used to ride didnt any more and that people tore down all of our cool jumps. So i decided to get a bunch of friends together and start re-building some trails. Sure enough some old guy came out yelling at us saying how it isnt our land and how dangerous it is, but we just ignored him. We worked on them for 3 weeks non-stop and came up with some big new things and we all couldnt wait to start riding them. Finally one day we finished and got everyone together to ride for the first time and................
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This paragraph is by
Webmaster
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We got to our jumps and seen a bunch of little kids climbing on them so we...
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This paragraph is by
Andy (Webmasters Boss)
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asked them nicely to not do that because someday when they get older they might have something that they spent alot of time and sweat creating and they dont want it ruined. The young kids said they were sorry and didn't know, but they asked if it would be alright if they watched because someday they would like to be able to use the trails. So then the fun began
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This paragraph is by
Alex
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We had the kids help build the jumps they 4 new doubles in a week.Wheen the kids finally got bikes they wanted to ride the jumps and we said no.They said they were going to call the cops and.....
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This paragraph is by
DIZZY
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" go right ahead and call them you little runts " then we got back to ridin the rythem section till the night fell and we couldn't see anymore. then joe came out with his car to shine his lights on the jumps so i started riding again but crashed and broke my shoulder!!!
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This paragraph is by
Chris
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After I broke my shoulder i figured i couldn't ride anymore but my friend took a branch off a near by tree and maid me a splint, i started jumping again but when i tried a x-up a huge splinter got in my eye and poked it out.
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This paragraph is by
TOLEDO
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i Ended Up Having A Nervous Breakdown On The Way Back To My Car! I Thought I'd Just Go To The Hospital And Get Fixed Up But, I Couldn't See To Drive Because My Left Eye Went Crooked!! Not To Mention I Felt A Burning Feeeling In My Neck From The Cuts That Were Begining To Get Infected From The Dirt In Fort Wayne!! I Started Driving Along Berry St. When A Gang Of Hoodlums Stold My Bike And Started Yelling Keep The Riff Raff Outta The Hood!! I Screeched Off Thru The Light And Saw A Flash And Heard A Loud Baaaang!! After The Car Jumped The Curb To A Halt, I Realized The I Had Just Ran Over Reggie Styles!!! He Was Doing A Bar Ride Down The Street, While Sipping A Falls City And Yelling Ehh! What's Up!! The Pro-ho's Helped Load A Broken Reggie And Bike Into My Ghetto Sled And We Took Off To Get Fixed!! This Fowl Smell Came From The Trunk As We Sped Along So, I Had To Stop To See What It Was!! Covering My Nose, The Trunk Flew Open!! I About Puked When I Saw That "The Fat House Experiment" Had Spilled All Over Our Bikes!! "Nasty!!!!" I Wiped Our Bikes Off With An Old Bully Jersey That Was In The Trunk When, A Bike Gang Called The "Fhp's" Rolled Up!! These Guys We're All Dirty And Wearing "Down With Donnelly" T-shirts!! They Asked If We Could Tow Them To Thompson St. On Our Way To Hospital?? So, Off We Went, With Four Bmxers In Tow!! All I Could Think About Was The Session Going On At The Trails When, I Felt A Tapping On My Shoulder And Some Muffeled Voices In My Head!! The Light Blinded My Eyes As, I Realized I Was Laying Face First In The Dirt, From Crashing On The 360 Attempt In The Long Rythm! I Guess I Knocked Myself Silly!!! Oh Well, That's What Happens When You See New Doubles And The Sun Is Going Down!!
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This paragraph is by
werd up
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since its gotten dark i decide to assemble a band of biker riders to go on a street mission. Reggie says "lets go manual", junkyard says "lets go fire up some rails", chaz says "lets go to the feeble ledge", hamell says "lets just fuckin ride", and rissner just smiles. on the way to manual we run into team legacy, they try to pawn off so second rate poorly designed t-shirts on us but we decline and continue on our way. we get to the parking garage and manual for three hours straight. we then go to fire up some rails, junkyard rides untill hie heatrs content. we then head off to the feeble ledge, we grind an grind and grind untill our pegs are gone and the ledge is dust. since we no longer have pegs we decide to go to the spot and do abudabbacas on the parking block for hours. finally junkyard gets bored, chaz gets cold, rissner gets tired, reggie gets lost forever, and hamell gets pissed. so we come to the conclusion that our session is over. as we get back to 1201... WHAT THE FUCK WHERED THE HOUSE GO?!? oh i forgot it burnt the fuck down. so off to thompson we go. when we get there team legacy is there with its star riders todd thewildman lyons and joey muthafuckinwhitesnake marks and two kegs. the party starts and things loose and things get broke. all of a sudden donavon come upstairs and says hes trying to sleep and to keep it down, then he slips into a peacefull coma. then the landlord comes in he says "you dumb sonsabitches are outta hand". so junkyard gives him a bunch of money and everybody moves across the street. but, at least rissner is still smillin'.
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This paragraph is by
ELY M.
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I went riding at skatepark. it full of skaters. they SUCKS !!! they are so ANNOYING....
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This paragraph is by
mike mccann
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the frootbooters and skaters pissed me off, so i beat them up. The cops showed up and arrested me. They said i had to take anger management classes. Today is my first day, and I am angry about it. When i get there cory nastazio is there cuz he beats people up too...after class we go ride, but he fell down a hole, so i just laughed at him and siad huffy sucks! so i just up with junkyard and hammel and then we...
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This paragraph is by
Stud Muffin
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And I was rideing a I pop a boner and busted a nut so i cant have sex no more. but my mom says that is a good thing
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This paragraph is by
:-)
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eventually we all went back to the initial trails where a load of skaters had built a park there instead. we were really pissed off, but they were all fucking amazing so it kinda made up for it. then we realized that BMXing really sucked ass and we all got skateboards which are 10 times cooler...
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This paragraph is by
cfbmx
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Then we realized what we were doing, beat the crap out of the skaters, then built our trails back up. Soon......
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This paragraph is by
cristi
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we were having fun riding in our trails. Then one day we thought, Hey, why don't we make higher jumps and shit....
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This paragraph is by
DIZZY
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so we watched a bunch of vids and decided to make every lip like 7 ft tall and the landings 25 ft from the lips.After we did that we realized that we started dying all the time from clippin and mullet-casin.after 4 or 5 people died or got torn apart, we decided to rip em all down and ride flatland cuz we can do that in a parking lot and if it rains we got parking garages.... mother nature is a bitch...........
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This paragraph is by
xtx
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Não gosto de xoxotas bonitinhas. Gosto de xoxotas peludas com grandes lábios indecentes, com um buraco que parece querer devorar todos os cacetes do mundo. A buceta de Ângela era assim. Um bucetão peludo com um grelo enorme. Eu sempre imaginei que a xoxota dela fosse assim, por causa da abundância dos seus cabelos negros e por causa das suas sobrancelhas peludas. Quando trepamos a primeira vez, Ângela estava com uma calcinha vermelha de puta. Fez aquilo para me excitar. Mas nada me excitou mais quando enfiei um dedo na sua xoxota molhada e rocei a palma da mão na sua moita. Era um matagal que não acabava mais. Nem esperei ela terminar de tirar a roupa. Fui logo afastando a calcinha vermelha e metendo a língua na sua rachona. Que delícia! A xoxota babava de prazer, escorria para o cuzinho negro e rugoso. Me deixou tarado. Meti a pica como um doido. Ângela ficava gemendo sem parar. Dizia que era a minha vagabunda. Eu adorava aquilo, mas adorava muito mais ver meu pau sumir naquela aranha cabeluda. Fizemos o diabo na primeira vez. Ângela tinha um bundona e quando cavalgou, de costas para mim, fiquei com a cabeça cheia de putaria. A sacana ficou de cócoras, rebolando em espiral, aceitando minha pica por inteira. Quase me esfolou vivo! Continuamos nos encontrando. Ângela era uma tarada e fazia questão de ser bem vulgar, bem depravada. Eu ficava doido com a sua xoxota peluda. Eu chupava ela sem parar, mordendo o seu grelo, abrindo seus lábios grossos, metendo meus dedos... A safada adorava dar aquela bucetona peluda para mim. Só que ela sempre aparava a roseira. Mandei que ela ficasse alguns dias sem se raspar. Quando vi como ficou até tomei um susto. Todos os seus pentelhos formavam cachos e forravam todo seu púbis. Fiquei tão tarado que a fiz gozar várias vezes só chupando a sua vagina cabeluda. Também chupei o seu cuzinho e vi que ela tinha penugem até no rego. Eu perdi a conta de quantas vezes trepei com Ângela. Estava até me cansando. A garota era uma ninfomaníaca depravada. Às vezes, chegava em casa e me pedia um copo d'água. Quando eu voltava com a água, eu já encontrava Ângela na minha cama, pelada, de quatro e tocando siririca. Meu pau ficava duro que nem pedra. Eu me acabava de tanto que fodia. Mas como disse, eu já estava enjoado de Ângela. É engraçado que quando estou sozinho tudo que eu quero é uma xoxota cabeluda. Depois que consigo, me acabo de tanto trepar e me canso. Quero voltar a ficar sozinho e procurar novas aventuras. O meu relacionamento com Ângela acabou de vez no carnaval. Nem me lembro qual foi o ano, mas a safada apareceu em casa no sábado à noite. Eu já tinha batido punheta na sexta-feira, vendo os bailes de carnaval. No sábado estava indo pelo mesmo caminho, quando a biscate apareceu em casa e ficou vendo o baile comigo. De repente, quando olhei para o lado, ela estava de pernas abertas, enfiando os dedos naquele maldito buraco e ainda tentando beijar a própria teta. Não teve jeito. Eu me ajoelhei aos seus pés e comecei a lamber a sua xoxota. Até o cheiro estava ficando enjoativo. Mesmo assim, a fodi no sofá. No domingo, a mesma coisa. Só que a sacana ficou na parede, nua, estendendo os braços como se estivesse presa pelos pulsos. Abaixou a cabeça para o lado e ficou falando: "Me fode! Me fode!". De pé mesmo, levantei todo o seu corpo, que era grande, e meti na sua racha... Foi a nossa última foda. Depois conheci Nádia. Completamente diferente de Ângela. Era também morena, mas de cabelos curtos. Tinha a pele branca feito Ângela, mas a personalidade bem diferente. Era culta, refinada e adorava cinema. Fomos várias vezes assistir filmes. Ela adorava filme estilo "cabeça". Mas eram filmes tão chatos que de filme cabeça, virava filme pé no saco. Então, uma noite, depois de mais uma sessão de cinema, rolou a nossa primeira transa. A gente se agarrou de repente e fomos parar no sofá. Eu estava trepando apenas por trepar... Não estava tão envolvido. Mas quando abaixei a calcinha de Nádia e me deparei com a sua moita, quase caí para trás. Diante de mim, uma buceta peludona, com um grelo enorme. Quando digo "enorme", era porque era mesmo ENORME. Eu jamais tinha visto um grelo tão longo. Parecia um pedaço de toucinho pendurado. É claro que muitos caras achariam horrível uma xota assim. Mas eu adoro e quando a vi, mergulhei a minha língua no meio dela de uma maneira furiosa. Nádia não esperava por uma chupada tão obscena e tão diabólica. Ela ficou completamente alterada. Nunca pensei que atrás daquele jeitinho doce e meigo, morava uma devassa. Só que isto não me impressionou tanto quanto a sua xota. Mais impressionado fiquei quando engoli o clitóris. Fiquei com a boca totalmente cheia de grelo. Dava até para mastigar como se fossem chicletes. O homem precisa ser muito viril para encarar uma bucetona tão horrivelmente indecente. Meu pau respondeu rapidinho aos estímulos visuais e olfativos que eu recebia. Meti o rolete de carne naquela abundante floresta tropical - úmida e quente - e me refestelei. Acho que Nádia não via um pau há séculos. Parecia uma araponga de tanto que gritou. Me levou pelas mãos até seu quarto. Chupou minha pica, montou e gozou feito uma égua no cio. Ainda de quebra me ofereceu o cuzinho e quando eu estava no auge do vaivém no seu rabicó, ela sussurrou: "Me enche de porra!". Foi uma esguichada monumental. Fizemos muitas juras de amor, mas eu estava interessado apenas na sua xoxota peluda. Até me cansar e procurar outra...
I got it translated finally!!!!!!!
It is non-BMX
Here it is, the long a waited translation!!!!!!!
Curtsy of the Webmaster Joe Calhoon
Here it is....
Not taste of xoxotas bonitinhas. Taste of xoxotas hairy with great indecent lips, with a hole that seems to want to devorar all cacetes of the world. Buceta of Ângela was thus. Enormous a hairy bucetão with one grelo. I always imagined that xoxota of it was thus, because of the abundance of its black hair and because of its sobrancelhas hairy. When we trepamos the first time, Ângela was with one calcinha red of puta. It made to that to excite me. But nothing it excited me more when I threaded a finger in its xoxota wet and rocei the palm of the hand in its underbrush. It was a mass of weeds that did not finish more. Nor I waited it to finish to take off the clothes. I was soon moving away calcinha red and putting the language in its rachona. How delight! Xoxota dribbled of pleasure, drained for cuzinho black and rugoso. It left me perverted. I put pricks it as a crazy one. Ângela was moaning without stopping. It said that vagabunda was mine. I adored to that, but he adored not to see my wood to disappear in that cabeluda spider. We made the devil in the first Ângela time had one bundona and when it rode, of coasts for me, I was with the full head of would putaria. The sacana was squatting, rebolando in spiral, accepting mine pricks for entire. It almost flaid me living creature! We continue in finding. Ângela was a pervert and made well vulgar, upper-class question of being depraved. I was crazy with hairy its xoxota. I absorbed it without stopping, biting its grelo, opening its thick lips, putting my fingers... The disembarassed one adored to give that hairy bucetona for me. Only that it always trimmed the roseira. I ordered that it was some days without if scraping. When vi as it was until I took a scare. All its pentelhos formed clusters and lined its púbis all. I was so perverted that I made it to enjoy some times alone absorbing its cabeluda vagina. Also I absorbed its cuzinho and vi that it had fuzz in I even water it. I lost the account of how many times trepei with Ângela. He was until tiring me. The girl was a depraved ninfomaníaca. At the times, she arrived in house and she asked for to a cup d'água to me. When I came back with the water, I already I found Ângela in my bed, bare, of four and touching siririca. My wood was hard that nor rock. I finished myself of whom fodia. But as he said, I already was nauseated of Ângela. He is funny that when I am alone everything that I want is one xoxota cabeluda. Later that I obtain, I finish myself in such a way of trepar and I get tired myself. I want to come back to be alone and to look new adventures. My relationship with Ângela finished of time in the carnival. Nor I remember which was the year, but the disembarassed one appeared in house in Saturday to the night. I already had beaten punheta in the friday, I sell the carnival balls. In Saturday he was going for the same path, when the odd job appeared in house and was sells the ball with me. Suddenly, when I looked at for the side, it he was of opened legs, threading the fingers in that one cursed hole and still trying to kiss proper teta. He did not have skill. I kneel myself to its feet and started to lick its xoxota. Until I smell it was being enjoativo. Exactly thus, fodi in the sofa. In the sunday, the same thing. That the sacana only was in the wall, naked, extending the arms as if was imprisoned for the pulses. It lowered the head for the side and was speaking: " Me fode! Me fode ". Of same foot, I all raised its body, that was great, and put in its crack... It was our last fuck. Later I knew Nádia. Full different of Ângela. She was also brown, but of short hair. It had the white skin made Ângela, but the well different personality. She was cultured, refined and it adored cinema. We were some times to attend films. It adored film style " head ". But they were so flat films that film head, it turned film foot in the bag. Then, a night, after plus a cinema session, rolled our first one settles. People if grasped suddenly and were to stop in the sofa. I was trepando only for trepar... He was not so involved. But when I lowered calcinha of Nádia and I came across myself with its underbrush, I almost fell stops backwards. Ahead of me, one buceta peludona, with one grelo enormous. When I say..
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dizzy
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what the hell did he say???????????????????
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This paragraph is by
smdirtbike
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Then we got sponsored by hoffman and we all rode hoffman ep's cuz we were so good at flatland. But then some donkey raper set our bikes on fire and said "ohh you can light a bike on fire huh?" so instead of riding we all got into rollerblading and soap shoing. we were at the skatepark soap showing and i ran into a bike rider. I told him to suck my big fat hairy.....
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This paragraph is by
Webmaster
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....Buffalo. Luckily we are sponsored and got brand new EP's the very next day.
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This paragraph is by
SexySam
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...and with those brand new EP's the shit started all over again. Ain't it great?
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This paragraph is by
mousewonders
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I still can't get over the spanish riding bmxer...
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This paragraph is by
mousewonders
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We took are new EP's and when out looking in peoples windows at 12 midnight.
We went to about 4-5 house before we found some action. OH MY GOD THEM PEOPLE ARE USING A CARRIT HE JUST STUCK IT IN...
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This paragraph is by
ELY M.
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I just rode EP in to a window. I got 100 sitiches after I jumped in to a window.
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This paragraph is by
rob@morecambe england
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i decided to swap my EP for a nasty MJ12 because I realized EPs are for flatland and flatland is s*#t
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This paragraph is by
ma jakles
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then i realized that MJ12's blow so i got joe rich and taj to sponser all of us, and now we spend our time at woodward makin fun of kennan harkin and occasionally rideing, then we flew to burnside in portland and pissed of all the skaters by callin them posers and then we blew burnside up!
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This paragraph is by
ma jakle
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i tryed to ride dirt, but i broke my back so we all decieded to ride some street in philly
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This paragraph is by
unknowan
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fuck you tiny town, lets all ride some street
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This paragraph is by
unknowan
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so we all went out to ride dirt on our k-mart huffy's, then we...
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This paragraph is by
k-boy
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relized that we need better bikes....so we went and stole some nice mongooses.
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This paragraph is by
www.hoodlumbmx.com
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then we realized ftw is the pussshit and headed up to goshen.
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This paragraph is by
jay
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i had broken my face at goshen.. cause theyre too damn big.. so we drank jack daniels as opposed to riding
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This paragraph is by
dirty
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but then we got ampted to ride again and kicked down to our good old trails when...
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This paragraph is by
Phillip Gardner
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and everyone died because they got their eyes poked out!
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This paragraph is by
Phillip Gardner
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they all died
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This paragraph is by
MAN WHO SAYS FUCK YOU ALOT
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after the SKATEBOARDERS realized that the fags finally died. They pissed on theire bikes and raped their mothers and girlfriends time after time, again and again.The pedal pushers turned in there graves after SKATAN raped each and everyone of there moms on their maggot filled graves.
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Yours truly!
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OK, why do skaters feel they have to be the worlds biggest ass lickers? I love hanging out with skaters, so it is the trash like the one who left the above paragraph that makes me sick. I HOPE YOU BURN IN HELL and if I could ever come across you I would probably rip your fucking hands off.
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This paragraph is by
yo mama
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i got a walmart skateboard and i can bunnyhop on it. my favorite trick to do on a skateboard is a tailwhip
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This paragraph is by
dirty
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then all the skates got fucked up by BMXers, and they never fucked with bmxers again....
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This paragraph is by
Leandro
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...aí eu, como um bom punheteiro, aluguei uns filmes e fiquei assistindo. Cara, como minha mão doeu de tanto bater punheta!! Mas é uma delícia. Quem entende português e ler isto sabe que é, né?
Translated!!!!!!!!!!!!!
... there I, eat a good punheteiro, rented films and was attending. Face, as my hand ached in such a way of beating punheta! But it is a delight. Who understands Portuguese and to read this knows that it is, né?
What the hell did that have to do with fucking BMX!!!!!????????? Damn stick to BMX!!!!!!!!
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This paragraph is by
Bruno
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Tenho 17 anos e comecei minha vida sexual aos 13 anos na escola. Na época eu não pensava em ser gay, aliás, muito pelo contrário, ficava olhando as gatas da escola no recreio, mas nunca namorei nenhuma.
Aconteceu que quando instalou a Internet aqui em casa eu comecei a entrar em chats de imagens gays. Depois, entrava só para ficar olhando as imagens (sem esculhambar). Até que resolvi experimentar o tão falado sexo-virtual, o que fez minha vida mudar de rumo. Enquanto fazia, eu me masturbava, metia o dedo no cú e tudo mais. Depois, montei uma coleção com uns 50 filmes gays e milhares de fotos para me excitar durante minhas gostosas punhetas e metidas no cú.
Nunca comprei revistas gays, nem tão pouco filmes. Ninguém sabe além de quem eu me relaciono que sou gay. Nem meus pais!
Minha primeira transa foi quando tinha 17 anos, como já disse. Estava na escola fazendo um trabalho escolar e precisei da ajuda do servente para pegar umas coisas para o nosso trabalho. Fomos eu e um colega ajudá-los a trazer o material. Quando chegamos na sala, pegamos o material e quando nos viramos, o servente estava nos trancando ali.
Ele então, amarrou meu colega na parede e sentou-me. Amarrou-me na cadeira. Depois, abriu meu zíper, abaixou minha calça (estava sem cueca, como sempre) e começou a me bater uma punheta. Depois, eu pedi para que ele parasse se não ia sujá-lo com minha porra. Ele sorriu: "Já vai gozar? Na sua idade? Bem, não importa. Não importa se vou me sujar, seu colega vai me ajudar a limpar e é isso que pretendo. Consegue gozar duas vezes?", eu disse que nunca gozei duas vezes, mas achava que sim.
Ele começou então a me fazer um boquete até que gozei e ele bebeu toda a minha porra. Meu colega só ficou olhando. Depois, ele foi fazer um boquete em meu colega, de quatro, enquanto eu chupava a piroca dele. Tinha nojo de meter a língua no cú. Meu colega disse que ia gozar e ele me colocou para beber. Depois, me beijou afim de que eu dividisse a porra com ele. Soltou ele e me colocou de quatro.
Ficamos assim durante um tempinho até que nos lembramos do trabalho. Voltamos rápido, eu ainda com o cú melado da porra de meu colega. Meu colega então, chamou todo mundo. Eu achava que ele era louco por ter feito isso, até que me disse que todos se encontravam para realizar suas fantasias e foi aí que me dei conta que só eu não sabia de nada e era o único (era, realmente) virgem do grupo.
Nos encontramos todos, e foi aí que começou a diversão. O servente fez boquete em todo mundo, um bateu punheta no outro. Como eu era o novato, tive que seguir o ritual: fiquei de quatro e meu colega (do início) começou a lamber meu cú (inclusive com a porra dele ainda) e depois começou a meter. Outro me deu a piroca para que fizesse um boquete. Outro ficou por baixo de mim, chupando a minha piroca e o servente ficou chupando ora o que me comia, ora o que me chupava (e comia também).
Hoje continuo com o mesmo grupo, exceto um que foi morar em outra cidade. Ninguém sabe. Apenas dois desconfiaram, e os mesmos, entraram no grupo (em três reuniões).
Yet another Protugese fucker that posted shit (and alot of shit) that had nothing to do with BMX!!!!!
WHY????????????????? Stick to GODDAMN BMX!!!!!!! If you wanna post in some dumb language fine, but at least keep it BMX related not about some gay shit!!!!!
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Tenho 17 years and I started my sexual life to the 13 years in the school. At the time I did not think about being gay, by the way, quite to the contrary, I was looking at the good-looking ones of the school in the recreation, but never namorei none. He happened that when installed the Internet here in house I started to enter in chats of pictures gays. Later, he only entered to be looking at the pictures (without esculhambar). Until I decided to try said the sex-virtual one so, what he made my life to move of route. While he made, I more masturbava, put the finger in cú and all. Later, I assembled a collection with one 50 films gays and thousand of to excite me during my gostosas punhetas and put photos in cú. I never bought reviewed gays, nor so few films. Nobody knows beyond who I becomes related that I am gay. Nor my parents! My first one settles was when it had 17 years, as already it said. It was in the school making a pertaining to school work and I needed the aid of the maid to catch things for our work. We were I and a colleague to help them to bring it the material. When we arrive in the room, we catch the material and when in we turn them, the maid was there in locking. It then, moored my colleague in the wall and seated me. He moored me in the chair. Later, he opened my to zíper, he lowered my pants (he was without underwear, as always) and started to beat one to me punheta. Later, I asked for so that it I stopped if he did not go to make dirty it with mine porra. It smiled: " Already he goes to enjoy? In its age? Well, he does not matter. He does not matter if I go to make dirty itself, its colleague goes to help me to clean and is this that I intend. He obtains to enjoy two times ", I said that never I enjoyed two times, but I found that yes. It started then to make me one boquete until I enjoyed and it drank all mine porra. My colleague alone was looking at. Later, it was to make one boquete in my colleague, of four, while I absorbed piroca of it. He had mourning to put the language in cú. My colleague said that she went to enjoy and it placed me to drink. Later, he kissed me similar of that I divided porra with it. He freed it and he placed me of four. We are thus during one tempinho until in we remember them the work. We come back fast, I still with cú melado of porra of my colleague. My colleague then, called everybody. I found that it was wild for having done this, until said me that all met to carry through its fancies and were there that I gave account that only I wise person of nothing and was not only (she was, really) the blank one of the group. In them we find all, and was there that the diversion started. The maid made boquete in everybody, one beat punheta in the other. As I age the novice, had that to follow the ritual: I was of four and my colleague (of the beginning) started to also lick mine cú (with porra of it still) and later she started to put. Another one gave piroca to me so that boquete made one. Another one was underneath of me, absorbing mine piroca and the maid was absorbing however what she ate me, however what she absorbed me (and also ate). Today I continue with the same group, except that it was to live in another city. Nobody knows. But two had distrusted, and the same ones, they had entered in the group (in three meetings).
See nothing about BMX!!!!!!!
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This paragraph is by
jay"spin man"fritz
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ok you will never bellive this but anyway it was last summer and i had nowear to bmx it waz weak so i went to martains vill or just out of it.martians vill is the closest town to sasktoon sask canada. i went there to biuld some jumps ihad just finished a 4 pack when it got dark and i caught a cab home fom martians viil the next day i gone there to see about 20 people there working on a course they said they were from dougs spock and sport the new bmx shop!!! i helped the on the course and we had a
4 pack
6 pack
two table tops
and a gap (which we were going to fill with water)
the next day i tried the course after one run there was one word to say about it:
awesome!!!
we course contest i was the winner with my last run:
a double bar spin
a no footed can can
a 360
and aone handed rocket air!!
it brought me from 3rd to 1st!
well thats my story i hope you enjoyd it !!!!
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This paragraph is by
640nate
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and then i went out side the next day and realized that the city i live in sucks and i always get shit for riding and i hate the way i have becom a second class citizen in the eyes of the world
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This paragraph is by
jeremy j.
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Everyone went to my house to party and thrash my parents house when.....
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This paragraph is by
dozy & minikid
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when some one said to me "try spinning"....
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This paragraph is by
kram28
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.....so i did. Next thing i know i'm in some strange vortex...it's like some sort of....BMX heaven!
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This paragraph is by
kram28
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.....so i did. Next thing i know i'm in some strange vortex...it's like some sort of....BMX heaven!
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This paragraph is by
i am a cunt
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punk rock blearing out of the 6ft tall speakers, a 12 ft high vert ramp and some amazing spines
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This paragraph is by
jeremy
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Then we pulled crazy 360 tailwhips out the 6th floor window,we landed in a 20ft vert half-pipe that was placed on the ground.
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This paragraph is by
Marcelo&Jr
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sentei no cavalo e fui mata adentro.Lá encontrei Ângela da buceta de mata (pois toda a mata parecia sair daquela xaninha).Perguntei-a se ela estava perdida e ela respondeu que estava à procura de seu pai Astolfo e então começamos a trocar caricias e xamegos,ela tirou a calça e vi aquela calcinha farta de pentelhos.Mas ela encontrou seu pai e eu tive que ir para casa morrer na mão
OK I've had enough,I'm tired of this BULLSHIT!!!!!!
1 more post with Portuguese language that is NOT about BMX is gone!!!!!!!!
So please post wisely
The Webmaster
Translation
sentei in the horse and I was bush adentro.Lá I found Ângela of buceta of bush (therefore all the bush seemed to leave that one xaninha).Perguntei-a if it was lost and it it answered that she was to the seek of its father Astolfo and then we start to change to caricias and xamegos, took off the pants and vi that one calcinha satiated of pentelhos.Mas it found its father and I had that to go house to die in the hand
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This paragraph is by
Chris L.
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Then some little kids came by and tried to ramp. They all wrecked and one racked his nuts so know we have to....
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This paragraph is by
jeff
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beat up the mexican rider who decided to write another part of the story and nobody knew what he said so steal his bike,fart and pee on him,give him tacos and call the deportation beuro and after that we
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This paragraph is by
Webmaster
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decided to get back to the total BMX subject!!
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This paragraph is by
YODA
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They are not mexicans, they are brazilians, and the history is cool (i read portuguese!)...actually i can write in Yugoslavian too...here we go!!
ESSES Merdhas ekstao zooandoo con noz brazilleiroz, ezt e un cod-go BMX nhinguem zooa cun mell paizz, max volttando alk azzunto SK8 eh foodha o restho eh modha!
Can't traslate, help would be good, it actually looks like this guy wrote about BMX!
The Webmaster
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This paragraph is by
manda
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mm mmm, then we went to the store, bought some brew then went back to the trails. I did a barspin tabogan on one of the ramps and landed on a kid who had come out of nowhere and
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This paragraph is by
Will Taylor
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was trying to knock me off course.But after careful postioning i landed a wheelie on his head.Then we all went up to the biggest jump to try a triple backflip tailwhip.....
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This paragraph is by
Suza
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and lots of other cool tricks, but no could it really be the biggest jump was 300 metres long i wouldn't go off that if ya payed me i mean you could get hurt ,killed tortures nooooooooo...........
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This paragraph is by
The knights who say Ni!
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I thought about it 300 meters is only 984.3 so I let someone use my new Ungodly and pull me at about 100 MPH (160 KPH) and jumped it. Since the distance was Ungodly I did not even get half way across. I landed in the middle of the jump flipping and mangling my body in to tiny bits and pieces.
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