I won't tell you about a game called soggy biscuit, trust me, you really are better off not knowing. BTW how did we get from my rant on political correctness to communal masterbation. I feel like I've missed a few steps.
Dude. I know what that is and I ask you. No I pray you. Please tell me you have never done that. LOL Yeah when did that happen?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH DUDE THAT'S FOUL!!!! hahahahahhahahaha You are brave. You are brave. I could never do that in fear of having to ingest the buscuit. *quivers*
It takes concentration, bravery, determination, a stiff upper lip and a little bit of gayness. All of the qualities on which the British empire was founded.
My god. In that situation knowing my luck i would definatly be eating several different brands of salty goodness + a Hobnob (the strongest most moisture resistant of biscuit's)
So now we've deviated from political correctness to which biscuity snack best retains moisture and other mens salty DNA in the event of communal masterbation. We've broken the internet.
That was a fist right to the gut. A represented gut, nonetheless. It's kinda embarrassing sitting in US History and learning about how incredibly myopic colonial America was, what with the Boston "Massacre" and the Stamp Tax that was a measly fraction of what English citizens paid. But I look at how much progress we've made and contributions back to Europe have been given (I think we probably made WWII a little easier in the end ) and wonder how much things would have changed if Parliament had just come out and said "We need some help here. Think you'd be willing to pick up some slack?". The colonists liked being British; they just didn't enjoy not having the right to say no.
