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I didn't read all of that story but I bet that kid will wind up having to register as a sex offender. All because of a prank or a dare. Man, life is about to really suck for that dude if he gets convicted of even a few of those charges.


Or totally gets cool from it.

It'll be the coolest thing around until he hits 21.
 
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This what I was thinking when I heard the story this morning. Considering that he was an adult when he did it, and the photo was distributed to a lot of minors.

Never mind that the photo had to first pass thru the hands of a bunch of ADULTS that are PAID to edit this shit.


I think it would be a great anti-bully story if the nerdy art student photoshopped a dick on the football player bully.
 
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The world has lost its collective touching mind. This kid is facing some serious shit, for something any of us would have probably done on a dare. Are we that touching sensitive?
http://www.abc15.com/news/region-so...after-indecent-photo-gets-printed-in-yearbook

Yes we are. Back in my HS days, it was OBLIGATORY to get an indecent photo into the yearbook without anyone finding out until it was too late. The guys used to get a cock shot (usually by the track team). The girls used to get a snatch shot (usually by the girls bball team), or as many nip slips as possible in the casual pics taken at various times. I salute that guy by getting one in the football team photo, tho!
 
Hair of the dog, buddy. Cures me anytime I have an ailment like that.

A drink, not actual dog hair. Felt the need to clarify given the specific recipient of this advice, who very well might consume either option willingly.

Yeah, prolly needed to clarify that. hahaha

Problem is, this is the 3rd day in a row of grabbing the dog by the hair. pretty sure, I've pulled them all out.
 
My service was voluntary, no draft involved during my 20+ years. Most wars are fought by the poor so Vietnam was no different as far as I'm concerned. I have paid several prices for that war that most people wouldn't understand. I did my tour and came home to be spit on and reading how someone dodged the draft or used college to evade it isn't much different. No, this isn't a Crown melt down, just an old man sharing his thoughts in print..

Fred (I'm a Fred also), you would be wrong if you think I disrespect any soldier who answered the call to serve. I have great respect for all soldiers and still today tell any soldier or veteran I meet, "thank you for your service." I say the same to you.

I tried to join the army at 17 (about 1961) but was denied because my parents wouldn't sign. I was a gung-ho supporter of that war almost or even to the end. I despised the protesters during that period. And yes I realize how hypocritical that sounds - the old "you go, guys, but leave me out of it." spiel. I know that avoiding the draft had nothing to with me enrolling in college (which I won't bother to explain here) but I certainly would never expect anyone else who was alive at that time to believe that.

I think it is nearly unanimous looking back that the US never should have gotten involved in fighting that war. More than 58,000 Americans died in that war. Untold thousands left mangled both physically and mentally. For very little if anything to show for their sacrifice.

I have reached the point where I respect those who protest our country going to war for questionable reasons. If people don't speak up the old grayhairs have no problem sending the young (but not their young) off to die. I have zero respect for protesters who make asses of themselves or take their protests out on the soldiers who serve.
 
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I came along after the Vietnam War (joined the Navy in '81), but a lot of 'Nam vets were still in when I joined. Still respect all of them because most of the vets (even those who were drafted) tried to do the right thing while serving. My war was the forgotten war (Lebanon 1983-1984) and even tho it was a non-declared conflict, we still got shot at and died just like the servicemen in Vietnam and Iraq/Afghanistan. And I would do it again in a heartbeat if my country needed me again.
 
I came along after the Vietnam War (joined the Navy in '81), but a lot of 'Nam vets were still in when I joined. Still respect all of them because most of the vets (even those who were drafted) tried to do the right thing while serving. My war was the forgotten war (Lebanon 1983-1984) and even tho it was a non-declared conflict, we still got shot at and died just like the servicemen in Vietnam and Iraq/Afghanistan. And I would do it again in a heartbeat if my country needed me again.

And thank you Ghost for your service.
 
Getting back to the indecent photo, the best prank of all time was the guys bball team photo of 1976 (my brother's senior year, my sophomore). EVERY member of the team tried to have their junk exposed in the photo, since this was still the day of the nut-hugger bball uniforms. They almost got away with it. Re did the photo with the guys on the front row kneeling on both knees instead of one. So for the 1977 and 1978 yearbooks, the guys track team did the honors, with only one guy actually showing his junk. Don't know how long it continued after I graduated.
 
And thank you Ghost for your service.

I do wish there was some kind of mandatory service for young people after they graduate HS. I know I grew up after I joined the Navy. Learned to do things for myself, and after seeing how people had to live in REAL poverty, I always thanked the good Lord I am an American, and not take my country for granted.
 
I do wish there was some kind of mandatory service for young people after they graduate HS. I know I grew up after I joined the Navy. Learned to do things for myself, and after seeing how people had to live in REAL poverty, I always thanked the good Lord I am an American, and not take my country for granted.


If we travel throughout the Third World (I've seen some of it) we soon realize how much even people who live in poverty in the US have it better than most people in the rest of the world. It's weird but one of the things I missed most was a drink of cold water.
 
Fred (I'm a Fred also), you would be wrong if you think I disrespect any soldier who answered the call to serve. I have great respect for all soldiers and still today tell any soldier or veteran I meet, "thank you for your service." I say the same to you.

I tried to join the army at 17 (about 1961) but was denied because my parents wouldn't sign. I was a gung-ho supporter of that war almost or even to the end. I despised the protesters during that period. And yes I realize how hypocritical that sounds - the old "you go, guys, but leave me out of it." spiel. I know that avoiding the draft had nothing to with me enrolling in college (which I won't bother to explain here) but I certainly would never expect anyone else who was alive at that time to believe that.

I think it is nearly unanimous looking back that the US never should have gotten involved in fighting that war. More than 58,000 died in that war. Untold thousands left mangled both physically and mentally. For very little if anything to show for their sacrifice.

I have reached the point where I respect those who protest our country going to war for questionable reasons. If people don't speak up the old grayhairs have no problem sending the young (but not their young) off to die. I have zero respect for protesters who make asses of themselves or take their protests out on the soldiers who serve.

I have no problem with your take on things at all. In fact I respect them and share most of them with you. My only point is the fact that the experience never goes away. One of my best friends in todays world once tried to burn my recruiting car with me in it. Of course that is just one of many stories of that nature.
 
The world has lost its collective touching mind. This kid is facing some serious shit, for something any of us would have probably done on a dare. Are we that touching sensitive?
http://www.abc15.com/news/region-so...after-indecent-photo-gets-printed-in-yearbook
Poor kid, that's how I got my start too. Well, that and also whacking it for ten bucks a pop in the men's bathroom when I wasn't busing tables at the Reseda Nightclub.

Too bad the dude didn't grow up in the late 70s, might have had a good career in porn.
 
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Take charge immediately and put them on the defensive -- expose yourself like that kid in Desp's link did.
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I've gotta give a presentation to a bunch of doctors in a few minutes. Nervous as hell. Haven't presented stuff for a long time.

Jist tell them you are also a doctor and you only eat imported Porsche steaks.

I went to the doctor a few years ago sick as a dog. I asked her what she thought it was. Her professional reply? "It's just a bug that's going around." (That'll be 300 bucks please).
 
If we travel throughout the Third World (I've seen some of it) we soon realize how much even people who live in poverty in the US have it better than most people in the rest of the world. It's weird but one of the things I missed most was a drink of cold water.

Cold drinks in Third World countries? Well, you are right of course. And we take a lot for granted here in the US. But…

...I was in Germany for a week back in the summer of '91 and couldn't get a cold drink. Only ice in that country is in giant blocks. No ice in any drink. Ask for ice in a drink and they look at you like you are crazy. I was on a trip playing basketball for an AIA team and guess what they have for you to drink on the bench during a basketball game in Germany? Cold Gatorade? Wrong! Cold water? Wrong! Warm tap or bottled water? Wrong! They give you warm carbonated water. Freakin' carbonated water…and it's warm. Have to sit there and shake the damn bottle to get rid of some of the carbonation just to make it palatable. And then you are still drinking somewhat carbonated water that is warm. And the beer in the pubs is warm too.

Same was true in the Czech Republic, Belgium and Sweden. Apparently all of Europe is aghast at the thought of enjoying a refreshingly cold, tasty beverage.
 
Poor kid, that's how I got my start too. Well, that and also whacking it for ten bucks a pop in the men's bathroom when I wasn't busing tables at the Reseda Nightclub.

Too bad the dude didn't grow up in the late 70s, might have had a good career in porn.

I would think giving a guy a handjob in the men's bathroom would be worth more than ten bucks. I'm out of the loop on such matters though, so I dunno.
 
Cold drinks in Third World countries? Well, you are right of course. And we take a lot for granted here in the US. But…

...I was in Germany for a week back in the summer of '91 and couldn't get a cold drink. Only ice in that country is in giant blocks. No ice in any drink. Ask for ice in a drink and they look at you like you are crazy. I was on a trip playing basketball for an AIA team and guess what they have for you to drink on the bench during a basketball game in Germany? Cold Gatorade? Wrong! Cold water? Wrong! Warm tap or bottled water? Wrong! They give you warm carbonated water. Freakin' carbonated water…and it's warm. Have to sit there and shake the damn bottle to get rid of some of the carbonation just to make it palatable. And then you are still drinking somewhat carbonated water that is warm. And the beer in the pubs is warm too.

Same was true in the Czech Republic, Belgium and Sweden. Apparently all of Europe is aghast at the thought of enjoying a refreshingly cold, tasty beverage.

One trick I learned was to take your warm beverage in a can, find a fan, soak a sock in water, put the can in the wet sock, and place it in front of the fan. It never got ice cold, but it was cooler than room temperature and that meant something to me. The one Euro country that actually used ice was Spain. I knew enough Spanish to be dangerous. The guys in my MILDET (military detachment) soon learned to just stick to cervesa (beer) and Cuba Libres (rum and Coke). Anything else with a barkeep that didn't speak English meant you could come up with a concoction rather than a drink!
 
Howdy Pilgrims and the various rat handlers that form the D. I have many things to share but can't seem to remember them at the moment. Oh well.
It will come to you when you quit thinking about it. Happens to me all the time!

After going down memory lane earlier, it amazes me that in two years the Class of '78 will have our 40 year reunion. If most of my classmates' (the ones still alive) grandkids knew that their nanas and pop-pops were horn dogs and ho's back in the day...

I would LOVE to talk to Bethany R's grands. I wasn't on the basketball team, but I have two cousins that were. The things that girl did on road trips are still mentioned to this day, only topped by Sherrie actually having sex with two guys in the back of the team bus. Which gets me to ANOTHER tangent. My cousin Jen was on the bball team (for you new D guys, she's lesbian). But she was the exception rather than the rule. Nowadays, STRAIGHT girls are the exception!
 
Cold drinks in Third World countries? Well, you are right of course. And we take a lot for granted here in the US. But…

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only third world country that I was ever in was Indiana and they had ice................ [smoke]

not saying your are wrong.....................

In Mexico I would always drink beer or bottled water and I was scared of the bottled water.
 
One trick I learned was to take your warm beverage in a can, find a fan, soak a sock in water, put the can in the wet sock, and place it in front of the fan. It never got ice cold, but it was cooler than room temperature and that meant something to me. The one Euro country that actually used ice was Spain. I knew enough Spanish to be dangerous. The guys in my MILDET (military detachment) soon learned to just stick to cervesa (beer) and Cuba Libres (rum and Coke). Anything else with a barkeep that didn't speak English meant you could come up with a concoction rather than a drink!
It is possible to find ice Würfel (cubes) up in Germany, but ya gotta know where to look. Nowadays, more and more German establishments, especially immigrant-owned small-businesses, offer beer and sodas chilled down to 38-42°F.

Germans are against ice-cold for a couple reasons. Many Germans store their beer in cellars and these rooms below ground rarely exceed 55°F. Germans are notorious tight-wads; hence a lack of refrigerated drinks. The popular view over there is fridge space is best used for more perishable items. Most of the restaurant brews I got on draft were drawn at around 48-50°F. Traditions are tough to break sometimes.
 
I would think giving a guy a handjob in the men's bathroom would be worth more than ten bucks. I'm out of the loop on such matters though, so I dunno.
It was 1977, so...inflation.

Besides, I didn't start jackin dudes until the mid 80s when my career tanked cause I was strung out on cuh-cane and VHS started dominating porn. Folks paid me ten bucks just to watch me. They made a movie about me.
 
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