This oughta teach the prick a lesson...

[Guest I Got Banned for Sucking]

Check this out.

[Red Hot Thumbtack In The Eye 0]

You shouldn't have broken into the beer and tooted on the bugle. I hope you learned a valuable lesson ib

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

Dad- “what did you use this corkscrew for?”

Son-  “To open the beer.”

Dad-  “What about this cork?”

Son-  “What cork?”

Dad-  “This cork.”

Son   “Oh, THAT cork. I drank some wine too.”

Dad-  “Well I hope you enjoyed that because it cost $120.00 a  bottle!”

 

Ha.

 

Not sure if I believe this or not, but it's damn funny. I wonder why no games are being sold...

[Guest Fook]

Stupid kid. Serves him right.

[The Dames 0]

You guys on a fucking roll today.

 

Dames

[Guest FrigidSoul]

You shouldn't have broken into the beer and tooted on the bugle. I hope you learned a valuable lesson ib

Fosters; Australian for "No More PS2"

[The Czech Republic 0]

Selling your kid's stuff on eBay as punishment...that's beautifully dysfunctional and dysfunctionally beautiful.

[Krankor 0]

Muahah I love this. He should auction off all of his games too that way his son is completely screwed over.

 

This still doesn't beat the bologna sandwhich that I saw sold on eBay.

[Guest Man Of 1,004 Modes]

This still doesn't beat the bologna sandwhich that I saw sold on eBay.

Are you fucking kidding me? Maybe thats worse than someone selling a used pencil with teethmarks in it because I have seen that a few times.

[Guest I Got Banned for Sucking]

I saw someone selling a busted lightbulb.

 

But anyone trying to auction off any kind of food pwns the rest.

[Guest Man Of 1,004 Modes]

Half-used can of Cheese-Whiz: American Style.

 

Starting Bid: $8.93

[Guest Cerebus]

Thank God there was no ebay when I was a kid...

[Lightning Flik 0]

Muahah I love this. He should auction off all of his games too that way his son is completely screwed over.

 

This still doesn't beat the bologna sandwhich that I saw sold on eBay.

Ah... But here's the torture... Having him keep his games means he can just feel depressive that the only way he can play them is a PS2.

 

After a few months, you (being a true gamer) start to get really depressed and aggrivated about it. You have these great little games here, but there is NOTHING TO PLAY THEM.

 

You could play them at a friend's house, but that just drives the wounds deeper as you only get to play them when you are at your friend's house, and only if you can convince your friend's parents to let you.

 

Trust me, the little punk will definitely be willing to listen to his parents demands.

[Guest Vitamin X]

Trust me, the little punk will definitely be willing to listen to his parents demands.

SO I AM MINUS ABOUT $177 FOR THIS WEEKEND LITTLE ANTICS.  NOT TO MENTION THE AGGRAVATION OF THE ARUGING, LYING AND DECEPTION. I AM NOT GOING TO PUT UP WITH THAT KIND OF BEHAVIOR FROM A CHILD. EVEN A 6’3” 13 YEAR OR ANY ONE WHO DISRESPECTS ME & MY STUFF.

 

 

 

SO CHILDREN LISTEN UP DO NOT DISRESPECT YPUR PARENTS YOUR FRIENDS OR YOURSELF BECAUSE US PARENTS ARE SMARTER THAN YOU AND WE WILL FIND OUT ABOUT ANY AND ALL THINGS YOU TRY TO HIDE.

 

 

 

I AM SELLING THOS PRIZE possession TO RECOOP WHAT I LOST.

 

1. 6'3" 13 year old? Big kid.

2. This auction information is an English teacher's worst nightmare.

3. A $120 Dom Perignon, beer, and a bugle still doesn't add up to the Playstation 2's original price of $300.

4. How the fuck is it such a prized possession if all he had were two controllers? No games are being sold with it...

[Slayer 0]

Thank God there was no ebay when I was a kid...

Eh, my dad would've just sold it to one of our neighbors...

 

Wait, actually he did do that...

 

Then there were stories I heard from/about classmates with fathers who apparently had no intentions of recovering economic losses, as their remedy for removing a video game machine from their house involved instruments such as an axe or baseball bat

[Guest Fook]

My parents weren't that aggressive, they just threw the systems and games away in the middle of the night when we couldn't do anything about it.

 

We'd do something that warrented punishment, but nothing would happen initially. We'd go to bed thinking that was that, but wake up in the morning to find the Gameboy gone forever.

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

All my old man used to do was give out a whopping. He used this board with a nail through it and whenever he had me in position he'd raise the board up with the pointy part of the nail facing me. Then, when the board was out of my line of sight he'd flip his wrist so the "dull" side of the board would hit me.

 

The anticipation of getting hit was much worse than the actual act itself...

[Guest Choken One]

Thank God there was no ebay when I was a kid...

Eh, my dad would've just sold it to one of our neighbors...

 

Wait, actually he did do that...

 

Then there were stories I heard from/about classmates with fathers who apparently had no intentions of recovering economic losses, as their remedy for removing a video game machine from their house involved instruments such as an axe or baseball bat

Taking the games and locking them up in a box never occured to them?

[Guest MikeSC]

Didn't somebody once sell his services as your arch-nemesis on ebay?

-=Mike

[Dr. Tom 0]

This still doesn't beat the bologna sandwhich that I saw sold on eBay.

Are you fucking kidding me? Maybe thats worse than someone selling a used pencil with teethmarks in it because I have seen that a few times.

A friend of mine has been selling dead cicadas on eBay. People on the west coast have never seen them, so they're curious enough to buy them. I swear, the sumbitch could sell ice to an eskimo...

[Jobber of the Week 0]

My guess is it's a lie,

 

Also, we had a neighbor with a 6'4 13 year old when I was in my mid-teens and well shorter than he was, so it can happen. Fucker always used to go faster than me on bicycles all the time, until he crashed out and almost broke something. And guess who was nearby and had to help support him all the way home?

 

Go try and carry Shaq O'Neal for a block and you'll know what I felt like when I got home.

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

I've been over six feet tall since my early teens, too.

[Guest I Got Banned for Sucking]

My guess is it's a lie,

 

Also, we had a neighbor with a 6'4 13 year old when I was in my mid-teens and well shorter than he was, so it can happen. Fucker always used to go faster than me on bicycles all the time, until he crashed out and almost broke something. And guess who was nearby and had to help support him all the way home?

 

Go try and carry Shaq O'Neal for a block and you'll know what I felt like when I got home.

That's fucking hilarious.

[starvenger 0]

Muahah I love this. He should auction off all of his games too that way his son is completely screwed over.

 

This still doesn't beat the bologna sandwhich that I saw sold on eBay.

Ah... But here's the torture... Having him keep his games means he can just feel depressive that the only way he can play them is a PS2.

 

After a few months, you (being a true gamer) start to get really depressed and aggrivated about it. You have these great little games here, but there is NOTHING TO PLAY THEM.

I can't call myself a true gamer, but I was going through withdrawals when my PS2 was getting repaired.

 

And I don't care if this is true or not - it's a fucking brilliant idea...

[Mole 0]

I might have to try this if my GameCube doesn't sell.

[Guest El Satanico]

According to the description, the PS2 was their only real bargaining chip and they sell it? That's not so smart.

 

Let this be a lesson to all...don't buy Dom when you could just as easily buy Mad Dog or Boone's Farm. At the prices for Mad Dog or Boone's you don't have to worry if someone else drinks it. Besides who keep Dom in a fridge.

[Guest CronoT]

All my old man used to do was give out a whopping. He used this board with a nail through it and whenever he had me in position he'd raise the board up with the pointy part of the nail facing me. Then, when the board was out of my line of sight he'd flip his wrist so the "dull" side of the board would hit me.

 

The anticipation of getting hit was much worse than the actual act itself...

...and psychologists and CPS people wonder why our generation is so fucked up....

 

Back on topic: When I got my Super NES, my mom didn't want to have to buy me games for both systems, so she said I had to sell my NES at a garage sale we had. (Yes, my family is really white trashy, shut up.) So, I sold it, and didn't give much thought to it, because I had a Super NES and all my SNES games to play.

 

The kicker? My mom ended up being the one who missed my NES the most. She could never get into any of the games on the SNES. I swear, as God as my witness, she would sometimes stay up playing Tetris or Dr. Mario on it until 1 or 2 in the morning. The problem? The NES was in my room! She would borrow Dr. Mario from my aunt all the time, or, to be more realistic, she would hide it in her purse when she was leaving the house, and wait until my aunt found out her copy was missing.

 

I forbade my mom from buying Dr. Mario, because I knew I would either never get any sleep, or I would have to move the NES out of my room to get it. One week, after three straight school nights of doing this, I hid my controllers when I went to bed. My mom woke me up a little after midnight; which, to a normal 11-12 year old might as well be the middle of the night, and asked me where the controllers were, because she really wanted to play Dr. Mario, and she couldn't find them. I told her to go to bed.

 

The next morning, I told her I had hidden the controllers, because I was tired of her keeping me up until 1 or 2 in the morning. I told her we could arrange it so we could both play it for a good while, and both of us could get our sleep at night.

[Guest Man Of 1,004 Modes]

No offense, but I hope your mother got a life instead of being addicted to Dr. fucking Mario forever.

[Guest Seven Sins]

Let this be a lesson to all...don't buy Dom when you could just as easily buy Mad Dog or Boone's Farm. At the prices for Mad Dog or Boone's you don't have to worry if someone else drinks it. Besides who keep Dom in a fridge.

what the hell?

[Guest El Satanico]

 

Let this be a lesson to all...don't buy Dom when you could just as easily buy Mad Dog or Boone's Farm. At the prices for Mad Dog or Boone's you don't have to worry if someone else drinks it. Besides who keep Dom in a fridge.

what the hell?

Are you not familiar with the the type of wine that's often referred to as "hobo wine"? Boones Farm is the Dom of "hobo wines".