Backyard.Skier
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SANDBOXES RULE!
The sandbox thread
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pussy_puncher
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that is how my grandmother died.
act.resist
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i bury dead hookers in sand boxes
Dragonite.
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You're just the kind of child pedophiles target.
Laurent.
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When I was five or six me and some bros at the time had this wicked plan of trying to tunnel under the school because there clearly had to be a gigantic treasure buried there.Since I was pretty much the Burt Reynolds of the operation, I became the unofficial leader of the gang and the undoubted brains behind the strategy. I drew up plans and strategies and times to dig.
We had a dream, that existed of bathing in mountains of Lego.
On the first day that we began despite a light shower earlier that made the sand and thus the labour heavy, with my plan we made ample progress and we went down quite far, we were all good spirited about a positive outcome on the situation.
On the second day, Kevin got bored and wanted to play with the cars instead, we punched him behind the tree so he wouldn't tell anyone about our plan, a man down and some time wasted fighting our progress wasn't very good that day.
Then day three came along, we persuaded a seven year old, we called him "Sam" he wasn't the smartest but he was very strong, we made excellent progress, tomorrow we could start digging sideways, towards the gratuitous amounts of gold.
Fourth day, we started tunneling sideways, Sam was working in the beginnings of the shaft when disaster struck. Despite the fact that I considered using some big twigs as support for the ceiling and walls in the tunnel they didn't prove to be strong enough to cope with the weight of the concrete barrier. My grasp of physics wasn't that great at the time. A block fell down on Sam's foot, he cried like baby, we ran.
Sam wasn't very smart but he was trustworthy, he never betrayed us, and said he did it all on his own.
I ate the plans during play time, with a satchel of ketchup I had stolen from the cafeteria.
It tasted better then I thought.
We had a dream, that existed of bathing in mountains of Lego.
On the first day that we began despite a light shower earlier that made the sand and thus the labour heavy, with my plan we made ample progress and we went down quite far, we were all good spirited about a positive outcome on the situation.
On the second day, Kevin got bored and wanted to play with the cars instead, we punched him behind the tree so he wouldn't tell anyone about our plan, a man down and some time wasted fighting our progress wasn't very good that day.
Then day three came along, we persuaded a seven year old, we called him "Sam" he wasn't the smartest but he was very strong, we made excellent progress, tomorrow we could start digging sideways, towards the gratuitous amounts of gold.
Fourth day, we started tunneling sideways, Sam was working in the beginnings of the shaft when disaster struck. Despite the fact that I considered using some big twigs as support for the ceiling and walls in the tunnel they didn't prove to be strong enough to cope with the weight of the concrete barrier. My grasp of physics wasn't that great at the time. A block fell down on Sam's foot, he cried like baby, we ran.
Sam wasn't very smart but he was trustworthy, he never betrayed us, and said he did it all on his own.
I ate the plans during play time, with a satchel of ketchup I had stolen from the cafeteria.
It tasted better then I thought.
PlaygroundRapist
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masterhatin
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surprised this isnt 8 pages of "bitch" or "pussy'. OP it doesnt matter whats in ya cup, jus do ya dam thang
_Garagely_
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Sandboxes are the shit. I remember being a kid and using a hose to turn all the sand into mud. Those were the days.
