View Full Version : 2012 BBS Meetup

11-14-2011, 11:06 AM
Where should it be this year? Who's going?

11-14-2011, 10:50 PM
Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada.

I'll be there.

11-15-2011, 12:56 AM
Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada.

I'll be there.

We can all party it up at Portage and Main!

11-15-2011, 07:07 AM
Birmingham! I'll bring ice cream!

11-15-2011, 07:08 AM
My bedroom.

JohnnyNemesis is the only one invited.

11-15-2011, 07:11 AM
Someone say penis?

11-16-2011, 05:26 PM
We can all party it up at Portage and Main!

And get some transvestite prostitutes!

11-16-2011, 05:51 PM
My bedroom.

JohnnyNemesis is the only one invited.


11-16-2011, 05:52 PM
As if there's any other kind.

11-16-2011, 08:30 PM
I wanna hang out with trannys!

11-16-2011, 09:09 PM
I imagine walking up to the 1337 in some park in NYC as they are all smiling and laughing amongst each other. Together, without me. As I begin to approach them, several of them notice my presence and turn their heads in my direction. One by one, the smiles vanish from their faces. Soon, all of them are glaring at me curiously and cautiously.

"Bighead?" one of them asks.

"Uh yeah...that's me" I say with an awkward smile.

The next thing I know, their suspicious stares turn into ferocious, violent faces. It's as if I'm looking into the wide, piercing eyes of a tiger the very moment before he pounces on his helpless prey, eager to tear into it's flesh, completely devoid of any sympathy for his prey and the pain it will endure.

As I instinctively try to turn and run, I am struck hard with a book that one of them had been carrying (naturally). I catch a glimpse of it as it bounces of my noggin and onto the ground. It looks like a smart person book that I wouldn't fucking understand. Despite the sharp pain, I begin to sprint away, hearing their footsteps and angry yells as they begin to hunt me.

"Bighead is just a character. It's just role-playing!" I yell as I run, hoping to gain their sympathy.

The next thing I know I am tripped up. I land hard on my shoulder, followed by my head. I feel a few kicks and punches, and then I black out.

I wake up tied to a chair. There are black people in the room, holding transcripts of all the things I've said about them on these forums. I am tortured and asked to reveal my password for this account. After a few hours, I finally acquiesce, and tell them my password.

The black people change it, and I never am able to post on these forums again.

11-16-2011, 09:20 PM
As if the 1337 are even around anymore...

11-21-2011, 01:08 AM
Bighead's post makes me happy in my JohnnyNemesis.

11-26-2011, 04:24 PM

11-27-2011, 12:57 AM
Congratulations, you've officially become one of us. The rule is "tell one story that people like."

11-29-2011, 06:36 AM
Yeah, it was pretty absorbing, and well written, really, I got into that story. But the real kudos goes to dff_punk for ruining the atmosphere.

11-29-2011, 07:00 AM
lol i am so 1337 now.

11-29-2011, 11:04 AM
Here are your keys to the executive washroom.

11-29-2011, 11:51 AM
Yeah, take those keys, just remember to deny all existence of the 1337 when the next troll starts accusing of a conspiracy.

11-29-2011, 12:02 PM
Somebody send him the password to the secret forum where Sin Studly, Horny Pope, Joy, Endymion, TUNB, 0r4ng3, Tizz, Izie, Betty the_GoDdEsS, Sunny, Horny Pope, Nina, Adriann, Ozymandias, and Eros still post regularly. This man earned it.

11-29-2011, 12:07 PM
ppfffft those guys aren't 1337. Webdude 1337's all over those guys with his 1337inch pe1337is.

01-08-2012, 11:13 AM
The best trick the 1337 ever pulled was convincing the world they didn't exist.