Ceasar1:

MizMyColi: I woulda believed this story if your moniker wasn't a huge joke

BoiledCorn: so you call me liar ehh??

Not You, Your Moniker

MizMyColi: Not You, Your Moniker

BoiledCorn: Thank God I sat at the door side. It was just this fine morning that my vehicle decide to knock engine. So I reluctantly enter molue and sit beside this fine girl. Light skinned, human hair, artificial nails, etcetera etcetera etcetera. She was looking uncomfortable sweating, looking left and right, squeesing face and tight fisted. To cut the long story short, inside a bus packed with over 20 people, she hartlessly decide to release. KPOOO!!! The odour was too much that we had to stop and I ran out. My perfumed blazer didn't smell the same anymore so I threw it away and ran to change my other clothes. They were about to gather and beat her, they saw hot shiit rolling down her legs. That was when their anger turned to sympathy......

1. So you sat behind the lady in a molue and you could still see her face moving from left to right

2. So after the "mess" you ran back to your car(which might be like 6streets away) to change your cloths

Guy if you won lie, at least put inspiration na

vizkiz:

1. So you sat behind the lady in a molue and you could still see her face moving from left to right

2. So after the "mess" you ran back to your car(which might be like 6streets away) to change your cloths

Guy if you won lie, at least put inspiration na

BoiledCorn: Who move this true life story to jokers section