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Stay out of this livingstoned....I don't want to have to tell everyone what you were doing with Trey and Benny in the closet!!!

I knew you were jealous!! Oh and please do tell everyone about my drunken adventures with Trey and Benny that night - and don't leave out any details - I know you were peeping. - pervert!

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I can neither confirm nor deny Cully's various nefarious activities but the Trey rumour is true.

Basically he crashed the after party on New Years. He barged into the living room and commenced rambling about the production values of "Shine" and about the quality of his vocals in particular.

Right away I started patting my head and rubbing my stomach, which is our house's "Don't encourage Trey" signal, but it was Cully's first time hanging here and he was pretty awestruck with Trey's presence so he started asking a lot of questions.

Shit like "What's the best 'Cincinnati' you've ever played?", "Have you been working on 'At the Barbeque'?", "Can I get an a cappella 'Friday'?".....crap like that. Naturally I turned up the volume on The Dead in an attempt to get Trey back to his roots but he just started talking louder.

I gave Cully a little quality Trey time but after a while it just got annoying so I corralled Trey into my room. I tried feeding him a handful of sleeping pills but he passed, saying something about being clean, and started pushing towards the living room. In an effort to slow him down I threw on some '94 Phish mp3s.

He listened for about 10 minutes and then just broke down. Serious blubbering. I just couldn't stand to see him like that, it was painful. I knew what I had to do. I started channeling the spirit of his kung-fu doppelganger and gave Trey a Chuck Norris, amnesia inducing roundhouse.

My plan was to erase the last 13 years of his memory and bring him back to '93, scheming to get 5 more great years out of him. In my intoxicated state I think I miscalculated the intensity of blow needed for the job and all I did was erase the last 13 minutes.

He immediately started talking about "Shine" again and his desire to write a top 40 hit. The guy was still pretty dazed from the roundhouse so I got him to sit on my bed, put on "Touch on Grey", handed him a photo of the fences being torn down at The Dead Deer Creek '95 show (which I keep handy to suppress my own desire to write a top 40 hit), dimmed the lights and told him to be careful for what he wished for.

I checked on him a few hours later but he was gone and Alexis' smokes were missing (see Alexis, Cully and Del didn't smoke them, they were just covering Trey's punk ass).

I actually started feeling pretty bad for kicking my musical idol in the face but then I remembered Coventry and decided it was all square.

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i thought you said it went like this:

Basically he crashed the after party on New Years. He barged into the living room and commenced rambling about the production values of "Cully does O-town" and about the quality of his oral scenes in particular.

Right away I started patting my ball and rubbing my cock, which is our house's "gang bang time" signal, but it was Cully's first time hanging here and he was pretty awestruck with Trev's huge penis so he started asking a lot of questions.

sh!t like "What's the best 'Cincinnati Steamer' you've ever laid?", "Have you been working out lately?, "Can I get a reach around?".....crap like that. Naturally I turned my ass to the air and started to give him head in an attempt to get Cully back to his roots but he just started ejaculating

I gave Cully a little quality Stapes time but after a while it just got annoying so I corralled Cully into my room. I tried feeding him a handful of Viagra but he passed, saying something about being rock hard, then started pushing towards the living room. In an effort to slow him down I threw on some kinky lingerie.

He watched me for about 10 minutes and then just broke down. Serious masturbating. I just couldn't stand to see him like that, it was painful. I knew what I had to do. I started channeling the spirit of his weight loss doppelganger and gave Cully a Richard Simon, amnesia inducing man love session.

My plan was to erase the last 4 years of his memory and bring him back to '2001, scheming to get all traces of heterosexuality out of him. In my intoxicated state I think I miscalculated the intensity of blow job needed and all I did was erase the last 13 minutes.

He immediately started talking about "Cull does O-town" again and his desire to get some fake tits. The guy was still pretty dazed from the man love so I got him to sit on my bed, put on "Touch me Gary", handed him a photo of the me in my stiletto heals at The Dead Deer Creek '95 (which I keep handy to suppress my own desire to get fake tits), dimmed the lights and told him to be careful for what he wished for.

I checked on him a few hours later but he was gone and Alexis' strap on's were missing (see Del didn't take them, they were just all up Cully's sweat ass).

I actually started feeling pretty bad for Cully's but then I remembered its Cully so who cares

hahahaha

Disclaimer: my intention is not to offend or hurt any persons. this was meant as a joke.

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