Epic Moments In Your Life...

[Cobraman]

Gonna have to disagree on both of those.

gay.

[DON SVO]

My mother passing away last year. It was epic in that I had to shift my focus in life drastically to prevent her situation recurring in myself.

[Nash B.]

gay.

Not really. It was just far from epic.

[Sean88gt]

Not really. It was just far from epic.

But the girl was epig.

[Cobraman]

Not really. It was just far from epic.

I feel a first time sex thread brewin. lol

[momo]

But the girl was epig.

brilliant!

[347Mike]

But the girl was epig.

lmao

[Nash B.]

I feel a first time sex thread brewin. lol

Eh, been there, done that, still have the MS Paints

[Geor!]

But the girl was epig.

lulz

[jasone]

the first time I took a heroic dose of mushrooms and floated the guadalupe river.

[TonyMCev]

This was before they repealed Don't Ask, Don't Tell, right?

you ever served?

if you don't know what that's like, you will never understand...

[Moose242]

Probably when my best friend died on the way to work on his motorcycle in 2008. Epic in the worst possible way.

Also when I had a heart attack my sophomore year of college. That sucked.

[Sean88gt]

Probably when my best friend died on the way to work on his motorcycle in 2008. Epic in the worst possible way.

Also when I had a heart attack my sophomore year of college. That sucked.

Stress, genectics or an 8 ball?

[dumpycapri85]

I have had quite a few emotional peeks in my life both good and bad . Its funny and cool the way these times burn into your memory and the way they can fash back in the blink of an eye . My best would deffinatly be the birth of my son and the way everthing I had ever done in my life in that moment seamed meaningless . The worst would be seeing my grandfather days before he died from canser . These are the things that give us depth and make our life exsperiance worth something .

[Moose242]

Stress, genectics or an 8 ball?

Stress from finals, combined with adderall (I was prescribed) and 2 big ass redbulls.

I woke up in the middle of the night feeling like I was getting stabbed in the chest repeatedly with a knife, so I went to the hospital. They asked me how much cocaine I had done, and when I said "none" they got in my face and said they really needed to know how much. It took several back and forths for them to finally believe me.

Wish I had a cooler story to tell, maybe something that started off with "so these two hookers were snorting coke off of my junk..." but hey, wadaya gonna do.