Marcel Marceau's Dead

posted by: John R.





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Gregggggggg

Posted By: John R.

I just went to south of the border for the weekend with a bunch of people. I forgot the name of the country we were in but it wasn't the US Americas. We stayed at this condo resort place up on a cliff. It had a couple hot tubs and a communal pool area in the back. That's where we encountered Gregg. I suppose he probably spells his name 'Greg' but just looking at the guy makes you think "Greggggg". He was a short, tubby guy with longish blond hair. He acutally looked like the guy who sings "Life Is A Highway"

if the guy who sings that song had

been in the sun all day eating turds.

Gregg spent the entire time waddling around trying to meet & greet everyone at the resort even though he didn't work there (however if we had any problems with the security guy we were supposed to tell them we were with Gregg and we'd have no problems). He had a group of other tubby guys with him who were equally annoying but kept to themselves. Not to sound like a jerk, but when I go on vacation I want to be left alone and not make any friends. Greg introduced himself to me three times over the weekend. Once each day. He'd ask me where I lived and i'd say Silver Lake then EVERY TIME he'd respond with "Oh my brother lives up there in Hollywood! His name's Bill!" then give me this stupid anticipation look like 'waiting for me to say I know Bill' like I'd have any clue who the fuck he's talking about without giving me a last name or any sort of description. I should have just been all "Oh Bill! I know Bill! Hollywood bill!". But then later I was thinking that maybe Bill is just the Hollywood version of Gregg like if there really was a guy named Bill who lived in Hollywood and acted like Gregg fucking acts i'd probably immediately know who he was talking about.

Gregg would come over to our group a lot and ask what we were doing, who was winning the poker game etc. I guess he was being nice but when a drunk guy you don't want to have anything to do with comes up and keeps being all "oh HAI GUYZ!" it gets a little annoying (not that i'm EVER annoying when I'm drunk).

Here's what Gregg did to make me think he's the raddest guy on the planet: on Sunday afternoon there were these two lesbian ladies out on the patio having a big fight about something that happened. They're crying and screaming at each other and then out of nowhere fucking Gregg comes up and tries to get them to HAVE A THREESOME WITH HIM. He was actually saying shit like "Just tell me what I have to do or say to make this happen". He fucking really said that sentence to two lesbians who were fighting. Now I don't think Gregg is awesome for trying to hook up with some lesbians, but for how awesomely clueless he is. "Oh man. Those lesbians are over there crying and fighting. This is the perfect opportunity for me to try and get them to have sex with me!". Brilliant! Not only are they lesbians who aren't into men, but they're in the middle of a fucking fight with each other so any type of sex is the last thing on their mind, let alone sex with a little tubby troll. I wish they'd been all "Ok Gregg. To make this happen you need to fuck one of your fat hairy guy friends in front of us. Then we can do whatever you want".

Oh also on the way to ensenada we saw a guy shitting into a tin can on the side of the road. When we crossed the border we saw a zombie guy wandering in between cars with blood on his face who looked like christpher reeve as superman only with a tiny head and giant body. Also we saw some lady with a giant deformed foot that will give me nightmares. All three of those people had sex with Gregg and this is where they ended up.

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