Please Login or Register to get full access to the forums.

Lost Password?
Current time: 01-27-2026, 07:59 PM (time should display as Pacific time zone; please contact Admin if it appears to be wrong)                                                                


X-treme Wrestling Federation » XWF Live! » 24/7 X-treme Championship » Weird Soma Summers
Post a New Reply
Reply to thread: Weird Soma Summers
Username:
Post Icon:
Your Message:
How's my post?
Start writing…
Post Options:
Thread Subscription:
Specify the type of notification and thread subscription you'd like to have to this thread. (Registered users only)




Image Verification
Please enter the text contained within the image into the text box below it. This process is used to prevent automated spam bots.
Image Verification
(case insensitive)
Please select the number: 1
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

 

Thread Review (Newest First)
Posted by bacchus - 10-31-2024, 05:33 AM
It tastes like a KICK OUT.

And Bacchus takes his belt to-go.
Posted by Charlie Nickles - 10-31-2024, 01:21 AM
Four months ago, Charlie Nickles was walking around his local dive bar in the middle of one of his notorious soma binges. Charlie was seeing dragons and talking to sirens, so he pulled a stool up to the bar and ordered a pin and tonic. He saw a man who looked a lot like Johnny Bacchus come out of the bathroom with an extremely large belt buckle around his waist. This belt buckle looked awfully familiar to Charlie Nickles, so he did what any rational man would do while binging soma til' ya' coma. 

He approached the fine and distinguished gentleman and asked to examine that fine belt buckle. The distinguished gent who looked a lot like Johnny Bacchus, at least in the eyes of a madman, happily handed over the belt buckle to Charlie so that he could wear it for at least a little while. 

"Order up! Charlie's pinning Bacchus on the counter!"

Charlie looked back at the bartender in confusion, because he had ordered a pin and tonic. None the less, Charlie took the belt buckle with him as he went to the bar and pounded down his drink. 

It tasted like sweet, sweet victory.