When You Were Sitting During The Meetings What Were You Really Thinkng About? (page 4)

jookbeard

the retarded lad in our cong who would have his hand up for every single question and what piece of originality he could muster up for his next comment and how much of a laughing fit I would have, the best one was "Satans going to cause a civil war"

Would wonder if the 2 absolute stunners ever put their hands up and break the habit of a life time of never ever answering, and are they wearing stockings and suspenders.

the "trying too hard" brothers who are reaching out and making the talks completely cringe worthy.

Would my wife let me have sex with her tonight, she's looking rather fetching , I doubt it though.

Wonder if there will be beers after at our favourite local pub?

Wondering where Steve the dirty old fried brained hippy is tonight.

finally awake

sex

jemba

The final song and prayer signalling that it was over and i could get the fluck outta there.

jookbeard

the sexy Japanese sister who hasn't got any idea whatsoever how to control her toddler son, if she came onto me would it be reciprocated? without any doubt.

jookbeard

the young sister in our cong(who I quite fancy) who I know is leading a double life , what should I talk to her about after the meeting without her knowing what I know, I always make a point of talking to her.

tiki

yawn............you clap at the end of the pt because you're so dammm glad it's over.............

wonder why women had such bad hairdos......

assign IQ scores to attendees........

take bathroom breaks.....hang out in the back of the hall....standing so the numb arse could regain circulation.

WTWizard

Usually, I was thinking about what I hoped would go wrong. Preferably that the whole thing would end early. Or, that the CD player would break, or the tape get eaten during the Kingdumb malady. During the announcements, I would meditate on certain people getting disfellowshipped and the announcement being made, only to be disappointed when they introduced the next part. And during the prayer, I felt that none of it applied to me in any way.

Now, if only I could have done black magick during the boasting session, I would make it so the lights would go out and the place go pitch dark (no backup lights, either) each time the song is about to begin. And it would ruin the sound system. I would also have liked to time a blizzard so one would always hit just in time to cancel each and every boasting session. During summer, I would like a blackout to hit the Kingdumb Hell some 2 hours before so they would have time to cancel the boasting session. And, for field circus, I would fix it so no one would be home.

konceptual99

When I was a teenager, my friends and I would have debates about which of the married sisters in their late 30s/40s needed a right good seeing too. Typical pubescent boy stuff.

Now I wonder about which of the teenage lads is thinking the same thing about my wife. And how I would crush their balls if they ever said anything.

I also think about all the junk that is being spewed out and how I wish I could just stop going.

scotoma

The joys of chinese water torture.

breakfast of champions

Beer and hot wings with friends after the meeting.

When You Were Sitting During The Meetings What Were You Really Thinkng About?

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