Porn accidently showed in place of Church TV

[Almighty Colin]

A family who turned on the TV Christmas morning to watch choirs sing instead was treated to some naughty programming.

"I turn it to Channel 15 and there's this naked lady on the screen — I mean full-frontal, get-the-hell-out-of-here pornography," David Umana, of Kenmore, Ohio, told The Associated Press. "When I tell about Christmas 2004, I'm betting this will be one of my best stories."

Umana's teenage sons, 15 and 17, had left the room, but he and his wife, Karen, caught the porn on the local public access station and called the cable company.

A Time Warner Cable official said that a church program was slated to go on air that morning, but that the wrong tape must have been played.

"I don't think the church group submitted that," Chris Thomas, the cable company's director of government affairs, told the AP.

Daytime programming on the station generally comes from local schools, but material for the other time slots can come from anywhere. Akron officials have been unsuccessful in their efforts to shut down skin shows at the station.

[Nickatilynx]

I accidently returned one of my homemade "Art" films to the video store instead of some video I had been renting.

It got laughs and sympathy , but surprisingly, 2 thumbs up from Rogers and Egbert.

Hoping to have it entered in the Sundance Festival.

;-))

[Almighty Colin]

Originally posted by Nickatilynx@Dec 30 2004, 12:49 PM
I accidently returned one of my homemade "Art" films to the video store instead of some video I had been renting.
Seriously?

[Nickatilynx]

Seriously...

However...


Never ever let the truth get in the way of a good story.

;-)))

[Almighty Colin]

Originally posted by Nickatilynx@Dec 30 2004, 12:54 PM
Seriously...

However...


Never ever let the truth get in the way of a good story.

;-)))
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[Nickatilynx]

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Saturday January 5th. 7:50 am. Kidnapped by CEN CEO JoeE in the Venetian Casino. Sitting at a Black Jack table with $40,000 in chips, he spies Amanda and I pulling up to a nearby table. "You! You two are coming with me!" Old friends reunited. Joe at 8 am after hours of not sleeping. Prepare Thyself. He starts handing $1000 chips to people in the casino, saying "Hey! This is Vegas, right?!" He asks the Casino to cash in his Chips for him. They say it's policy that given the amount he has to walk the chips over himself. With a guard, JoeE hands Amanda the Forty Grand and says, "Hey, go cash in these chips for me." The guard says to Amanda, "Take these. Just stay close to me. We're going to make a dash for the door!". Then suddenly Amanda and I are whisked off into JoeE's "Where Ville" and "Way Out Ville." Time with Joe. Strings of one word sentences flowing like Poetry. JoeE style. "Rapadelic." It is a few hours later when we make our escape.

12:15 pm. Time to meet Bo. Bo runs an operation he'd rather not talk about or even have anyone know about. Amanda, Daddy T, Chris, and I catch a limo ride with him to the Tropicana.. The Tropicana. A real Vegas hotel that smells like old stale smoke. No gloss. No Disney in the Desert. We make our way through the Casino past the old fat ladies in Black shirts that say Las Vegas in bold gold and silver letters. We catch the Champagne Breakfast. Two hours later we're bubblified. Wasted. Bo insists we head to his Penthouse Suite back at the Venetian. The drugged sky rips open. Bo reaches into his pocket and grabs a fat joint and a huge bag of white powder. He grabs a fistful of coke and spreads it on the table in his room. No straw. No bill. Nothing. Just sticks his face straight into the mess and I hear a vacuous sucking sound . Bo sticks four fingers into the white mound and wipes them on my shoes. Then he licks the powder right off my shoes. Click! Whrrr!. Click! Pull! Blurrr!

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Totally believable to me! :)

[Almighty Colin]

Originally posted by Nickatilynx@Dec 30 2004, 01:04 PM
Totally believable to me! :)
The stuff I left out was way worse. I think. I really can't remember anymore.

[leedsfan]

Originally posted by Nickatilynx@Dec 30 2004, 10:04 AM
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Saturday January 5th. 7:50 am. Kidnapped by CEN CEO JoeE in the Venetian Casino. Sitting at a Black Jack table with $40,000 in chips, he spies Amanda and I pulling up to a nearby table. "You! You two are coming with me!" Old friends reunited. Joe at 8 am after hours of not sleeping. Prepare Thyself. He starts handing $1000 chips to people in the casino, saying "Hey! This is Vegas, right?!" He asks the Casino to cash in his Chips for him. They say it's policy that given the amount he has to walk the chips over himself. With a guard, JoeE hands Amanda the Forty Grand and says, "Hey, go cash in these chips for me." The guard says to Amanda, "Take these. Just stay close to me. We're going to make a dash for the door!". Then suddenly Amanda and I are whisked off into JoeE's "Where Ville" and "Way Out Ville." Time with Joe. Strings of one word sentences flowing like Poetry. JoeE style. "Rapadelic." It is a few hours later when we make our escape.

12:15 pm. Time to meet Bo. Bo runs an operation he'd rather not talk about or even have anyone know about. Amanda, Daddy T, Chris, and I catch a limo ride with him to the Tropicana.. The Tropicana. A real Vegas hotel that smells like old stale smoke. No gloss. No Disney in the Desert. We make our way through the Casino past the old fat ladies in Black shirts that say Las Vegas in bold gold and silver letters. We catch the Champagne Breakfast. Two hours later we're bubblified. Wasted. Bo insists we head to his Penthouse Suite back at the Venetian. The drugged sky rips open. Bo reaches into his pocket and grabs a fat joint and a huge bag of white powder. He grabs a fistful of coke and spreads it on the table in his room. No straw. No bill. Nothing. Just sticks his face straight into the mess and I hear a vacuous sucking sound . Bo sticks four fingers into the white mound and wipes them on my shoes. Then he licks the powder right off my shoes. Click! Whrrr!. Click! Pull! Blurrr!

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Totally believable to me! :)
wait a minute...

[Nickatilynx]

and a huge bag of white powder. He grabs a fistful of coke and spreads it on the table in his room. No straw. No bill. Nothing. Just sticks his face straight into the mess and I hear a vacuous sucking sound

1999 - 2002 that was just another day in paradise...

;-)))

The Good Ol , Bad Ol days...

[Anthony]

Originally posted by Nickatilynx@Dec 30 2004, 10:04 AM
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Saturday January 5th. 7:50 am. Kidnapped by CEN CEO JoeE in the Venetian Casino. Sitting at a Black Jack table with $40,000 in chips, he spies Amanda and I pulling up to a nearby table. "You! You two are coming with me!" Old friends reunited. Joe at 8 am after hours of not sleeping. Prepare Thyself. He starts handing $1000 chips to people in the casino, saying "Hey! This is Vegas, right?!" He asks the Casino to cash in his Chips for him. They say it's policy that given the amount he has to walk the chips over himself. With a guard, JoeE hands Amanda the Forty Grand and says, "Hey, go cash in these chips for me." The guard says to Amanda, "Take these. Just stay close to me. We're going to make a dash for the door!". Then suddenly Amanda and I are whisked off into JoeE's "Where Ville" and "Way Out Ville." Time with Joe. Strings of one word sentences flowing like Poetry. JoeE style. "Rapadelic." It is a few hours later when we make our escape.

12:15 pm. Time to meet Bo. Bo runs an operation he'd rather not talk about or even have anyone know about. Amanda, Daddy T, Chris, and I catch a limo ride with him to the Tropicana.. The Tropicana. A real Vegas hotel that smells like old stale smoke. No gloss. No Disney in the Desert. We make our way through the Casino past the old fat ladies in Black shirts that say Las Vegas in bold gold and silver letters. We catch the Champagne Breakfast. Two hours later we're bubblified. Wasted. Bo insists we head to his Penthouse Suite back at the Venetian. The drugged sky rips open. Bo reaches into his pocket and grabs a fat joint and a huge bag of white powder. He grabs a fistful of coke and spreads it on the table in his room. No straw. No bill. Nothing. Just sticks his face straight into the mess and I hear a vacuous sucking sound . Bo sticks four fingers into the white mound and wipes them on my shoes. Then he licks the powder right off my shoes. Click! Whrrr!. Click! Pull! Blurrr!

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Totally believable to me! :)
Shit, that's a fucking lightweight night.

Throw in Tank Stories, me trying to kill the dealer, 5 days of no sleep and you got a party!

[Nickatilynx]

Originally posted by Anthony+Dec 30 2004, 10:55 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (Anthony @ Dec 30 2004, 10:55 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-Nickatilynx@Dec 30 2004, 10:04 AM
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Saturday January 5th. 7:50 am. Kidnapped by CEN CEO JoeE in the Venetian Casino. Sitting at a Black Jack table with $40,000 in chips, he spies Amanda and I pulling up to a nearby table. "You! You two are coming with me!" Old friends reunited. Joe at 8 am after hours of not sleeping. Prepare Thyself. He starts handing $1000 chips to people in the casino, saying "Hey! This is Vegas, right?!" He asks the Casino to cash in his Chips for him. They say it's policy that given the amount he has to walk the chips over himself. With a guard, JoeE hands Amanda the Forty Grand and says, "Hey, go cash in these chips for me." The guard says to Amanda, "Take these. Just stay close to me. We're going to make a dash for the door!". Then suddenly Amanda and I are whisked off into JoeE's "Where Ville" and "Way Out Ville." Time with Joe. Strings of one word sentences flowing like Poetry. JoeE style. "Rapadelic." It is a few hours later when we make our escape.

12:15 pm. Time to meet Bo. Bo runs an operation he'd rather not talk about or even have anyone know about. Amanda, Daddy T, Chris, and I catch a limo ride with him to the Tropicana.. The Tropicana. A real Vegas hotel that smells like old stale smoke. No gloss. No Disney in the Desert. We make our way through the Casino past the old fat ladies in Black shirts that say Las Vegas in bold gold and silver letters. We catch the Champagne Breakfast. Two hours later we're bubblified. Wasted. Bo insists we head to his Penthouse Suite back at the Venetian. The drugged sky rips open. Bo reaches into his pocket and grabs a fat joint and a huge bag of white powder. He grabs a fistful of coke and spreads it on the table in his room. No straw. No bill. Nothing. Just sticks his face straight into the mess and I hear a vacuous sucking sound . Bo sticks four fingers into the white mound and wipes them on my shoes. Then he licks the powder right off my shoes. Click! Whrrr!. Click! Pull! Blurrr!

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Totally believable to me! :)
Shit, that's a fucking lightweight night.

Throw in Tank Stories, me trying to kill the dealer, 5 days of no sleep and you got a party! [/b][/quote]
ahahahahahahahahahaha

(pissing myself here lol)

Yeah you wanted kill him for no reason either... "He's looking at me in a funny way"

ahahahahahahahahahaha

And you BASTARDS used to use every means to get me to talk about my love of Tanks , and then when I did giggle like bitches and taunt the shit out of me!!!

;-)))

We haven't even gone near the following stories:

my birthday evening
girl with broken jaw
Mustang Absinthe combo...

and many many more...

and lets errr not! ;-))

[Peaches]

A full frontal naked woman is "get-the-hell-out-of-here pornography"? :lol:

[Almighty Colin]

Originally posted by Anthony@Dec 30 2004, 01:55 PM
Shit, that's a fucking lightweight night.
I was under contract. You know what pushed the envelope with 'em? Getting the girl to clean up with ice that "Naked Josh" had just pissed on. Also a true story.

WARNING: Do NOT get ice from the public machines in a hotel.

[Pornwolf]

I remember reading The Neon Jungle a year after I got into the biz. After reading it I said to myself, 'Self, these are my kind of people!' Good stuff Colin! :biglaugh: