I’ve been gone for a while…
I had a score to settle with a soccer player named Felix in a little place call LaMesa. Happily I can report that score has been settled. (I’ll tell the rest of the story another time)

Coming back to Eroids feels different. I feel different. I feel old. I feel like time has changed me, I don’t know what it is. Back in the early days of Eroids, I was the young, sexy, shredded up and comer, 265 lbs of sexual man meat, getting stalked by every chick who ever visited the site (and even a few dudes), no homo. I was young and alive, too young carry a convo in over 40 lounge, and too horny to stay out of the Ladies lounge. I spent most of my time sleeping on Tread M’s couch in the famous west hills trailer park. I was Banging chicks in the eroid van, killing hookers with Viking, writing poetry and eating Ice cream with 7gothic, and getting therapy from grrrlll. (Where the hell is girrrl?)
I spent day after day in the forums verbally assaulting douche bags like Supernova, dudebro and Monster666, (if you know you know) Rusty was just a mere piece of poo on Cinderella’s finger. In those days spent hours talking about home brewed finaplix tren and the fight game with Nitti, Pale wasn’t even Pale back then, but was one of my closest friends. I still like that guy, no homo.
The “No Homo guide book was quoted regularly to fight off the demons of No Homo” (can I even say that anymore? No homo? This was long before Muta was Joey. A young Irish was pinning pecs and Hllwdbdboy was always looking to put me in timeout. Zewi’s wife was cybering me on the daily. ( It was hot until I found out Zewi’s wife was actually Zewi) No homo.
It was a different time. Noid was a tough but fair Mod, even Grrrl was a mod with her velvet hammer. I even remember the day that I suggested that they make a moderator out of a trustworthy young man who went by the name Greg. I hate to be an I told you so kind of guy..but I told you Greg would make a damn fine mod. Back in the day BFG was BFG. The same BFG he is now. The quiet king. I think through the years, I figured out who most people were in real life..but not BFG. He’ has always been a mystery and I liked it that way: My imagination has always pictured a 6 foot 5 Ronnie Coleman who happens to be a genius with a good heart. That’s who I see when I think of BFG.
I had a lot of fun back in those days. I’m excited to see if the new place is the same party it used to be.
It was a party….Damn this place was a party. Lol,. Maybe it was too much of a party…if there is such a thing as too much of a party.
If your an old head and remember the party days stop by in the comments and say Hi. I missed all of you.
All my love, no homo
Ed.