The_Jordanator

Eew! Eew! Omigod! It's Eews day Tuesday! Do you know what that means? Things are about to get gross. Before I start off this week's gross story sharing time, the winner of Last week's Eews-day Tuesday is AceKebabs, who made us go eeeeww! Will you wear the crown next week? You can, if you can top my story for this week: So I was at the beach one day on holiday with the family. I wanted to hop into a wetsuit to go surfing a little bit when I realized I still was wearing my underwear underneath my boxer shorts. I don't like my undies in the sea. That's fine, I'll go get out of them in the changing rooms. I get there, to find there's only one handicapped stall, a urinal and basin. Pretty basic and grungy. I walk into the stall to get changed when hellloooo!!! It was the smell that hit me first. And when I realized what it was, I cringed. This inexplicable explosion of diarrhea was splattered EVERYWHERE! It was in the toilet, on the seat, on the ground, on the walls....and I'm like eeeewwwww! It's the only stall so I still had to get changed in there, my foot was seriously an inch away from a drop of runny brown fecal matter. Someone had dropped a bad one in there. They obviously hadn't made it in time. But what's more, after getting the hell out of there after changing, I came out and waited for my sister who was in the ladies room. While waiting, a man and boy look at me as they pass and walk into the men's room and I'm like 'they're in for a surprise.' Then I look down and realise I'm still holding my underwear. Have you got a grosser story? What gross thing have you encountered that will make us go eeeeww? Share it with us

In glad you asked Zombie, the winner will be revealed next Tuesday on Eews-day Tuesday. I can't decide if next week, I should create a new forum abs delete this one or just keep replying to this one.

You did that Drew because you were living the THUGLIFE!!! Well done mate

'Hey, I'm gonna jump in the pool now.' 'Nah, you're not supposed to after you've eaten dinner.' 'I know but I'm going to anyway! THUGLIFE!!!' Welcome to ThugLife Thurdsay! This forum invites you to share how you've been livin' the ThugLife. Everyone has that little bit of rebel in them. I want to know how you've broken the rules, how you've been a maverick, how you've been just that little bit unorthodox in your daily life. If you know me, I'm always like this So it would be fitting for me to start: Today at school, my socks were unintentionally down (we wear uniform and as part of it, our socks have to be up to our calves). It was unfortunate for me that a strict and sour teacher caught me and gave me a detention for my slack uniform. But when he asked for my name, I gave him my mates name! And he didn't suspect a thing! So I weaselled my way out of a detention and my mate got in trouble instead. THUGLIFE!!! Don't worry, my mate gets detentions all the time for things he can't even remember and he owed me one anyway. So how have you been living the ThugLife? Think you can top my one? Share your ThugLife experience with us! Make sure you emphasize the fact that you did what you did because you were livin the THUGLIFE too. Winner is picked my me.

I confess I do that Krista

There are some gross things here that you guys have posted, and I think I have found the winner. However, something really gross could yet be posted. If you can top anything here, do share it with us. Ok, next week on Eews-day Tuesday, I am going to share something VERY disgusting that I had to do once. You might even puke, it's that bad. It's ten times as worse than what's been posted here already. Visit this forum next Tuesday to find out, if you dare.

Eeew! Tom, that is gross. There is no possible way chocolate, garlic and fish go well together.

Why would you think that Celethiel? This is a loving family community where we trust she respect each other. I don't blackmail. All of the time.

Lol that's totally gross, Ace Good contribution

Welcome to Eews-day Tuesday! This forum, every Tuesday, will be a chance for anyone to share the wonderful and fascinatingly disgusting thing they do. We're not talking picking your nose and eating it. We're talking picking someone ELSE'S nose and eating it. Just to set the mood, I'll start: I do this when I'm in an absent minded mood, or I just do it. Yes, I pick my nose and eat it. But I also pick pimples and scabs, and I eat them too! Not as bad as you think. Wanna share something that'll make us go 'eeewww?' Reply to this forum, and the winner gets the prize of 'Eews-day Tuesday Winner of the week.

Chapter 3.0 Cautiously, I approached the next test chamber. The test chamber information sign (which I had named myself) switched itself on as I came toward it. On it, was the number 02 and there were the first two hazard symbols I recognised from test chamber 01. So more cubes and buttons? Also, there was another sign beneath it, which seemed to be suggesting that a stick figure is flying through above the ground. Another hole was on the ground beneath it. If the holes were portals, then what

Hey guys! So this topic is going to be based around my story, Someone Like Me. If you haven't read it, you should. Look, I'll even be so kind to provide you with a link: https://www.gayauthors.org/story/the-jordanator/someonelikeme If you HAVE, then I wish to ask you a simple question. As you will have read, Jordan (the main character) has met two people who have taken him fancy. Well three actually. Except the first one was a jerk. Anyway, the two people are Malachu and Sean. Malachi: Is whom Jordan meets first. Is an Italian, tanned cutie who appeals to him. He sticks up for him when Patrick Pierce Billy's Jordan, even though they've only recently met, twice. Jordan is last seen about to visit his house after school with him. Why does Malachi do this, for a person Jordan had only met since the day before? Could this be a start of a gay relationship? Sean: Is the most hottest in Jordan's eyes. Is a little shy and not as courageous as Malachi, but has shown some interesting things. How can Sean and Jordan connect so easily? What was with the rainbow flag on Sean's art drawing? When it comes to intimate questions, why does he get nervous? It is clear that if one if them were to be gay, the first bet would be on Sean. Has Jordan found his first boyfriend? What are your thoughts? Are you Team Malachi or Team Sean? The true answer lies in my chapter updates, so keep an eye out for them

Chapter 2.0 "Welcome to Test Chamber One. Before you commence with the test, be sure to consider the warnings, hazards and most importantly, the testing equipment you will encounter. Complete the test efficiently and with the virtues of science. These virtues have been listed in the Testing Outline paper you will have no doubt read before leaving the relaxation unit." I can't decide if I'm happy or scared to hear her voice again. One thing was for sure, I had no memory of any testing outline p

Thanks to the brilliant ATrueFan's suggestion, I've uploaded one of my fanfiction stories on here. Yes, the Jordanator has a new story for you to read. This one is very different to Someone Like Me. It had no romance or any gay material in it. It's based on my favourite video game, Portal. If you haven't played it, you should. But if you don't want to, I think this will make this story a whole lot more interesting. See, when others read fanfiction on say a TV show they have no idea what it's about, they generally get confused. With my one, you'll have no idea of the background, but it is introduced had set up well, as the main character is just starting out in the world of Portal. I think you'll really like this. It already has 2 followers and a review and I only posted it a few hours ago. So get in there and read it! Tell me what you think. Some of my story has already been per-written too all the way till Ch10 so I'll drip feed chapters based on demand

Chapter 1.0 The first thing that hit me was pain. A lot of it. It throbbed in my brain, like a pounding drum. Groaning, I opened my weary eyes and tried to comprehend my bleak surroundings. It was awfully dark, there was no point in trying to make out where I was. And then, a piercing light filled my vision. Groaning again, I rubbed my eyes. My eyesight began to clear and I started to make out things in the room. The scratchy bed I was lying in, the wall next to me, a small table and fridge,

PROLOGUE The chassis hung suspended in the vast, spacious chamber. The facility was fully repaired, much to the supercomputer's relief. A lot of work had been done to repair everything that had gone wrong. For example, the labouring task of manually removing 1500 pneumatic diversity vents from broken test chambers and malfunctioning turbines was enough to drive the supercomputer to the point of crushing itself with deadly spike plates, just to relieve itself of the irritating job. Of course, i

A lone woman wakes up in an unknown environment. She finds herself in some kind of testing facility. She diesn't know why shes there. She can't even remember her identity. Forced into a gauntlet of deathly, twisted science, will she make it out alive? Or will a major discovery change everything?

Brillliant! Yes, I'll do that!

Chapter Seven Well within the minute after my confession, I began to panic. He knows. He knows. He knows. I thought of everything terrible that could happen to me now that one of my super cute crushes knew I was gay. Or did he? His words "Just as I thought" could mean anything. Does that mean he suspected I was gay and my nod just confirmed that for him? Or possibly, could it simply mean that he recognized himself in my drawing, which he definitely knows now is him, but hasn't come to t

Hey guys and girls and aliens! Do you know, your beloved and most treasured writer (the right and honorable Jordanator), is a fanfiction writer? Oh yes, I specialize in my favourite book series: The 39 Clues and my favourite video game, Portal. https://www.fanfiction.net/u/4612721/The-Jordanator WOW! Bam, bam, link out of nowhere! If you click on it, it should take you to a list of my fanfiction stories. I have 6. I reccomend you read: - Test Subject #00001 - Isabel Kabra - Activation These stories I think will be great to read if you have no idea on the background on the fanfiction you're reading. It adds a sense of mystery, especially to Test Subject #00001 (you must read this). My other stories are also good but you may be confused. You do not have to be a member of the Fanfiction site to read and/or review chapters. Even if you want to join, it is entirely free anyway. These stories aren't anything to do with Gay Authors, but I thought I'd share the opportunity for some of you to read more of my work, seeing that people really like my writing. So there you go

I feel great I received my certificate award for passing ten achievement standards at excellence, in front of the entire school with a whole group of people. Attached was a cheque for $40.00 (hooray!) The other thing was I had class photos today. I'm just hoping the picture came out good. Well, more importantly, I'm hoping that I wasn't blinking in the shot because of the sudden flash of white light just before the camera clicks. So that was my Wednesday today. And I'm doing alright.

Great place to freak out. I have to agree though, I fucking hate earphones, especially when they get tangled. What fun it is to deloop and deknot a bundle of twisted white wires that could be a layout for a massive motorway junction, but with like 5 different highways interchanging at once. It's that kind of mess which frustrates me.

Chapter Six Second period came quicker than expected, and despite earlier events, I had dozed off to catch up on my restless night. "How are you feeling?" The nurse asked me from her desk, as she saw me blink my eyes open. "Better." I groaned. "Not completely though. My gut is still a little sore, but it's ok." This was the truth. A small niggling ache remained in my stomach, but my head and nose felt like it hadn't been hurt at all. The nurse looked straight at me. "Do you want to g

Today I was walking with Chris toward the school gates after school had finished. I passed my English teacher Ms Patterson who held a stack of folders. "Hey Miss." I greet. "Hey Jordan." She smiles back. As she is wearing something new today, I say: "That's a lovely shirt you have on today. Or is it a dress?" "It's a shirt." She replies rather pleasantly. "Thank you anyway." We part our ways happily. Chris says: "That was nice. You're a genuine kind of guy, you know?" And I say: "Genuine? I was at first, but the real reason I complimented her was because the stack of folders she was carrying was our English class's assessment work she was marking, and I wanted to make sure I got a good mark. Hi-5! Hi-5! Hi-5!" "And here I was thinking how genuine that comment was." Chris smiles. "Good job, Jordan." Yes, good job Jordan indeed.