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[Breath]

 

[Cotton]

Classic! :24:

 

[Dana]

Do we look like the mutha-fucken DICKionary?

I have no response.... other than this.... :confused

 

[Cotton]

Eat a dick. I'm just 21 but I bet my whip cost more than the last 3 years mortgage payments. Title in hand and no I bought, not mommy or daddy.

Fuck off.

 

[Breath]

I have no response.... other than this.... :confused

Dana....this is a JOKE thread. We are ALL talking like e-thugs. I meant nothing personal to you individually. Just play along.

 

[Dana]

lmfao

 

[Breath]

You betta copy this, asswipe. You're gonna need it every time you post. I'm talkin' to you, brutha.

 

[Cotton]

I understand how scissors can beat paper, and I get how a rock can beat scissors, but there's no fucking way paper can beat rock. Is paper supposed to magically wrap around the rock and leave it immobile? Why the hell can't paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students as they take notes in class? I’ll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody. A rock would tear that shit up in 2 seconds. When I play rock paper scissors, I always choose rock. then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my already clenched fist and say, oh shit I’m sorry, I thought paper would protect you, you asshole.

 

[Peter Parka]

 

[Breath]

Thanks for sending me your pic.

 

[Cotton]

 

[DaveM]

*punches cotton in the throat* can I join in, lol

 

[Breath]

Step away from the thread....v..e..r..y....slowly. I got my boy here now to take care of you girlie-men.

 

[viCkiTz]

I'm so gangster, my grills are made from gum wrappers.

 

[Breath]

*punches cotton in the throat* can I join in,
lol

That was your best shot? You lose your balls at the bowling alley or sumthin?

 

[Breath]

I'm so gangster, my grills are made from gum wrappers.

:clap :24: :clap :24:

 

[Cotton]

We've never met. You're an ass of the first rank. I
will make you this offer: you tell me where you live,
and I will buy both tickets for us to meet halfway,
and I will then give you a lesson in mixed martial
arts that will allow you a nice long stay in the
hospital.

What the fuck is your personality problem? Metro?
You don't know me. And that other shit?

I don't think you'll be in touch about that meeting.
You're the kind of moronic pussyfart who hides when it
comes time to own up to insane behavior.

Your posting privileges will be toast as a result of
that car thing. I hope you got off, you little pussy.
Now find a good therapist.

 

[viCkiTz]

Don't make me jump through the speakers and strangle you. >:[

 

[DaveM]

hahaha bring it on people

 

[Breath]

I'm so ghetto that my bling weighs more than your dick-riding unit.