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mdiver said: Ocean said:  nah I stll love ya    Even though ur a macho bully and a tart  ..ooh but u do have that sexy voice in ur favour | |
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I slammed a guy's head into a basketball pole a few times until he passed out, but that was back in sixth grade.  | |
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Anx said: I slammed a guy's head into a basketball pole a few times until he passed out, but that was back in sixth grade.
You are violent!  | |
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Ocean said: mdiver said: Even though ur a macho bully and a tart ..ooh but u do have that sexy voice in ur favour she said macho bully.... 
and how come he gets all the love....you make me feel like a neaderthal for getting punchy...and he gets love.... 
Dammit....
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kidelrich said: Anx said: I slammed a guy's head into a basketball pole a few times until he passed out, but that was back in sixth grade.
You are violent! I'm a pacifist! I PASS-A-FIST. Get it?  | |
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Ocean said: mdiver said: Even though ur a macho bully and a tart ..ooh but u do have that sexy voice in ur favour Macho bully? Tart? PAH! Well i guess if the voice works for you i had better use the only lever i have a little more  | |
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Anx said: kidelrich said: You are violent! I'm a pacifist! I PASS-A-FIST. Get it? Sometimes, I think I just serve to set up your jokes.  | |
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kidelrich said: Anx said: I'm a pacifist! I PASS-A-FIST. Get it? Sometimes, I think I just serve to set up your jokes. What do you think the other times? | |
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pardonme4livin said: Ocean said: Even though ur a macho bully and a tart ..ooh but u do have that sexy voice in ur favour she said macho bully....
and how come he gets all the love....you make me feel like a neaderthal for getting punchy...and he gets love....
Dammit....
I'm sure he punched with love | |
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Anx said: kidelrich said: Sometimes, I think I just serve to set up your jokes. What do you think the other times? I just cry. | |
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kidelrich said: Anx said: What do you think the other times? I just cry. that's so touching, i'm about to knuckle up again. | |
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This thread makes me want to kick the shit out of someone.
That someones name starts with a "Dan" and ends with a "iel".  [Edited 7/28/06 6:07am] | |
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jerseykrs said: This thread makes me want to kick the shit out of someone.
That someones name starts with a Dan and ends with a iel. Sorry, but I have no idea who 'aDanaiel' is. | |
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I almost did. Some guy got mad at me because I laid on the horn when he cut me off. Then he started brake checking me as we went down the street. And when we got to the red light he got out of his car and came over to my window to be all tough guy. I told him I'm not throwing the first punch, so if he want's to get it started go ahead, I'll be happy to get out of my car and finish it. | |
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Never have...definitely not the violent type. Haven't run into anyone who could push my buttons to the point that I'd want to be.
When my daughter was 3 years old she was outside with my ex-wife in our apartment complex along with some neighbors who also had a daughter the same age (I was inside)...three guys around 20 years old came into our area and were trying to climb the locked gate into the pool, making noise, cursing up a storm...all within about 30 feet of our daughters. Our neighbor (the husband) called over to them and told them to watch what they say since our 3 year old daughters were right there, and the guys started threatening him, telling him to make them stop and threating to kick his ass. That's when I got pissed lol. I walked out onto our balcony...and just stared at them. Like a wolf stares at you just before it's ready to rip your throat out. The three guys noticed me walk onto my balcony, and they stared for a quick second...I never blinked, just stared back. The mouthiest one said "Hey, man!" up to me, as if trying to get on my good side...I just kept staring, didn't blink, didn't smile, didn't say a word. The two other guys stopped smiling and started walking backwards...the guy who spoke to me looked down from my gaze and looked at my ex-wife, neighbors and our daughters...then he started walking backwards as well, looked back up at me...his smile disappeard. He turned and all three left quietly...lol. My ex walked out into the clearing to see what the one guy was looking at, looked up at me, and gave me an approving thumbsup...lol [Edited 7/28/06 9:54am] | |
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Oh God...I don't feel like typing up the whole thing...lemme see if I can find the e-mail I wrote to my cousin about the fight I got into with this bitch-made man who cut me off in traffic and then slapped me...
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FunkMistress said: Oh God...I don't feel like typing up the whole thing...lemme see if I can find the e-mail I wrote to my cousin about the fight I got into with this bitch-made man who cut me off in traffic and then slapped me...
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brownsugar said: FunkMistress said: Oh God...I don't feel like typing up the whole thing...lemme see if I can find the e-mail I wrote to my cousin about the fight I got into with this bitch-made man who cut me off in traffic and then slapped me...
Okay, here it is! This was about five months ago. This was the e-mail I sent to Handclapsfingasnapz after the, uh, incident.
Okay, basically I lost it. I was driving with a bunch of kids in the car and this psycho comes out of nowhere, runs a stop sign and cuts right in front of me. Thank the Great Goddess for my brakes, because we came within inches (literally) of an extremely bad crash. So as I'm trying to breathe and realize that everyone's okay, this motherfucker actually switches lanes, pulls up next to me, rolls down his window, and starts talking shit! Sticking up his middle finger and calling me an asshole. So my rational mind takes a hike and my mama-bear instincts are now in charge. I throw the car in park, get out and walk right up to his window, cursing him a new one. "What the fuck is wrong with you, I have a car full of kids, you could have killed them" et cetera. He yells back, "What were you doing? Running a red light, asshole!" Okay, Deja, this is when I lost it. THERE IS NO TRAFFIC LIGHT THERE. So I lean in close to him, screaming, "There's no light, you fucking idiot!! What the fuck are you talking about?" Okay, here's the good part. Are you ready? He slaps me. Not a good slap, mind you. The limpest, most sissified slap in the face I've ever received. It was more like a half-ass swat. So after a half a second of shock that this bitch-ass man actually put his hand on me, I lean in his window and punch him in the face. Now, his look of shock was priceless. You'da thought I was the fucking Boogie Man. He slams on the gas (after I got a few punches in), but all I can think is, "You are NOT. Getting away." I grab his seatbelt and start fuckin' choking him with it! I swear I thought I could stop the car. He was NOT. Getting away, you hear me? Then I hear a voice, seemingly from very far away, yelling, "Erin! Erin! Let it go! It's okay! Erin, stop!" In my peripheral vision I see a guy I work with on the sidewalk across the street, watching the whole thing. Slowly my mind emerges from the cloud of rage and I realize that this car is moving and I'm fucking running alongside it, still choking dude with his seatbelt!! I realize not a minute too soon that I'm going to get run over if I don't stop and let go. So I run back to the car and start following him, until I finally come to my senses - I have a bunch of kids in the car who I am probably scaring the shit out of and am definitely endangering, not to mention I'm driving without insurance!! Therefore I couldn't even call the cops on that crazy bastard. Oh well, karma's a bitch. I think I'm having rage issues.The Normal Whores Club | |
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FunkMistress said: brownsugar said:
Okay, here it is! This was about five months ago. This was the e-mail I sent to Handclapsfingasnapz after the, uh, incident.
Okay, basically I lost it. I was driving with a bunch of kids in the car and this psycho comes out of nowhere, runs a stop sign and cuts right in front of me. Thank the Great Goddess for my brakes, because we came within inches (literally) of an extremely bad crash. So as I'm trying to breathe and realize that everyone's okay, this motherfucker actually switches lanes, pulls up next to me, rolls down his window, and starts talking shit! Sticking up his middle finger and calling me an asshole. So my rational mind takes a hike and my mama-bear instincts are now in charge. I throw the car in park, get out and walk right up to his window, cursing him a new one. "What the fuck is wrong with you, I have a car full of kids, you could have killed them" et cetera. He yells back, "What were you doing? Running a red light, asshole!" Okay, Deja, this is when I lost it. THERE IS NO TRAFFIC LIGHT THERE. So I lean in close to him, screaming, "There's no light, you fucking idiot!! What the fuck are you talking about?" Okay, here's the good part. Are you ready? He slaps me. Not a good slap, mind you. The limpest, most sissified slap in the face I've ever received. It was more like a half-ass swat. So after a half a second of shock that this bitch-ass man actually put his hand on me, I lean in his window and punch him in the face. Now, his look of shock was priceless. You'da thought I was the fucking Boogie Man. He slams on the gas (after I got a few punches in), but all I can think is, "You are NOT. Getting away." I grab his seatbelt and start fuckin' choking him with it! I swear I thought I could stop the car. He was NOT. Getting away, you hear me? Then I hear a voice, seemingly from very far away, yelling, "Erin! Erin! Let it go! It's okay! Erin, stop!" In my peripheral vision I see a guy I work with on the sidewalk across the street, watching the whole thing. Slowly my mind emerges from the cloud of rage and I realize that this car is moving and I'm fucking running alongside it, still choking dude with his seatbelt!! I realize not a minute too soon that I'm going to get run over if I don't stop and let go. So I run back to the car and start following him, until I finally come to my senses - I have a bunch of kids in the car who I am probably scaring the shit out of and am definitely endangering, not to mention I'm driving without insurance!! Therefore I couldn't even call the cops on that crazy bastard. Oh well, karma's a bitch. I think I'm having rage issues.I need a cig!!!  | |
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FunkMistress said: brownsugar said:
Okay, here it is! This was about five months ago. This was the e-mail I sent to Handclapsfingasnapz after the, uh, incident.
Okay, basically I lost it. I was driving with a bunch of kids in the car and this psycho comes out of nowhere, runs a stop sign and cuts right in front of me. Thank the Great Goddess for my brakes, because we came within inches (literally) of an extremely bad crash. So as I'm trying to breathe and realize that everyone's okay, this motherfucker actually switches lanes, pulls up next to me, rolls down his window, and starts talking shit! Sticking up his middle finger and calling me an asshole. So my rational mind takes a hike and my mama-bear instincts are now in charge. I throw the car in park, get out and walk right up to his window, cursing him a new one. "What the fuck is wrong with you, I have a car full of kids, you could have killed them" et cetera. He yells back, "What were you doing? Running a red light, asshole!" Okay, Deja, this is when I lost it. THERE IS NO TRAFFIC LIGHT THERE. So I lean in close to him, screaming, "There's no light, you fucking idiot!! What the fuck are you talking about?" Okay, here's the good part. Are you ready? He slaps me. Not a good slap, mind you. The limpest, most sissified slap in the face I've ever received. It was more like a half-ass swat. So after a half a second of shock that this bitch-ass man actually put his hand on me, I lean in his window and punch him in the face. Now, his look of shock was priceless. You'da thought I was the fucking Boogie Man. He slams on the gas (after I got a few punches in), but all I can think is, "You are NOT. Getting away." I grab his seatbelt and start fuckin' choking him with it! I swear I thought I could stop the car. He was NOT. Getting away, you hear me? Then I hear a voice, seemingly from very far away, yelling, "Erin! Erin! Let it go! It's okay! Erin, stop!" In my peripheral vision I see a guy I work with on the sidewalk across the street, watching the whole thing. Slowly my mind emerges from the cloud of rage and I realize that this car is moving and I'm fucking running alongside it, still choking dude with his seatbelt!! I realize not a minute too soon that I'm going to get run over if I don't stop and let go. So I run back to the car and start following him, until I finally come to my senses - I have a bunch of kids in the car who I am probably scaring the shit out of and am definitely endangering, not to mention I'm driving without insurance!! Therefore I couldn't even call the cops on that crazy bastard. Oh well, karma's a bitch. I think I'm having rage issues.
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FunkMistress said: brownsugar said:
Okay, here it is! This was about five months ago. This was the e-mail I sent to Handclapsfingasnapz after the, uh, incident.
Okay, basically I lost it. I was driving with a bunch of kids in the car and this psycho comes out of nowhere, runs a stop sign and cuts right in front of me. Thank the Great Goddess for my brakes, because we came within inches (literally) of an extremely bad crash. So as I'm trying to breathe and realize that everyone's okay, this motherfucker actually switches lanes, pulls up next to me, rolls down his window, and starts talking shit! Sticking up his middle finger and calling me an asshole. So my rational mind takes a hike and my mama-bear instincts are now in charge. I throw the car in park, get out and walk right up to his window, cursing him a new one. "What the fuck is wrong with you, I have a car full of kids, you could have killed them" et cetera. He yells back, "What were you doing? Running a red light, asshole!" Okay, Deja, this is when I lost it. THERE IS NO TRAFFIC LIGHT THERE. So I lean in close to him, screaming, "There's no light, you fucking idiot!! What the fuck are you talking about?" Okay, here's the good part. Are you ready? He slaps me. Not a good slap, mind you. The limpest, most sissified slap in the face I've ever received. It was more like a half-ass swat. So after a half a second of shock that this bitch-ass man actually put his hand on me, I lean in his window and punch him in the face. Now, his look of shock was priceless. You'da thought I was the fucking Boogie Man. He slams on the gas (after I got a few punches in), but all I can think is, "You are NOT. Getting away." I grab his seatbelt and start fuckin' choking him with it! I swear I thought I could stop the car. He was NOT. Getting away, you hear me? Then I hear a voice, seemingly from very far away, yelling, "Erin! Erin! Let it go! It's okay! Erin, stop!" In my peripheral vision I see a guy I work with on the sidewalk across the street, watching the whole thing. Slowly my mind emerges from the cloud of rage and I realize that this car is moving and I'm fucking running alongside it, still choking dude with his seatbelt!! I realize not a minute too soon that I'm going to get run over if I don't stop and let go. So I run back to the car and start following him, until I finally come to my senses - I have a bunch of kids in the car who I am probably scaring the shit out of and am definitely endangering, not to mention I'm driving without insurance!! Therefore I couldn't even call the cops on that crazy bastard. Oh well, karma's a bitch. I think I'm having rage issues. he's everso lucky you let go. he needed to be choked the shit out of. well i'm sure he'll think twice about the next person he cuts off when driving  | |
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Ocean said: pardonme4livin said: she said macho bully....
and how come he gets all the love....you make me feel like a neaderthal for getting punchy...and he gets love....
Dammit....
I'm sure he punched with love  Brat... | |
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FunkMistress said: brownsugar said:
Okay, here it is! This was about five months ago. This was the e-mail I sent to Handclapsfingasnapz after the, uh, incident.
Okay, basically I lost it. I was driving with a bunch of kids in the car and this psycho comes out of nowhere, runs a stop sign and cuts right in front of me. Thank the Great Goddess for my brakes, because we came within inches (literally) of an extremely bad crash. So as I'm trying to breathe and realize that everyone's okay, this motherfucker actually switches lanes, pulls up next to me, rolls down his window, and starts talking shit! Sticking up his middle finger and calling me an asshole. So my rational mind takes a hike and my mama-bear instincts are now in charge. I throw the car in park, get out and walk right up to his window, cursing him a new one. "What the fuck is wrong with you, I have a car full of kids, you could have killed them" et cetera. He yells back, "What were you doing? Running a red light, asshole!" Okay, Deja, this is when I lost it. THERE IS NO TRAFFIC LIGHT THERE. So I lean in close to him, screaming, "There's no light, you fucking idiot!! What the fuck are you talking about?" Okay, here's the good part. Are you ready? He slaps me. Not a good slap, mind you. The limpest, most sissified slap in the face I've ever received. It was more like a half-ass swat. So after a half a second of shock that this bitch-ass man actually put his hand on me, I lean in his window and punch him in the face. Now, his look of shock was priceless. You'da thought I was the fucking Boogie Man. He slams on the gas (after I got a few punches in), but all I can think is, "You are NOT. Getting away." I grab his seatbelt and start fuckin' choking him with it! I swear I thought I could stop the car. He was NOT. Getting away, you hear me? Then I hear a voice, seemingly from very far away, yelling, "Erin! Erin! Let it go! It's okay! Erin, stop!" In my peripheral vision I see a guy I work with on the sidewalk across the street, watching the whole thing. Slowly my mind emerges from the cloud of rage and I realize that this car is moving and I'm fucking running alongside it, still choking dude with his seatbelt!! I realize not a minute too soon that I'm going to get run over if I don't stop and let go. So I run back to the car and start following him, until I finally come to my senses - I have a bunch of kids in the car who I am probably scaring the shit out of and am definitely endangering, not to mention I'm driving without insurance!! Therefore I couldn't even call the cops on that crazy bastard. Oh well, karma's a bitch. I think I'm having rage issues.OMFG! that is classic! | |
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FunkMistress said: brownsugar said:
Okay, here it is! This was about five months ago. This was the e-mail I sent to Handclapsfingasnapz after the, uh, incident.
Great story edit.....  Oh well, karma's a bitch. I think I'm having rage issues.You rock...  
Jers..pass that cig....  | |
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You guys are funny. I actually chased him for a good five minutes, and he was driving like a bat out of hell. Running red lights, passing people on the right, and left, crazy shit. And I followed him move for move until one of my daughter's friends started crying and then I felt like a big asshole. He was the only boy in the car, too. All the girls were like, "Yeah, get him! Jack him up!!" The Normal Whores Club | |
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FunkMistress said:
You guys are funny. I actually chased him for a good five minutes, and he was driving like a bat out of hell. Running red lights, passing people on the right, and left, crazy shit. And I followed him move for move until one of my daughter's friends started crying and then I felt like a big asshole. He was the only boy in the car, too. All the girls were like, "Yeah, get him! Jack him up!!" Oh dayum..... I love this story.... it gets better everytime.... 
You look so nice in your pics too...
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fantasyislander said: FunkMistress said: Okay, here it is! This was about five months ago. This was the e-mail I sent to Handclapsfingasnapz after the, uh, incident.
Okay, basically I lost it. I was driving with a bunch of kids in the car and this psycho comes out of nowhere, runs a stop sign and cuts right in front of me. Thank the Great Goddess for my brakes, because we came within inches (literally) of an extremely bad crash. So as I'm trying to breathe and realize that everyone's okay, this motherfucker actually switches lanes, pulls up next to me, rolls down his window, and starts talking shit! Sticking up his middle finger and calling me an asshole. So my rational mind takes a hike and my mama-bear instincts are now in charge. I throw the car in park, get out and walk right up to his window, cursing him a new one. "What the fuck is wrong with you, I have a car full of kids, you could have killed them" et cetera. He yells back, "What were you doing? Running a red light, asshole!" Okay, Deja, this is when I lost it. THERE IS NO TRAFFIC LIGHT THERE. So I lean in close to him, screaming, "There's no light, you fucking idiot!! What the fuck are you talking about?" Okay, here's the good part. Are you ready? He slaps me. Not a good slap, mind you. The limpest, most sissified slap in the face I've ever received. It was more like a half-ass swat. So after a half a second of shock that this bitch-ass man actually put his hand on me, I lean in his window and punch him in the face. Now, his look of shock was priceless. You'da thought I was the fucking Boogie Man. He slams on the gas (after I got a few punches in), but all I can think is, "You are NOT. Getting away." I grab his seatbelt and start fuckin' choking him with it! I swear I thought I could stop the car. He was NOT. Getting away, you hear me? Then I hear a voice, seemingly from very far away, yelling, "Erin! Erin! Let it go! It's okay! Erin, stop!" In my peripheral vision I see a guy I work with on the sidewalk across the street, watching the whole thing. Slowly my mind emerges from the cloud of rage and I realize that this car is moving and I'm fucking running alongside it, still choking dude with his seatbelt!! I realize not a minute too soon that I'm going to get run over if I don't stop and let go. So I run back to the car and start following him, until I finally come to my senses - I have a bunch of kids in the car who I am probably scaring the shit out of and am definitely endangering, not to mention I'm driving without insurance!! Therefore I couldn't even call the cops on that crazy bastard. Oh well, karma's a bitch. I think I'm having rage issues.
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Byron said: fantasyislander said:
i am soooo adding you to my roadtrip!! she'd be handy to have along.... her and jersey... can you imagine? | |
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FunkMistress said: brownsugar said:
Okay, here it is! This was about five months ago. This was the e-mail I sent to Handclapsfingasnapz after the, uh, incident.
Okay, basically I lost it. I was driving with a bunch of kids in the car and this psycho comes out of nowhere, runs a stop sign and cuts right in front of me. Thank the Great Goddess for my brakes, because we came within inches (literally) of an extremely bad crash. So as I'm trying to breathe and realize that everyone's okay, this motherfucker actually switches lanes, pulls up next to me, rolls down his window, and starts talking shit! Sticking up his middle finger and calling me an asshole. So my rational mind takes a hike and my mama-bear instincts are now in charge. I throw the car in park, get out and walk right up to his window, cursing him a new one. "What the fuck is wrong with you, I have a car full of kids, you could have killed them" et cetera. He yells back, "What were you doing? Running a red light, asshole!" Okay, Deja, this is when I lost it. THERE IS NO TRAFFIC LIGHT THERE. So I lean in close to him, screaming, "There's no light, you fucking idiot!! What the fuck are you talking about?" Okay, here's the good part. Are you ready? He slaps me. Not a good slap, mind you. The limpest, most sissified slap in the face I've ever received. It was more like a half-ass swat. So after a half a second of shock that this bitch-ass man actually put his hand on me, I lean in his window and punch him in the face. Now, his look of shock was priceless. You'da thought I was the fucking Boogie Man. He slams on the gas (after I got a few punches in), but all I can think is, "You are NOT. Getting away." I grab his seatbelt and start fuckin' choking him with it! I swear I thought I could stop the car. He was NOT. Getting away, you hear me? Then I hear a voice, seemingly from very far away, yelling, "Erin! Erin! Let it go! It's okay! Erin, stop!" In my peripheral vision I see a guy I work with on the sidewalk across the street, watching the whole thing. Slowly my mind emerges from the cloud of rage and I realize that this car is moving and I'm fucking running alongside it, still choking dude with his seatbelt!! I realize not a minute too soon that I'm going to get run over if I don't stop and let go. So I run back to the car and start following him, until I finally come to my senses - I have a bunch of kids in the car who I am probably scaring the shit out of and am definitely endangering, not to mention I'm driving without insurance!! Therefore I couldn't even call the cops on that crazy bastard. Oh well, karma's a bitch. I think I'm having rage issues.This is the Greatest Story Ever Told. Screw the Bible. | |
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