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why do you always portray me as some huge fawking geek looking dude whenever you get
a chance ?
are you still mad about the super bowl thread ?
That was a year ago.
man you carry a grudge longer than I do.
KOD
why do you always portray me as some huge fawking geek looking dude whenever you get
a chance ?
are you still mad about the super bowl thread ?
That was a year ago.
man you carry a grudge longer than I do.
KOD
for the record , this is me in a recent photo.
thanks :0corn
I'm happy to see you still find work since the Village People broke up.
:shrug: what are you talking about? I was only in the SB thread early in the day I think. I can't remember that far back so enlighten me.
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well it was just a little beantownjim referance and robbie gould recognition and noting you ended up on the wrong side.
If you cant remember that then wtf.
I mean I wouldnt post a picture of Jack and call him a ostrich with a skinny head
Geez Louise
I cant remember who posted that ostrich but I think its one of my favorites.
you dont even have to write anything with him.
just that dumb ass Agent look tells the story.
that one and the bat to the head have to be two of my favs.
you dont even have to write anything with him.
just that dumb ass Agent look tells the story.
that one and the bat to the head have to be two of my favs.
damn someone took down a bat to the fawking head photo. I hate when they do that.
heres the replacement
heres the replacement
I had a dream last night about Axle.
I was a cop and I was doing traffic patrol on a desolated highway. I was clocking speeders.
This 1989 malibu chevrolet went by me doing about 80 mph. I lit him up and got out.
When I looked on his lisence I noticed his name was Axle.
I leaped back and struck him behind the right ear with my baton knocking him out of the car.
I kicked him in the nuts several times, and put my knee on his head. I pulled out my taser and got off a shot to the middle of his back.
I stood up and yelled at the moon as I hit him five times with 50 thousand volts.
I got on the radio and told them to send a ambulance and backup officers to the scene.
I pulled out my .45 and ....
then I woke up. :scared
with a big load in my pants.
Honestly, get some help Scott. Somebody to talk to, some anti-psychotics, whatever it takes.
Scott, to say I was on the wrong side of the super bowl is an understatement, I bet the Bears 10 different ways til Sunday, (lost all of my seasons profits) I was betting with my heart and I'd do it again b/c for 15 seconds my Devin Hester MVP bet was a lock:142smilie .......but I dont remember you taking a shot at me.
This is a bash thread so stop trying to get me to hold your hand........
lmao at the ostrich pic
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Listen jabberhead , pt1gourd ass lover
I forgot I took a nap today and dreamt this...
I was a state trooper protecting the WTC towers back on Sept 11 2001.
I noticed some strange behavior from this man that was standing in the lobby. He appeared to have something under his shirt. I approached him and asked to see some ID.
He said his name was Jabberwocky, he was unemployed but had been working at McDonalds and living in a homeless shelter to make ends meet and catch a few free meals. He asked me why all the Jewish people were walking out of the building ? He mumbled something about a conspiracy.
I asked him what that was sticking out of his pants pocket. He said he had firecrackers. I told him that was against the law in the WTC towers. He said I could stick my laws where the sun didnt shine. I told him to put his hands behind his back. He started screaming incoherantly about a conspiracy.
It was then that I realized that I was dealing with a complete nutcase.
Jabberhead bolted at that point and ran towards the elevators. Luckily for him he caught a elevator going up. I saw him punch in floor 86 in the south tower.
I began running up the stairs to cut him off. I got to floor 86 just as the elevator door opened. There he was. It was Jabberhead standing naked with two sticks of what look like C4 strapped to his body covering up two very small nuts and what looked like a small vienna sausage.
He screamed when he saw me. My State Trooper training immediately went into effect. I grabbed him in a headlock and kneed him in the groin. He dropped down like a bitch holding what looked like a plunger. I pulled my taser out and fired. It hit him in the neck and he flopped like a fish. It almost looke like he was doing the limbo except there was no broomstick anywhere around. I hit him twice with 50 thousand volts and he screamed like a little bitch.
Unbelievably he got away from me and ran towards a open window. I pulled out my .45 and
fired. It was worse than a bat to the head.
As he slumped against the wall I heard him gurgle, he was bleedng from the head, I kinda smirked as I knew it was probably his last breath. He asked me to come closer. I leaned forward, he said closer, I leaned in ..... he said conspiracy....
Just then I looked out the window. A huge commercial airline was coming right at me. I could see the people looking with horror out the windows, It was going to hit the tower. I looked again and could see a crazed terrorist dude in the pilot seat yelling Allah Akbar, Allah Akbar, I later identified the terrorist to the NY Police Dept. Then I heard a huge explosion from floors above me.
A commercial plane had hit the south tower. Holy shit, I ran and pulled the fire alarm. Instantly the sprinkler system activated and I stood under a sprinkler head to drench myself to avoid being burned to death.
Instantly jet fuel started rushing down the walls at a temp of over 2000 degrees. The building started to sway and I was afraid it was going to fall straight down.
I tried the elevator but it was stuck. I ran to the stairs. As I started down and people were everywhere. I organized a team, threw 2 ladies and 3 children on my back , and carried a man who had been in a wheelchair in my arms. I told the Fireman that were passing me not to go up any more.
They said they had to and I never saw them again.
I got a hundred people out with me safely. When we got to the lobby, I looked up and 100 emergency people helped the surviors get out of there pronto.
I ran out of the building. I ran down the street.
I had made it. The terrorists would not kill me
on this day.
Then I woke up.
Terror Alert Orange <Elevated>
Better head for the hills Scooter, Osama is sitting in a cave somewhere planning your demise.kurby
Better head for the hills Scooter, Osama is sitting in a cave somewhere planning your demise.kurby
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