Here's An Intereting Read For Ya Fellas...
07-26-2003, 01:09 AM
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Hey Jimmy, remember the "say cheese" kid at Applebees? This kinda reminds me of him...running his mouth until he realizes what's up. Of course, that was all a joke and this sounds a bit more serious, but you know...
07-26-2003, 01:13 AM
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yeah that was hilarious...
he gets out and realizes there's what, 17 of us all together? haha that was classic.
i almost got into something tonight at the mall. my phone was fucked up so i went there right from work. read: dirty *** jeans, dirty cutoff shirt, work boots...
anyways this kid had some ugly *** jeans on, and i kept looking at him until he passed by my shoulder. he had the whole 'walk' thing down too. i was actually hoping he would turn around and talk ****. that woulda been a whole lotta fun. i might've even had to recite Ezekiel, Sam Jackson style
he gets out and realizes there's what, 17 of us all together? haha that was classic.
i almost got into something tonight at the mall. my phone was fucked up so i went there right from work. read: dirty *** jeans, dirty cutoff shirt, work boots...
anyways this kid had some ugly *** jeans on, and i kept looking at him until he passed by my shoulder. he had the whole 'walk' thing down too. i was actually hoping he would turn around and talk ****. that woulda been a whole lotta fun. i might've even had to recite Ezekiel, Sam Jackson style
07-26-2003, 02:46 AM
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Originally Posted by JimmyJimboJet' date='Jul 26 2003, 01:07 AM
great story D.
but maybe you'd better watch your back, they might be in the 4400 cash posse
but maybe you'd better watch your back, they might be in the 4400 cash posse
07-26-2003, 10:43 PM
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lol if u guys are telling fight stories.... this kid hsa been talkin **** on all my friends for like a week striahgt saying how anytime anywhere his crew would **** us up.... for one thing we are the biggest kids in town... they are a bunch of skinny bitches and the one kid says he has "an S on his chest" that hes super man or some **** and we make fun of him all the time and he says no one will take the S off his chest,....
his aim info had all kinds of **** about us caling us pussies and bitches and ****.
so one night he showed up at my friends work with 12 kids with him and they didnt do **** to him... so he went home and called all of us up... so we are waiting at my friends house... theres 8 of us and we are callin this kid up and he wont answer his phone so we call his freinds and they dont answer their phones either so then we find out his at this bowling alley...
we go there and we are chillin outside in teh parking lot... and this one that was with him came out to go to his car or some **** but he didnt know we were there
so we are like "go get chris"
he goes "who" (he was nervous as **** and shaking)
we say "****** get chris right now"
he says "i dont know who that is"
we say "get chris right now b4 we beat your ***"
so he goes inside and one of the kids friends come out the back and starts talking like they never wanted to fight us or anything and they were never talking **** (he was nervous and shaky as hell too)
someone set off an alarm inside the bowling alley so the cops came and made us leave the poarking lot and while im leaving i see the kid all standing behind hte cops and wouldnt move till i drove away. what ****** pussies they had 12 we had 8 and they were still scared as ****.
moral of the story is we egged his house later.
his aim info had all kinds of **** about us caling us pussies and bitches and ****.
so one night he showed up at my friends work with 12 kids with him and they didnt do **** to him... so he went home and called all of us up... so we are waiting at my friends house... theres 8 of us and we are callin this kid up and he wont answer his phone so we call his freinds and they dont answer their phones either so then we find out his at this bowling alley...
we go there and we are chillin outside in teh parking lot... and this one that was with him came out to go to his car or some **** but he didnt know we were there
so we are like "go get chris"
he goes "who" (he was nervous as **** and shaking)
we say "****** get chris right now"
he says "i dont know who that is"
we say "get chris right now b4 we beat your ***"
so he goes inside and one of the kids friends come out the back and starts talking like they never wanted to fight us or anything and they were never talking **** (he was nervous and shaky as hell too)
someone set off an alarm inside the bowling alley so the cops came and made us leave the poarking lot and while im leaving i see the kid all standing behind hte cops and wouldnt move till i drove away. what ****** pussies they had 12 we had 8 and they were still scared as ****.
moral of the story is we egged his house later.
07-27-2003, 05:07 PM
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So I'm drinking in a pub outside of Canadian Forces Base Wainright. As a Canadian Military Electrical & Mechanical Engineer (EME) I got along pretty good with the British Royal Electrical & Mechalical Engineers (REME). There's a couple of them sitting to my left and we're having a few pints together.
This Royal Regina Rifle (RRR- we call 'em the 'laughing pirates') has had a few too many bottles of liquid courage and bumps my right arm, causing my drink to spill. I shoot him a look and right away he's saying 'You wanna ******* go?' I didn't, really, as I was there to drink not get arrested, but the boy won't shut up. He keeps hitting my arm and calling me on. So I stand up. He stands up. His five friends stand up.
Right about now I'm thinking "crap - 6 on 1. This is going to sting in the morning..." There's a general shuffling sound as people jockey for a good view, and the bar goes quiet.
Instead of blows though, the only hand that lands is the one on the RRR ********'s shoulder. His five friends are pulling him back, telling him to drop it and leave. I'm thinking my size intimidated them, and I'm feeling 10 feet tall and bulletproof.
Until I turn around, that is.
WHen buddy's 5 friends stood up, so did the 22 REME troops behind me. It wasn't 6 on 1, it was 23 on 6 - in my favour!
This Royal Regina Rifle (RRR- we call 'em the 'laughing pirates') has had a few too many bottles of liquid courage and bumps my right arm, causing my drink to spill. I shoot him a look and right away he's saying 'You wanna ******* go?' I didn't, really, as I was there to drink not get arrested, but the boy won't shut up. He keeps hitting my arm and calling me on. So I stand up. He stands up. His five friends stand up.
Right about now I'm thinking "crap - 6 on 1. This is going to sting in the morning..." There's a general shuffling sound as people jockey for a good view, and the bar goes quiet.
Instead of blows though, the only hand that lands is the one on the RRR ********'s shoulder. His five friends are pulling him back, telling him to drop it and leave. I'm thinking my size intimidated them, and I'm feeling 10 feet tall and bulletproof.
Until I turn around, that is.
WHen buddy's 5 friends stood up, so did the 22 REME troops behind me. It wasn't 6 on 1, it was 23 on 6 - in my favour!
