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-- im drunk and i want to fight
im drunk and i want to fight
whos up for it?
you win
http://www.googlefight.com/index.ph...word2=vivid+boy
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| Originally posted by Sunsnail you win http://www.googlefight.com/index.ph...word2=vivid+boy |
wait til I get off work and get to drinking. Then we can spar.
OMG!
sorry to take the spotlight away from your thread vivid..but for once i am the victor!
btg vs wicked neo
http://www.googlefight.com/index.ph...ord2=wicked+neo
I'll be your Huckleberry..
I'll rochamboue you!!
yo yo yo mah rhyhmes are ill
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| Originally posted by nchs09 yo yo yo mah rhyhmes are ill |
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| Originally posted by LinX haha |
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| Originally posted by Rodrico I'll be your Huckleberry.. |
mutha fucka.
I was at a casino last night, drinking heavily with a girl of mine and we meet this dude, cool as hell. We drink more and offer him a ride home. Well I drop him off and he is rambling about his money, where is it n stuff, and wont go. I finally cut off the convo and take off...but before leaving out the gate I stop to let my lady friend in the front seat, I see him out the corner throw something at my car and breaks out the back passenger side window.
I have never wanted to pound (or get pounded) someone into the ground more than then.
so I was drunk and wanted to fight, thats why im posting this.
now I have a broken window, but I know what apartment complex thiskid lives in and what he looks like. I make an effort to kick his ass.
While I was in high school, I had to move out of my home in New Jersey, and make permanent residence in Reseda, California, because my mom got a good job with the space program. I had to move to a new neighborhood, new school, and meet new friends.
While I was at California, I met this sweet chic at the beach named Ali. I found her real nice, and I wanted to bang her. However, later that night, her ex Johnny came to the beach with his hot new ATV bike. He started messing with Ali, and I tried to stop him. He whooped my ass big time. I tried to get revenge on him at a Halloween party, but his friends and him chased after me, and beated the living hell out of me in a dark forest.
While I was getting the shit beat, some mysterious Japanese guy saved me from getting the superkick from Johnny. The Japanese guy beated the living shit out of the 5 guys that were beating me up. The Japanese guy introduced himself as Mr. Miyagi, and he trained me to fight karate. Long story short, I entered a karate tournament, and beated the living crap out of Johnny with my whooping crane.

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| Originally posted by Boomer187 mutha fucka. I was at a casino last night, drinking heavily with a girl of mine and we meet this dude, cool as hell. We drink more and offer him a ride home. Well I drop him off and he is rambling about his money, where is it n stuff, and wont go. I finally cut off the convo and take off...but before leaving out the gate I stop to let my lady friend in the front seat, I see him out the corner throw something at my car and breaks out the back passenger side window. I have never wanted to pound (or get pounded) someone into the ground more than then. so I was drunk and wanted to fight, thats why im posting this. now I have a broken window, but I know what apartment complex thiskid lives in and what he looks like. I make an effort to kick his ass. |
no good deed goes unpunished. glass is usually covered under most insurance. its probably not worth fighting him unless you know judo chop.
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| Originally posted by Boomer187 mutha fucka. I was at a casino last night, drinking heavily with a girl of mine and we meet this dude, cool as hell. We drink more and offer him a ride home. Well I drop him off and he is rambling about his money, where is it n stuff, and wont go. I finally cut off the convo and take off...but before leaving out the gate I stop to let my lady friend in the front seat, I see him out the corner throw something at my car and breaks out the back passenger side window. I have never wanted to pound (or get pounded) someone into the ground more than then. so I was drunk and wanted to fight, thats why im posting this. now I have a broken window, but I know what apartment complex thiskid lives in and what he looks like. I make an effort to kick his ass. |
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| Originally posted by jonSun Damn, sorry to hear that. you better beat his ass |
See I need a Mel.. My wife is six foot tall, lol.
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