What I Don't Like...
On Feb 2, 10:52*am, wrote:
On Feb 2, 8:47*am, wrote:
On Feb 1, 6:25*pm, wrote:
I can see why mommie commited suicide, if I had to share a double wide
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Nope, heart-attack, a natural cause. Which is more than you will
recieve, some day, asswipe.
Hopefully, some truck driver will barrel down that secondary road you
live on, and crash right through that **** house of yours, killing you
while you sleep. Or maybe the rest of your ****ed family, while you're
out rowing one of your leaky boats. Or maybe while you're chopping
wood, and can see the whole thing.
Tick, tick, tick........douchebag.
With this post, you've shown yourself to be the biggest piece of crap
that exists. What a ****ing low life. I'd LOVE the chance to meet up
with you. Please, if you're ever in Atlanta, give me a shout.
Please, if you're ever in Atlanta, give me a shout.
Now whos hiding behind his desk?? I'd have to have your phone number
for that.Pfoooot !! *If I was ever in Atlanta, and we did meet, it
would be the worst day of your miserable existence. Actually, I dont
think I could punch someone as old as you. You might **** your pants,
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No problem! Tell me when you're getting here, flight number etc. I'll
meet you at the airport. I'd LOVE the shot, you low life puke. Harry's
acting like I can't defend myself, and he's coming to Atlanta, wonder
if he'll have the balls to let me know his flight number, arrival date
and time, etc?? I'm betting not, he just hides behind usenet.
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