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I feel exactly the same, i was actually sickened when i read that your mum killed the plant, then went on to telling you, if it can be revived, you can keep it.Quote:
Originally Posted by chisme
I'd ask her why the fuck she bleached it, if she was just going to let you grow it anyway. As she's letting you grow it, then i guess she doesn't feel too strongly about disliking weed, so it's weird she killed it in the first place.. we now need to know why. Ask her.
Strange? No. A woman...yes.Quote:
Originally Posted by flamingskullballs
I'm sorry to hear about your loss, johnny. With your moms wishes hopefully you can grow another?...and "pawn it off on your brother"?
Oh well, what can ya do.
You were growing under moms roof, without her knowing, she had every right to destroy your plant. I find it very hard to believe that she poured bleach all over it, then you convinced her to let you finish budding it?!
My advice: Kill your mother, beat your brother with a metal pipe. That will show those bastards.
i agree she did have every right to kill it just cuse she didnt know but i felt she could have delt with it another way by not killing it imediatly but instead waiting till i came home and kill it infront of me. but thats just what i would do in that situation at least i would have been able to save it. but when i kut her down to night i walked by my mom with it and she asked me what it was. i said "what di you think it is?" and she asked if it made it. WTF. i said no you puored bleach on it its dead. and get this she actually said sorry. i dont know if shes crazy or cool as hell. but now the plot thickens. my bro told my dad. my dad doesnt live with me but he pays for school, car, gas, and child support. and he doesnt know i even smoke. so i called my bro whos 26, and told him i was kicking his ass next time i saw him, Turky Day, he said no but if i was man enough to come up to his work and beat his ass. i told him ok id be there by 7:30 after i got off at 7. and he said ok. then he gets scared and calls my dad again and tells him to stop me from going up there because he would call the cops and have me arrested.Quote:
Originally Posted by Nochowderforyou
I want to hug you right now, lol, that's terrible! I have lots of sad feelings for you and your baby girl, I'll smoke a bowl in her honor.
Just another example- violence solves nothing.
I say cut your losses and let this whole thing go. You're lucky she didn't call a cop (though she might have gotten time too.. )
Anyway, be cool.
i mean im 18 yo, 190 lb, and 6'. hes 26 yo, 220 lb, and 6'. he has always beten on me ever since i can remember. and i dont mean brother-brother fighting i mean fists and feet want to kill each other fighting. he threw a 30 lb block of solid ice at my face when i was only in 4th grade. hes a douch bag above all other douch bags. but since i started teaching my fighting class he hasnt messed with me. i know i can take him easy. just a quick scoop kick to the knee and a juming knee to the head and hes gone. but actually i would want this to be a brawl i mean blood, teeth, broken limbs. all that fun stuff.
im having a bad day myself, i just found out the only person i care about in this damn town doesnt give a shit about me. what do i do. leave??? fuck i hate this place.
sorry im just blowing off steam.
r u sure? maybe you didnt get the whole story, or miss understood them. i say wait and try to find the truth.Quote:
Originally Posted by NightProwler