ROFL, how did you guess ^_^.
You must have SnadBoy's Revelation v2 xD.
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ROFL, how did you guess ^_^.
You must have SnadBoy's Revelation v2 xD.
I think my anger and adrenaline would have carried me as long as it took to get to that maggot and take back what's mine. It's just the principle of it all!
hell no dont be a snitchQuote:
Originally Posted by BabyFacedAbortion
:p i dont think it would even be a good idea to call the copsQuote:
Originally Posted by budsmoker
wat are u going to say? some kid stole my pot??
Bwahahahahaha!Quote:
Originally Posted by shoi
Good one shoi.:thumbsup:
and plus nobody likes snitches, at least i dont, i hate rats:mad:Quote:
Originally Posted by shoi
Use this then!
I went to sell a sack to someone one time,handed him the baggie,he handed me a wad of bills,I looked at the bills...DOLLAR BILLS!!!! and two tickets to a Guns and Roses concert. By the time I looked up he was haulin ass down the street. He thought he could outrun someone twice his age...He did'nt know me very well,I ride a bicycle 30-50 miles a day,have for years!! Chased him down an alley,round a corner and caught him by his hair,snatched the sack back,stuffed the dollar bills in his mouth(By force) and kept the G&R tickets "For the Hassle"
Some people think Deadheads are stupid and out of shape:D
thats sum funny shit right thur:D just what i woulda dun:thumbsup:Quote:
Originally Posted by The Figment
I went to a nearby filling station to buy a pack of smokes one night. It was late, like 3 AM. There was a black guy there too. Well, I pulled out a twenty to pay for the smokes, and this black guy snatches the bill and takes off running. I got pissed, and jumped in my car and squealed out after him. Ran him down for a couple of blocks before he figured out he was going to run out of energy before my car ran out of gas. His eyes in my headlights were filled with terror.
Then he ran down between two buildings, so I loudly screeched to a halt, jumped out of the car (but took the keys) and ran after him. By then he was way more tired than I was, so I ran him down before he reached the alley. I hit him in the stomach and he doubled over, then I kneed him in the balls and he collapsed. Then I kicked him until I heard something crack in his ribcage. While he was moaning and groaning on the ground, I checked him for my money, but he'd dropped the twenty somewhere, so I gave him one last kick (in the area where I'd heard a rib break), which produced the pleasing sound of a man in great pain, and left him there in the darkness between the buildings.
I bet that fucker doesn't try that again!