i feel like this forum isn't worthy of hearing my personal stories anymore
- Thread starter fraggle
- Start date
in all seriousness tho i dont just come to TW to hear peoples personal storys.
I like hearing about events and what the retards think about them as well.
and to be fair i shared a story yesterday... it might not have been my personal story but i brought something new to TW and it was 7 pages before dropping off the front page.
People do contribute a lot more then jsut retardedness here on TW you jsut see what you want to see.
I like hearing about events and what the retards think about them as well.
and to be fair i shared a story yesterday... it might not have been my personal story but i brought something new to TW and it was 7 pages before dropping off the front page.
People do contribute a lot more then jsut retardedness here on TW you jsut see what you want to see.
Esteban_Villa
Veteran XV
today i licked my own poop to see what it tasted like.
i kinda liked it
i kinda liked it
So the other night I was out and my friend Diego calls me up.
He's like "Dude you wanna RAWK THESE GUYS". "SAL'S IN SOME SHIT".
"He just got JUMPED."
My initial reaction is "Wow, this is some really white trash shit."
But I weight the pros and cons and I decide what the fuck else do I have going on during a Sunday afternoon.
So I say yeah let's meet up.
We meet up and my friend is kind of funny. He likes fat chicks, always has. My earliest memory of Diego is him saying. "Oh yessss. You KNOW you watch porn with fat chicks in it".
So I quickly hop in this car where Diego and his girlfriend Nikki weigh like 4x as me. I thought her Volkswagen Bug was going to do a front flip right there.
We brought weapons just in case. I always carry a North Carolina police baton in my trunk. It wasn't like I wanted to conceal a weapon. Someone gave it to me and that's where its home was. So I bust it out from under my jacket and my friend Diego is like "That's cool, but check this out..."
So he busts out what looks to be a miniature baseball bat. Like you know the "My buddy" commercials back in the day with the little toy dolls? That toy could have made it to the pros with this thing -the size was perfect for him. I laugh to myself and I'm like "Coool."
So we make it over there and right away I'm feeling confident because this cop is talking to two of the attackers and they're all shorter than me, by a lot. I super saiyen power up my white trash roots and stare them down a little while we walk into Sal's front door.
Sal's apartment is a piece of shit. It's section 8 housing and his mom Terri is trash that doesn't know when to shutup. She sounds like she has good intentions but she's on so many prescription pills all the time who the fuck could tell?
So we finally talk to Sal and get the story of what's going on. His girlfriend is a slut, I already knew this. She apparently was going over to the neighbors and fucking some of the guys. Actually.. Now that I think about it, the first time I met Sal he had one of his gaged earrings ripped out of his ear by his GIRLFRIEND in front of the "attacker's" house.
Anyway, back to the upcoming UFC/Jerry Springer throwdown.
Sal tells me how 4 of them jumped him (I'm sure after he was talking shit related to his girlfriend going over there) but 4 vs 1 is pussy either way. He was roughed up pretty good.
So we wait for the cops to leave and we roll over there.
Oh, I almost forgot. Diego's fat friends. Diego knows these two lesbian trashy girls named "Big Bird" and Nicole. Big Bird is like 6'3" gotta be... 220 lbs. Chunky. Nicole is the same dimensions except shorter, maybe 5'10". Died blonde hair, many facial piercings. They're here to back us up. I'm like whatever, put some bells on their necks and our backup could have been mistaken for cows.
So we roll over there and I'm leading the pack. Even though I don't know any of these guys very well except Diego, I could tell that none of these guys knew how to handle a situation like this.
There's about 14 of them on the back porch. First thing I say is this: "Alright guys you have three options. You can all tell me you're pussies and go back inside and everythings good... ... Or you can walk out of this fence and fight me one on one. Or we can all just fight."
Now, Diego is right behind me but everyone else, including Sal and the cows was at least 40 feet spread out behind us just watching. Still, between the cows and Diego's girlfriend they're so big I'm sure they were intimidating even 40 feet away.
As soon as I gave them their options 4 of the people went inside. So it was down to 10.
I was calm & confidently explaining to them if they want to fight right here they should just walk out of the fence and it would be on. The smallest shit talkers eventually went inside.
The apartment's owner was at the fence gate playing with a bat like he was going to hit me with it talking about how he couldn't fight because he was on probation. I was leaning on their fence calmly continuing to talk shit unphased by the bat.
I quickly realized none of them wanted to fight so I would periodically walk away. As soon as I did this they would spontaneously grow balls and start yelling shit. I would then turn around, head back towards their fence, and they would be as quiet as librarians, again.
At one point I was shaking their fence and a piece fell off.
PLEASE INSERT 50 CENTS.
He's like "Dude you wanna RAWK THESE GUYS". "SAL'S IN SOME SHIT".
"He just got JUMPED."
My initial reaction is "Wow, this is some really white trash shit."
But I weight the pros and cons and I decide what the fuck else do I have going on during a Sunday afternoon.
So I say yeah let's meet up.
We meet up and my friend is kind of funny. He likes fat chicks, always has. My earliest memory of Diego is him saying. "Oh yessss. You KNOW you watch porn with fat chicks in it".
So I quickly hop in this car where Diego and his girlfriend Nikki weigh like 4x as me. I thought her Volkswagen Bug was going to do a front flip right there.
We brought weapons just in case. I always carry a North Carolina police baton in my trunk. It wasn't like I wanted to conceal a weapon. Someone gave it to me and that's where its home was. So I bust it out from under my jacket and my friend Diego is like "That's cool, but check this out..."
So he busts out what looks to be a miniature baseball bat. Like you know the "My buddy" commercials back in the day with the little toy dolls? That toy could have made it to the pros with this thing -the size was perfect for him. I laugh to myself and I'm like "Coool."
So we make it over there and right away I'm feeling confident because this cop is talking to two of the attackers and they're all shorter than me, by a lot. I super saiyen power up my white trash roots and stare them down a little while we walk into Sal's front door.
Sal's apartment is a piece of shit. It's section 8 housing and his mom Terri is trash that doesn't know when to shutup. She sounds like she has good intentions but she's on so many prescription pills all the time who the fuck could tell?
So we finally talk to Sal and get the story of what's going on. His girlfriend is a slut, I already knew this. She apparently was going over to the neighbors and fucking some of the guys. Actually.. Now that I think about it, the first time I met Sal he had one of his gaged earrings ripped out of his ear by his GIRLFRIEND in front of the "attacker's" house.
Anyway, back to the upcoming UFC/Jerry Springer throwdown.
Sal tells me how 4 of them jumped him (I'm sure after he was talking shit related to his girlfriend going over there) but 4 vs 1 is pussy either way. He was roughed up pretty good.
So we wait for the cops to leave and we roll over there.
Oh, I almost forgot. Diego's fat friends. Diego knows these two lesbian trashy girls named "Big Bird" and Nicole. Big Bird is like 6'3" gotta be... 220 lbs. Chunky. Nicole is the same dimensions except shorter, maybe 5'10". Died blonde hair, many facial piercings. They're here to back us up. I'm like whatever, put some bells on their necks and our backup could have been mistaken for cows.
So we roll over there and I'm leading the pack. Even though I don't know any of these guys very well except Diego, I could tell that none of these guys knew how to handle a situation like this.
There's about 14 of them on the back porch. First thing I say is this: "Alright guys you have three options. You can all tell me you're pussies and go back inside and everythings good... ... Or you can walk out of this fence and fight me one on one. Or we can all just fight."
Now, Diego is right behind me but everyone else, including Sal and the cows was at least 40 feet spread out behind us just watching. Still, between the cows and Diego's girlfriend they're so big I'm sure they were intimidating even 40 feet away.
As soon as I gave them their options 4 of the people went inside. So it was down to 10.
I was calm & confidently explaining to them if they want to fight right here they should just walk out of the fence and it would be on. The smallest shit talkers eventually went inside.
The apartment's owner was at the fence gate playing with a bat like he was going to hit me with it talking about how he couldn't fight because he was on probation. I was leaning on their fence calmly continuing to talk shit unphased by the bat.
I quickly realized none of them wanted to fight so I would periodically walk away. As soon as I did this they would spontaneously grow balls and start yelling shit. I would then turn around, head back towards their fence, and they would be as quiet as librarians, again.
At one point I was shaking their fence and a piece fell off.
PLEASE INSERT 50 CENTS.
you're like half right there well maybe a third right. why you so emo?
seriously nobody else posts anything good why should i.
introducing fraggle the shitposter!
enjoy.
You were'nt posting shit thread all the time before?
I want to read that, actually. My sister has it on her bookshelf. She works with troubled kids and they recommended it to her.
how does my observation make me an emo?
she looks like a nice woman, i'm sure she's a good mother, i just doubt that sex with her is above average. i just can't picture it being any better than boring.
Your sig helps counteract that, it's so happy
I try to do my part
Not much you can do as a meber though. Every post, no matter the content, gets "close regs" or "stfu meber" replies.
Darkstrand
Veteran X
seriously nobody else posts anything good why should i.
introducing fraggle the shitposter!
enjoy.
but but but how will vet 2's ruin the forum by trying to repost everything anybody says in their threads to non teedub RL parties concerned.
the fact is those people ruined teedub and a lot of the idiots went along with it laughing.