September 15, 2006

Fucking Pussies

Well, now is the time to post about Helen. What a Bitch.

What do I remember?

I had a great time…my woman had a great time. That would be the bottom line.

I remember “thatâ€? the people I had a great deal of admiration and respect for ran like scalded dogs when confronted with “a challengeâ€?. Fucking pussies…all of you. You know who you are.

Bwahahahahahah!!!

Any of you motherfuckers want to comment on that?

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16 Comments

  1. Posted September 15, 2006 at 7:01 pm | Permalink

    A great show from the deck to be sure. Those fireworks were Downtown! Just Damn!

  2. Posted September 15, 2006 at 8:36 pm | Permalink

    All I remember is that when the fire started raining down on me up on the deck, I started having some bad flashbacks and had to break for cover. Bad bad juju, my friend.

  3. Posted September 15, 2006 at 9:18 pm | Permalink

    I’ll comment. I said to all within earshot that within 30 minutes the Law was going to break down on your stupid ass, and that I would at that point glide into the background, the better able to bail your sorry ass out of jail, should it come to that.
    You have a problem with that dynamic?

  4. Posted September 15, 2006 at 10:28 pm | Permalink

    Hey V-Man…your stupid ass is a pussy as well…and your dynamic whatever can kiss my stupid ass. You should’ve known I was out of earshot. You are a fucking Pussy!!! Sorry ass fucking pussy to go!!!
    Bwahahahah!!!!
    Break Left!!!
    Good to see you my friend, but you can take those 30 minutes and stick ‘em up your ass.
    Do I have a problem with that dynamic? No….

  5. Posted September 15, 2006 at 10:58 pm | Permalink

    I was a foreigner; it was my first time shooting fireworks; the lighter was in my damn hand!!! I had to run – shit only knows what would’ve happened if I’d have gotten arrested.
    DAMN! ha ha ha

  6. Posted September 16, 2006 at 1:14 pm | Permalink

    I would have stayed as backup Yabu. I’m good at talking to cops.

  7. Posted September 16, 2006 at 1:21 pm | Permalink

    I know where I was.

  8. Posted September 16, 2006 at 2:14 pm | Permalink

    … my blister is healing nicely, thank you…

  9. Posted September 16, 2006 at 8:04 pm | Permalink

    I probably would have been too drunk to notice any farookin’ thing.

  10. Posted September 17, 2006 at 3:05 am | Permalink

    You think I’m staying to cover your back, motherfucker? Up yours.

  11. Posted September 17, 2006 at 10:56 am | Permalink

    What the fuck am I supposed to say:
    I will try my best in any case:
    Yabu’s a hot fire cracker.
    Vman could be a jail breaker.
    Dax was downtown.
    Dash had flashbacks.
    Lisa W was guilty as she lit the damn stuff.
    Libby wanted to help with the jailbreak.
    Kelly was sleeping.
    Eric was burnt.
    Jim and me were nowhere, and drunk.
    Zonker is pissed (angry-not drunk)
    With no reported murders or burning’s at the stake I think it went well in Helen.
    I would have to “do” (ref Ellison) it the next time to set the record straight.

  12. Posted September 17, 2006 at 3:06 pm | Permalink

    Eric’s the only one that left evidence Yabu… At least the rest of us know how to make a clean getaway…

  13. Posted September 17, 2006 at 4:49 pm | Permalink

    .. busted..

  14. Posted September 18, 2006 at 11:51 am | Permalink

    I was running to get the necessary equipment to help you Fargo those cops’ asses…but there were too many witnesses.

  15. Posted September 18, 2006 at 12:49 pm | Permalink

    I’m with Dash. The show from the deck was hilarious!

  16. Bob
    Posted September 20, 2006 at 6:31 pm | Permalink

    Elisson — first time I’ve ever heard “Fargo” as a transitive verb. (Though I have on occasion used “Bangor”.)