UncleBuck
Well-Known Member
sounds like you're a fan of weed thieves. no real surprise there.easily frightened-
did i mention you get robbed by teenagers?
sounds like you're a fan of weed thieves. no real surprise there.easily frightened-
did i mention you get robbed by teenagers?
considering that they got a few vegging plants and i kept every bud of the harvest, i'd say i came out ahead.no-
you're wrong again. i actually care about teaching you to act like a real man, and not a butt hurt whiner.
if you're going with that theory, then it follows that you were raped in the ass by a black man with a full set of teeth.so-
did you ever think about coming out on the father abuse thing. im sure we would support you.
wow. talk about the promise of safety while providing strategy.Politicians and supporters promised safety and provided tragedy as thousands of innocent law abiding citizens were murdered in their homes
you just confirmed what a frightened little (wo)man you are.Listen fucktard watching MSNBC 24/7 while smok'n weed in your mom's basement is no where near reality. When you get to LAX tell the taxi you are looking for 18th Street LMFAO
trust me i know. can't even find reloadsGood luck finding 9mm ammunition. Hard to find these days, call around and you will see.
there is no need to be so upset.If LA is too scary to preach pussy, try any middle-eastern city. They will bury you up to your waste, just like the bitch you are, and women and children will stone you to death.
it's too bad for you the feelings just reading this makes me relive. you argument is so moot and ridiculous it has no merit outside of your liviing room. as soon as oyu walk outside you are experiencing the freedom men such as myself provide.This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.My rifle, without me, is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will...My rifle and I know that what counts in this war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, or the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit...My rifle is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel. I will keep my rifle clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...Before God, I swear this creed. My rifle and I are the defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life.So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy, but peace!