Freedom Town: Aesthetic and Recreational Lawn Alternative
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summabitch, why do i always end up working with some pig who cannot eat quietly?
muh fuckers in my profession have ZERO social skills / work etiquette.
sitting in their cube smack smack smacking away on food, daily like i wanna hear that nasty shit.
....bout to go postal lol
muh fuckers in my profession have ZERO social skills / work etiquette.
sitting in their cube smack smack smacking away on food, daily like i wanna hear that nasty shit.
....bout to go postal lol
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ALL BOUT CHICKEN
I remember in either 6th or 7th grade some kids wanted to jump me, so for my protection I packed some of those toy rubber snakes (no marty/ probably got it at marine world or some shit) the one that would hurt like a fucking whip. Anyways kids stepped up, and I swung and hit one of them hella hard - and that was done with that situation.
Don't know why that popped up in my head today.
I remember also some little kid from the crest that moved in the neighborhood wanted to fight me at the bus stop, I pushed him so hard he fell into the dirt, and everyone laughed.
Mind you, I been always one of the tallest kid in my class, so I always had size advantage in scuffles.
I remember also some little kid from the crest that moved in the neighborhood wanted to fight me at the bus stop, I pushed him so hard he fell into the dirt, and everyone laughed.
Mind you, I been always one of the tallest kid in my class, so I always had size advantage in scuffles.
one time in the 6th grade ( I was not a badass in middle school, I got picked on a lot ) This kid named Lalo was talking shit, but he was skinny so I figured this was the one I was gonna challenge & let the rest of the school see.
so we go to my grandmas house, because it was right on the street where my school was, we get there, there is hella kids with us ( some of which I am still friends with today ) ... little did I know, Lalo's dad was a boxer & had been training him as a boxer since he was little.
(meanwhile my only training was me getting beat up by my brother every day, or fighting kids at school)
I got my ass laid flat the fuck out, out cold on my grandparents lawn.
I came to & Lalo was gone, but he approached me the next day & shook my hand & asked if I was cool & said he didnt have any problem with me, he didnt even wanna fight me.
tl;DR I got beat up in 6th grade by a boxer.
so we go to my grandmas house, because it was right on the street where my school was, we get there, there is hella kids with us ( some of which I am still friends with today ) ... little did I know, Lalo's dad was a boxer & had been training him as a boxer since he was little.
(meanwhile my only training was me getting beat up by my brother every day, or fighting kids at school)
I got my ass laid flat the fuck out, out cold on my grandparents lawn.
I came to & Lalo was gone, but he approached me the next day & shook my hand & asked if I was cool & said he didnt have any problem with me, he didnt even wanna fight me.
tl;DR I got beat up in 6th grade by a boxer.