Speedy J is an older gentleman who hangs around here. He's always got something petty to say to everyone, and he's always inviting younger male forum members to come to his house so he can extract fluids out of them. It's odd.
Why do you think he's such a negative nancy? By all accounts he's retired, has his own house and land, healthy, and should be enjoying his golden years.
He was a good kid growing up but he ent up running with the wrong crowd and got into a little trouble, still though he was a good boy at heart. He grew up in Beefa TX to a family of humble means they didn't have a whole lot. His dad lost his leg at the factory , and for what? , just so the Bronson family could be a nickle richer and get the load on out the door on schedule like clockwork no matter what it takes. Of course back then everyone wasn't sue happy like they are today so his pops would just rock back and fro in his birch rocker smoking his pipe glaring out the window. But he had a lot of love in his heart, he had just been through so much trauma that things were never really the same after the accident.
That's about the time Speedy J began experimenting with piss jugs and other underworld activities but thats neither here or there. He swore he would never let that happen to him so he literally pulled himself on the bootstraps so hard and with such energy that the stitching ripped out and he hit himself in the face and broke his nose. This was the one and only time since the accident that his father wasn't glaring, he burst into a mad laughter and said STOP HITTING YOU'RESELF STOP HITTING YOUR'ESELF!!! and he flung the screen door open and ran away from home and they never saw him again.
But in his formative years and westpoint a lot of the older gonts took him under they're wing and groomed him for leader ship , its possible he even trained alongside Aquino and some of the other top talent. This is where he learned to excel in water hockey and lacrosse. Then was his boring years he went to tokyo working for AMD and various other jobs just being a paperwork form guy.
Now he paid his dues and hes just trying to pass his wisdom onto these kids ruining they're lifes , and for what? For nothing and it makes him sick because he knows how it is. So tell me, do you feel lucky punk? Do ya?!
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Originally posted by A College Professor
He was a good kid growing up but he ent up running with the wrong crowd and got into a little trouble, still though he was a good boy at heart. He grew up in Beefa TX to a family of humble means they didn't have a whole lot. His dad lost his leg at the factory , and for what? , just so the Bronson family could be a nickle richer and get the load on out the door on schedule like clockwork no matter what it takes. Of course back then everyone wasn't sue happy like they are today so his pops would just rock back and fro in his birch rocker smoking his pipe glaring out the window. But he had a lot of love in his heart, he had just been through so much trauma that things were never really the same after the accident.
That's about the time Speedy J began experimenting with piss jugs and other underworld activities but thats neither here or there. He swore he would never let that happen to him so he literally pulled himself on the bootstraps so hard and with such energy that the stitching ripped out and he hit himself in the face and broke his nose. This was the one and only time since the accident that his father wasn't glaring, he burst into a mad laughter and said STOP HITTING YOU'RESELF STOP HITTING YOUR'ESELF!!! and he flung the screen door open and ran away from home and they never saw him again.
But in his formative years and westpoint a lot of the older gonts took him under they're wing and groomed him for leader ship , its possible he even trained alongside Aquino and some of the other top talent. This is where he learned to excel in water hockey and lacrosse. Then was his boring years he went to tokyo working for AMD and various other jobs just being a paperwork form guy.
Now he paid his dues and hes just trying to pass his wisdom onto these kids ruining they're lifes , and for what? For nothing and it makes him sick because he knows how it is. So tell me, do you feel lucky punk? Do ya?!
Pretty much this, I've spoken to him before several times and he's a solid guy. There's so many assclowns on here that don't like people who are real because they are super closeted aka being a shy little pusssaaaay
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man underwater hockey looks challenging, I love swimming and I'm pretty good at it and it tones me up real quick, but FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK this virus that has closed the pool they just took 3 years to build! Fuck Charlie Bronson.
I have bad lungs but swimming helps strengthen them up real quick
I like ultimate frisbee too , I'm shvelt and smooth and slender like a minx so thats why I'm good at cycling and swimming and running, I have long legs, I pass up the fatties and say hey smell ya later holmes.. and keep it moving like a bosse
Oh look, another thread where a user acknowledges his butt hurt. You started with me slappy. Now you want to whine about big ole mean grumpy Speedy. Grow a set or go back up on the porch with the pups kid.
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Originally posted by Speedy Parker
Oh look, another thread where a user acknowledges his butt hurt. You started with me slappy. Now you want to whine about big ole mean grumpy Speedy. Grow a set or go back up on the porch with the pups kid.
Originally posted by A College Professor
He was a good kid growing up but he ent up running with the wrong crowd and got into a little trouble, still though he was a good boy at heart. He grew up in Beefa TX to a family of humble means they didn't have a whole lot. His dad lost his leg at the factory , and for what? , just so the Bronson family could be a nickle richer and get the load on out the door on schedule like clockwork no matter what it takes. Of course back then everyone wasn't sue happy like they are today so his pops would just rock back and fro in his birch rocker smoking his pipe glaring out the window. But he had a lot of love in his heart, he had just been through so much trauma that things were never really the same after the accident.
That's about the time Speedy J began experimenting with piss jugs and other underworld activities but thats neither here or there. He swore he would never let that happen to him so he literally pulled himself on the bootstraps so hard and with such energy that the stitching ripped out and he hit himself in the face and broke his nose. This was the one and only time since the accident that his father wasn't glaring, he burst into a mad laughter and said STOP HITTING YOU'RESELF STOP HITTING YOUR'ESELF!!! and he flung the screen door open and ran away from home and they never saw him again.
But in his formative years and westpoint a lot of the older gonts took him under they're wing and groomed him for leader ship , its possible he even trained alongside Aquino and some of the other top talent. This is where he learned to excel in water hockey and lacrosse. Then was his boring years he went to tokyo working for AMD and various other jobs just being a paperwork form guy.
Now he paid his dues and hes just trying to pass his wisdom onto these kids ruining they're lifes , and for what? For nothing and it makes him sick because he knows how it is. So tell me, do you feel lucky punk? Do ya?!
It's all true except the part about lacrosse. I suck at lacrosse.
Originally posted by Speedy Parker
Oh look, another thread where a user acknowledges his butt hurt. You started with me slappy. Now you want to whine about big ole mean grumpy Speedy. Grow a set or go back up on the porch with the pups kid.
