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2018-06-10 at 9:11 PM UTCMulti-Quote TODAY
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2018-06-10 at 9:13 PM UTCI second this
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2018-06-10 at 9:35 PM UTCI park in around the block as instructed, the last time I was at Mash's house his dad tripped out and pulled a hunting rifle on me because I said some off the wall shit while on a bad acid trip. Problems avoided, I park up the street and climb through the basement window into the realm of Mash. It's a strange magical domain shrouded by an absence of drywall. I arrive after sunset and Mash is just waking up to a coffee cup full of stale steel reserve and non narcotic cough syrup. We shoot the shit for 15 minutes before we get down to business. Our business is smoking freebase cocaine and having a rap battle to the death and business is good. We smoke the cocaine though a car radio antenna that Mash has cracked off of his neighbors fully restored 1975 Olds Cutlass.
I exhale a fat toke of the freebase cocaine and me and Mash proceed to rap battle for a little bit. The cocaine loosens my inhibitions and the free style raps seem to come out of me effortlessly. Mash how ever is a talented musician with years of freestyle rap experience. Needless to say he totally roasts me. I begin to fiend for another blast of crack but Mash has hidden it away, when I ask him to break out another pair of hits and he calls me a leach in another freestyle rap. I get pissed and I sucker punch him in the side of the head.
Somewhere between two 24 oz steel reserves and a couple hits of crack skinny little Mash has learned to fight like an animal. As soon as my sucker punch landed Mash was hissing and swinging below my belt. I land another shot, this one firmly in his temple. He acts like he's going down, but instead takes a knee and uppercut blasts me in my testicles. Wide eyed, I buckle over, in such sever pain that I'm having trouble catching my breath. With a quickness Mash busts me between the eyes with an empty malt liquor bottle and I'm out. I try to open my eyes a few times but blood has pooled over them and coagulated.
I lie on the cool basement floor for a few hours coming in and out of consciousness before Mash awakens me and helps me remove the blood crust from over my eyes with a pile of Arby's napkins and a bottle of water. I apologize for sucker punching him and he says he's sorry he took it so far, and that he doesn't know what had come over him. He reaches into the blue plastic cooler we were keeping the beers in and hands me a chunk of ice wrapped in a dirty shirt. We share the last steel reserve and smoke a couple roaches he found in a shoe box under his playstation.The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2018-06-10 at 10 PM UTC
Originally posted by The loud obnoxious puking guy in a restaraunt I park in around the block as instructed, the last time I was at Mash's house his dad tripped out and pulled a hunting rifle on me because I said some off the wall shit while on a bad acid trip. Problems avoided, I park up the street and climb through the basement window into the realm of Mash. It's a strange magical domain shrouded by an absence of drywall. I arrive after sunset and Mash is just waking up to a coffee cup full of stale steel reserve and non narcotic cough syrup. We shoot the shit for 15 minutes before we get down to business. Our business is smoking freebase cocaine and having a rap battle to the death and business is good. We smoke the cocaine though a car radio antenna that Mash has cracked off of his neighbors fully restored 1975 Olds Cutlass.
I exhale a fat toke of the freebase cocaine and me and Mash proceed to rap battle for a little bit. The cocaine loosens my inhibitions and the free style raps seem to come out of me effortlessly. Mash how ever is a talented musician with years of freestyle rap experience. Needless to say he totally roasts me. I begin to fiend for another blast of crack but Mash has hidden it away, when I ask him to break out another pair of hits and he calls me a leach in another freestyle rap. I get pissed and I sucker punch him in the side of the head.
Somewhere between two 24 oz steel reserves and a couple hits of crack skinny little Mash has learned to fight like an animal. As soon as my sucker punch landed Mash was hissing and swinging below my belt. I land another shot, this one firmly in his temple. He acts like he's going down, but instead takes a knee and uppercut blasts me in my testicles. Wide eyed, I buckle over, in such sever pain that I'm having trouble catching my breath. With a quickness Mash busts me between the eyes with an empty malt liquor bottle and I'm out. I try to open my eyes a few times but blood has pooled over them and coagulated.
I lie on the cool basement floor for a few hours coming in and out of consciousness before Mash awakens me and helps me remove the blood crust from over my eyes with a pile of Arby's napkins and a bottle of water. I apologize for sucker punching him and he says he's sorry he took it so far, and that he doesn't know what had come over him. He reaches into the blue plastic cooler we were keeping the beers in and hands me a chunk of ice wrapped in a dirty shirt. We share the last steel reserve and smoke a couple roaches he found in a shoe box under his playstation.
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2018-06-10 at 10:25 PM UTCI feel really rejected by him. He leaves me in a deep depression. Never calls, never flirts with me on here, and never wants to invade my asshole. I have the disappointment for you Lanny
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2018-06-11 at 3:03 AM UTCYou just hold shift while clicking the quote button.The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2018-06-11 at 3:07 AM UTCYou don't even have to. Just click "Quote" and the quote appears in the Quick Reply box. Click another quote and it, too, appears in the Quick Reply box, and so on.
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2018-06-11 at 4:13 AM UTC
Originally posted by Malice You just hold shift while clicking the quote button.
Originally posted by Malice You just hold shift while clicking the quote button.
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Originally posted by The loud obnoxious puking guy in a restaraunt LET ME SHOW YOU MY REAL POWER
Originally posted by -SpectraL You don't even have to. Just click "Quote" and the quote appears in the Quick Reply box. Click another quote and it, too, appears in the Quick Reply box, and so on.
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2018-06-11 at 6:06 AM UTC
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2018-06-11 at 6:47 AM UTCyou're going to die mash
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2018-06-11 at 6:47 AM UTCbut yeah, shift click it if you don't want to scroll.
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2018-06-14 at 4:27 AM UTC
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2018-06-14 at 4:38 AM UTCppl r abusing the quote system!
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