I would've beat the shit out of you if you was in my cell block.
I am so fucking sick of seeing your faggot videos every day here. It's no wonder you post them all now that you're on the outs. You're a fucking embarrassment to the prison community. Fight me irl faggot nigger bitch.
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There are so many moving parts to my life I really gotta get off the fucking pills. I just need a stress free yet busy day and I'm good. Christmas is good in this way.
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Originally posted by Octavian
I work for a rival company with more pay, me getting sacked inadvertantly got me a better job.
You're what, pushing 40, no job and basically homeless, no friends or family apart from a bunch of degenerates on a site that would pay to see you hang yourself.
OOooh Snap!
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I remember your thread/post about getting fired from solar panel salesman for verbally slaughtering a guy with a colonoscopy bag in the presence of his wife
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Originally posted by Octavian
I got hired and fired within 2 fucking weeks. Got a great job saving scum bags loads of tax. Boss pays for me to go the shitty Island he grew up on to meet his family and friends, a sort of get to know each other along with some other faggot.
Massive house, girlfriend half his age, No Epstein vibes. Anyways we had already started drinking by the time we boarded the plane, 11am and I'm completely wankered by the time we attend a party in the evening. Within half hour of being there I apparently threatened to bottle some cunt, ask some strangers if I could get Cocaine; and slapped the birthday girl's ass who's party it was as I walked into the pub, (Infront of her family). Safe to say I was awoken in the morning by my now ex boss with a piece of paper with my flight details. I must have caused that much offense he put me on a seperate flight within 2 hours of waking. My original one was for 9.20pm. Clearly that was me finished. That job would have had me sorted for life. I debated going my Grandmother's so I could deepthroat one of my uncle's shotguns but thought better of it. Wouldn't be fair my brains ruining that lovely furniture/ decor.
So now I've decided I am NEVER going to drink again. Everytime I've been arrested/ caused problems is when I have been out of it. The bitter Irony is had I been on Cocaine at the time; none of this fucking mess would have happened cause I would have been sober.
Fuck-my-life!
Well, it's not all for nothing. I learned a shit load in those 2 weeks and have now applied for jobs in the same sector. With the knowledge gained I hope to climb my way back up but there's no way I'll get to where I could have been as fast. Complete abstinance unless in the confines of a room with limited person(s) / sluts has never given me any problems. I just have to know my limits.
If you don't give up the cocaine as well then it doesn't make that much of a difference because once you do a line the odds you are going to drink as well are basically 100. I think you need help. I've been there. I might still be there idfk, but I pulled it together for long enough to get my life back on track. You can do it too.
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Get a 6 foot steel pipe just large enough to stick your head in. Weld or even epoxy a cap on one end. Drill a small hole in the cap just large enough to accept model rocket fuse. Aquire or make a couple of pounds of black powder.
Place a wick in the dulled hole long enough to reach about 2 feet past the open end of the pipe. Dump the powder in the pipe. Wad up newspaper and pack it on top of the powder. Finally pour nails, screws broken glass, rocks, and anything else which is small, hard and sharp. Pull out your Bic brand lighter with one hand, (this will only work with Bic), grab the wick with your other hand, place both hands in front of your navel, stick your head in the open end of the pipe, light the fuse, and start humming your favorite song.
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but the thing is who cares what a bunch of idiots that pay to go see someone hit a ball and prance around like a bunch of over paid faggots, of course the sheeple that go to these events are huge liberals that support kapernick and the clintons. sports teams on a national level are so stupid.. like "hurrr! we just gotta get in der and do it and we will win this!" its like OH REALLY! WE ARE GOING TO DO THIS?! WE'RE GOING TO TAKE PRIDE AND A FEELING OF ACCOMPLISHMENT FOR SOMETHING WE WERE NEVER APART OF?! I MEAN WE DID BUY THERE JERSEYS AND TEN DOLLAR NACHOS!"
what a bunch of jealous chumps, if you ask me.
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[keratinize my mild-tasting blossoming]
About 10 hours ago, I signed out of NiS on all my devices.
I thought of making an official goodbye thread, but they are almost universally followed up by casual posting like 12-36 hours later.
So I thought, why not just rip it off like a bandaid.
But, perhaps in a drunken instinctual response, found myself looking at an NiS thread suddenly, and it was Aldra's post, and I just had to respond because I can't leave a homie hanging.
But anyway, I have decided to leave NiS this morning.
I love like 99% of you, so it was not an easy decision to make.
But, I've been noticing a general trend in my life towards the negative lately, and, while correlation certainly does not imply causality, the underlying pattern cannot be ignored.
And then, the incident that just kinda sealed the deal...
That one person (the 1%) that actually fucking pisses me off around here (captain falcon, in case anyone is wondering), sent me a goddamn P fucking M just to tell me how much he despises me.
Like... I can take insults and all that on the forums, but it's kinda fucked up to wake up to shit like that on my PMs.
So, having been considering leaving (merely to try new avenues in life), combined with actual bullshit like that, I have decided to take a break of indetermined length.
But I love the vast majority of you.
If anyone was offended by my periodical liquor and boner induced sexist rants, I apologize.
If you ever found my use of the N word or the F word ("faggot", not "fuck"), I appologize.
With the one and only sole exception of captain falcon, you all have been great and it's a heartfelt goodbye.
But, goodbye.
Sometimes, life needs a new perspective.
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Originally posted by HTS
Sorry, bro. Didn't mean to weird you out.
Is this the ultimate troll? are you fucking around with us HTS?
You had your penis removed and then later found G-d through Islam?
I don't want to sound like the bad guy here but just like there are radicalist in Christianity that might want to harm you (Which isn't very Christian) the same is going to occur in Islam (though this might not be a very forgiving islamic thing for them)
but they're radicalist and I fear what might happen.
On a positive Note; This could be a top selling-novel if you wrote about your journey.
Seriously not being funny about this. How will this play out. Keep us up to date.
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I'm fucking pissed off still over it, It shouldn't of ever happened to begin with. I was having lunch and a few brews naked about to get in the shower before work and someone knocks at my door and I go to the door and its my neighbor/friend and I open the door to see what he wants, crack it just open enough since I was naked and I was like sup man, and he was obviously wasted and he was like "hey man let me come in and play guitar I have some wine" And I was like "dude I'm naked I'm about to get in the shower I'm going to work in a bit" and he was like "Common man" and just shoved his way in, And I'm like whatever and he hands me his thermos of wine and I take a swig and walk into the bathroom to shower. I get out and get dressed and he's telling me how he just refilled his suboxone script and so obviously I ask for some and we go to his place and gives me one and I eat it. And he's going on about how some girl he started seeing recently some junkie bitch broke his heart, but you can tell its a false outrage since he's kind of a fag and just attention whoring because he rarely gets laid anymore.
So I walk to the sunshine station to get catch my bus buzzing pretty hard and this girl I know Odile is there. I've spoke to her there several times, she's 19 a virgin and really shy and sweet, very petite and pretty. She's not like those other girls, theres something different in her eyes, she's got more than curls. I know she's like that so I approach her differently because I know I can be kind of intimidating to certain girls because I mostly hang out with punk rock girls. So we've gotten to know each other a little bit talking to her at down around the UT where she goes to school near the sunshine station. Just talking about the classes she's taking and her asking me about my job being working at an oyster bar. I do most of the talking because she's so soft spoken, but thats fine, she apologized once for being so shy but she likes talking to me. Today she was wearing a poodle skirt with a nice blouse and jet black hair pulled into a pony tail. Beautiful pale complexion. And I ask her "Hey how have you been doing, doll?" giving her a sweet smile. And she smiles back and tells me she's doing really well and school is going great and I tell her thats good to hear, and its good see you again.
And we can enjoy each others company just sitting together, not always feeling forced to engage in conversation just enjoying each others presence. Theres some older dude across the street with a table set up with pamphlets, probably some leftist political agenda I dont know or care really. And he has what I assume is his dog sitting in a chair on the other side of the table that I guess is meant for people to sit down and talk to him, hear his whole shpeal, but obviously no one is interested. And he slams his fist on the table six times and he slaps his dog in the face, an old dog. And he hits him so hard the dogs head goes to the side and just stays there for a few seconds in that position, he probably spine/neck problems and then he slowly moves his head back. Then the guy does the same thing slams his fist against the table and slaps him again and then the dogs head is to the side for a few seconds then slowly moves back. And I'm thinkin what the fuck, I can't believe I'm seeing this, who does this asshole think he is.
Odile is seeing this too, and she looks really flustered almost like she's about to cry and she's looking around just to not have to look at it like she can't believe this dog is being treated like this but what can she do? She's a skinny little girl, and she looks down to the ground looking like she wishes she could do something but she can't like she's too timid to do something just because she doesn't know what to do, she looks defeated. I'm not like that at all and I tell Odile to watch my stuff and leave my back pack with her and she says "wait what are you doing Doug?" and I don't say anything I just cross the street really quickly and walk up to the side of the and he's so oblivious and in his own little world he doesn't even see it coming, I say "hey fuck head" and bitch slap him right on his ear and he starts yelling and holding his ear. And I just run back across the street and grab my backpack and say to Odile "I gotta go.." And she says "Wait Doug where are you going?!" And I say "I can't be here now" As I don't want to have the cops called on me.. And she says "Wait I'll come with you" And we walk off together really fast to go catch the bus further down the street several blocks away.
I end up getting off the bus at my work and tell her I'll talk to her later and she says for me to be careful and I told her I'll try. It's bullshit that I even had to do that but the guy had it coming, I can't stand people who abuse animals. And also whenever I take opiods I get really pissed off if anything doesn't go my way and messes with my high.
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I'm growing my beard out and have been going to the local mosque every Friday. Sudo inspired me, and when I read the words of the prophet Mohammed (PBUH) I knew that I had made many mistakes. I will do right by God and live a good life, and hopefully be able to make amends for the transgressions the jedis deceived me into committing, inshallah.
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