Message from the great Cobson.

[rum dick]

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Originally Posted by nextlevelshit

Marty if anyone is obsessed, it is you that are obsessed with both Scooter and 408Mike. Some weird fucking unholy triad. You were bragging that you found a friend because dude has a shit sack at his side and no one else can handle his stench. But good ol Marty, he found a friend.

Very heartwarming.

dont forget about his deaf roommates

[Tyde]

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Originally Posted by nextlevelshit

Well I'm sure Marti has no clue when I was smelly. This is what happened. I was touring around Cali playing poker. I decided to meet Marti. He had one of those CL roommates because he can't ever put together his own place. SO he had no contorl over the internet. He was in some furious internet battle with DanDruff over god only remembers. Since I could not use my own laptop since Marti didn't know the wifi password in his own home, I was forced to "sweat" Marti typing hunchbacked and furious at Todd. Now I wanted to read whatever it was that made the sweet pour off Marti's brow, so I tried to shoulder surf by reading his monitor like people do in offices all the time. Well Marty couldn't handle that and screamed at me to get away and back off, even though I was just standing behind him. I wouldn't do that though, and Marty couldn't put down his keyboard during his 48th flamewar with Dan Druff.

Later after he had one of his psychotic breakdowns, much like what we see here, I called him out on this incident. How freaky he was during his flamewar. It was fucking epic, his intense intent.

His answer to his behavior was that he told me to back off because "I smelled".

I feel like masterpiece theater in some way.

nobody cares about your psychobabble junkie rambling you stinky freak

so whats on the plate for the summer in central Texas BRO ?

LMAO

[Tyde]

another warm summer watching someone else's dope farm on property you don't own

am I lying ?

[rum dick]

tell the story about the time he took you to his mom's house. the one that reads like a public service announcement about the dangers of white trash coke

[nextlevelshit]

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Originally Posted by Tyde

brain is feeling very confident right now because he knows he has a place to live for the next 6 months as long as sits on his ass watching someone else's weed stash


FREE RENT BITCHES


um not Im not making this up...this is his spring/summer routine

doing nothing to guard someone elses dope in the middle of buttstain texas for 6 months...in exchange for free rent

AM I LYING BRIAN ?

Since this is a very direct question I will answer 100% truthfully. I have never grown weed for a % or commercially. I once told you I did just to fuck with you, because thats what all the people you like do to you. You're such a dunce you eat up everything. You're pretty much completely wrong though. I haven't seen a marijuana plant in at least 5 years.

I mean... yea, I do live in Texas. I don't guard any dope or guard anything. There is no "free rent". You do have the Texas part right.

I have multiple places I could stay "rent free" because people actually like me, Marti.

I'm not a psychotic nutjob who has issues with every roommate I've ever had.

[rum dick]

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Originally Posted by Tyde

another warm summer watching someone else's dope farm on property you don't own

am I lying ?

that plus austin tx really doesnt sound that bad and it sure beats watching a meth lab compound in snowy bear country.

[Tyde]

I can't even believe I am addressing this junkie freak personally

look how he got all excited

probably a huge mistake on my part

took me almost 6 months too get rid of this clown and his junkie tendencies

babysitting weed plants for someone else

fact

[Tyde]

tis the season to be planting buds

sorry Bri

your landlords probably want you to wake up early to earn your rent in the barn for the next 6 months sprinkling fertilizer or something

enjoy the summer being a nurse for someone else you gutless smelly vagabond

[Tyde]

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Originally Posted by nextlevelshit

Since this is a very direct question I will answer 100% truthfully. I have never grown weed for a % or commercially. I once told you I did just to fuck with you, because thats what all the people you like do to you. You're such a dunce you eat up everything. You're pretty much completely wrong though. I haven't seen a marijuana plant in at least 5 years.

I mean... yea, I do live in Texas. I don't guard any dope or guard anything. There is no "free rent". You do have the Texas part right.

I have multiple places I could stay "rent free" because people actually like me, Marti.

I'm not a psychotic nutjob who has issues with every roommate I've ever had.

wow thats awesome

cool story bro

WHO GIVES A FUCK

[nextlevelshit]

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Originally Posted by rum dick

tell the story about the time he took you to his mom's house. the one that reads like a public service announcement about the dangers of white trash coke

Ok, since you asked nicely

I can also tell the story about the "gourmet meal" he made me which he then tried to hold over my head as some sorta 'you owe me' leverage down the line.

So Marty says he can hook me up with weed in Sactown. Now I am from out of town, but he CAN'T take me to this person's place because "they grow and he wouldn't be cool meeting ...". So I have to be dropped off at a convenience store. (Now for the naive, this means 1 of 2 things.. Marty is telling the truth, or Marty is trying to hide the transactions to he can middleman (pinch). Well whatever, we get it and its ok. Looks to weigh out. He insists we smoke can out of a redbull can, which he manages to spaz out over with and BURNS a hole in my shirt. So after this smoke out session, we are driving around and hes giving me a tour of Sactown. I can't remember if he hit me up for gas money or not. (I believe he did..) It was a nice tour. Sacramento reminded me a lot of Austin. I even get to see the Limelight, but Marti wasn't too keen on sticking around there. (LOL) So finally hes like "you want to meet my mom?". And I'm like, bro, we're baked. Wtf ?? And he insists. Since I didn't plan on meeting Ms. C again, I'm like fuck it, whatever. So he drops me off and tells his mother how i am a successful poker pro. At the time I thought he was trying to impress her and show her people can win! WTFever.. but as we are sitting there he keeps going in the bathroom making me sit there and have uncomfortable small talk stoned off my gourd. It was kinda weird and then I started to suspect he had bought some coke with my weed money. Buy a quarter sack for $90, charge me $120, get a little coke, then pinch off the weed at the end because he did me a "favor". Nice move if you're the grimey type.

So we get back and he takes about 1/3 of the bag, puts it up in his cub bard and proceeds to have me smoke him out the rest of the time there.