Hell no pike now I have two infractions in the same day, I mean really....little childish....
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Nat Sherman's are better than Dunhill's in every conceivable way
Quoted for Scooter. Give Nat's a try, just two packs, and I swear the next Dunhill you light up you will reflexively spit onto the ground. I literally did exactly that, as I walked back into my local head shop and exchanged the disgusting things for another pack of my beloved Nat Naturals.
Hell no pike now I have two infractions in the same day, I mean really....little childish....
When I was in school I was ahead of the rest of my class. Often times teacher would ask me to help other students. Knowing that Jessica was terrible at math and infractions, I would head straight over there. I tried to teach her the best I could but she explained to me that I was just much smarter than her and it would be easier for me to do her homework for her. Halfway through the year I found out she was dating a guy on the football team. Then the ultimate in betrayal. She told me to wait outside her house one friday night and she'd take me to the "girls ask the guys out" dance. I waited out there. And waited. That bitch stood me up. Years later, I ran into her at the mall. Bloated and pushing 200lbs on a 5-2 frame, she tried to avoid me. But I confronted her. I told her how she had hurt me. I told her how it left me scarred for life. Then I told her the only way to make it up to me was to blow me in the parking lot. I told her to meet me behind JC Penny underneath the light that was out. I waited at the end of the lot until I saw her pull up. And 5 minutes went by. And then 10. I pulled up next to her at quarter after and she said, "I was beginning to wonder." She got out of her car and I got out of mine. I pulled my .45 and shot her in the face on the spot. She died moaning like a stuck pig in a pool of her own blood. And that my friends, is karma.
When I was in school I was ahead of the rest of my class. Often times teacher would ask me to help other students. Knowing that Jessica was terrible at math and infractions, I would head straight over there. I tried to teach her the best I could but she explained to me that I was just much smarter than her and it would be easier for me to do her homework for her. Halfway through the year I found out she was dating a guy on the football team. Then the ultimate in betrayal. She told me to wait outside her house one friday night and she'd take me to the "girls ask the guys out" dance. I waited out there. And waited. That bitch stood me up. Years later, I ran into her at the mall. Bloated and pushing 200lbs on a 5-2 frame, she tried to avoid me. But I confronted her. I told her how she had hurt me. I told her how it left me scarred for life. Then I told her the only way to make it up to me was to blow me in the parking lot. I told her to meet me behind JC Penny underneath the light that was out. I waited at the end of the lot until I saw her pull up. And 5 minutes went by. And then 10. I pulled up next to her at quarter after and she said, "I was beginning to wonder." She got out of her car and I got out of mine. I pulled my .45 and shot her in the face on the spot. She died moaning like a stuck pig in a pool of her own blood. And that my friends, is karma.
Yes I can I suppose just give them infractions back but then again, it's not really the same...
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Originally Posted by Mista Cobalina
Nat Sherman's are better than Dunhill's in every conceivable way
Quoted for Scooter. Give Nat's a try, just two packs, and I swear the next Dunhill you light up you will reflexively spit onto the ground. I literally did exactly that, as I walked back into my local head shop and exchanged the disgusting things for another pack of my beloved Nat Naturals.
sorry the 2nd was from me trying to delete gambles
guess i did it wrong
Has anyone figured out what happend yet? Gamble says he never gave any infraction, and now this- someone is fucking around, or you all are, and I'd like to know which is accurate.
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Originally Posted by Mista Cobalina
Nat Sherman's are better than Dunhill's in every conceivable way
Quoted for Scooter. Give Nat's a try, just two packs, and I swear the next Dunhill you light up you will reflexively spit onto the ground. I literally did exactly that, as I walked back into my local head shop and exchanged the disgusting things for another pack of my beloved Nat Naturals.
damn it, i just tried to delete it again and it gave you another one instead of deleting
i have no clue what im doing, vauhn p or steerpike will have to fix it
I know I know...Only a few things really bug me, he's not good enough to know what they are though. Only the evil ones do...
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Mista Cobalina
Nat Sherman's are better than Dunhill's in every conceivable way
Quoted for Scooter. Give Nat's a try, just two packs, and I swear the next Dunhill you light up you will reflexively spit onto the ground. I literally did exactly that, as I walked back into my local head shop and exchanged the disgusting things for another pack of my beloved Nat Naturals.
When I was in school I was ahead of the rest of my class. Often times teacher would ask me to help other students. Knowing that Jessica was terrible at math and infractions, I would head straight over there. I tried to teach her the best I could but she explained to me that I was just much smarter than her and it would be easier for me to do her homework for her. Halfway through the year I found out she was dating a guy on the football team. Then the ultimate in betrayal. She told me to wait outside her house one friday night and she'd take me to the "girls ask the guys out" dance. I waited out there. And waited. That bitch stood me up. Years later, I ran into her at the mall. Bloated and pushing 200lbs on a 5-2 frame, she tried to avoid me. But I confronted her. I told her how she had hurt me. I told her how it left me scarred for life. Then I told her the only way to make it up to me was to blow me in the parking lot. I told her to meet me behind JC Penny underneath the light that was out. I waited at the end of the lot until I saw her pull up. And 5 minutes went by. And then 10. I pulled up next to her at quarter after and she said, "I was beginning to wonder." She got out of her car and I got out of mine. I pulled my .45 and shot her in the face on the spot. She died moaning like a stuck pig in a pool of her own blood. And that my friends, is karma.
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