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Today has been just a glorious day of deserved troll-bashing.
lol SA210 posting his backdown substance
Today has been just a glorious day of deserved troll-bashing.
Chewie posted the sequence where you your pants -
that was substantial -
here is more substance;
once you your pants publicly -
STFU
on your "tough guy" talk because it is comical.
Not as comical as your backing down before you could even threaten me, officer.
Harlem and Lebron (though Lebron ain't a ST poster)
^ "post" ty pants - equals - a lose/lose for you
You're the one who backed down from even making a threat, officer tough guy.
Everyone already knows you as "the ty pants man"
no fun in even threatening a confirmed " ty pants man"
everyone already knows what would happen -
you your pants just at the "mention" of a meet...
imagine an actual meeting?
You can't even say what you would do, so no -- I can't imagine anything but your backing down into a corner, hoping your friends will help you.Everyone already knows you as "the ty pants man"
no fun in even threatening a confirmed " ty pants man"
everyone already knows what would happen -
you your pants just at the "mention" of a meet...
imagine an actual meeting?
I already told you -
I never need to "talk" about doing something.
If you had the balls and didn't your pants - you would understand - but you don't and you already did.
You can't step up to say with you backed down, officer.
sounds like a sodomy threat.This would be a gift from the gods....
Imagine the look on the Cuck as the door closes - and then refuses to open again....
Right, dude totally wants to make out with you.
Or play prison guard
What else would your CUCK mind conjure?
Of course this is where you immediately imagine yourself....
I'd bet you get to your trailer with a bag full of 99 cent tacos and burritos... and you turn of all the lights and shine a desk lamp on the bag, and in your prison guard costume and the fake ribbons you've purchased from pawn shops adorning your mammaries, you slip on the latex glove and proceed to examine each one, separate from the rest so they don't try to get their stories together. You probably put on a wig and play good cop/bad cop and tell the tacos "you can make this easier on yourself, your friend over there already fingered you as the triggerman... just say it's not you and we can move forward and one of you can sleep in your bed tonight"... then you come back as the bad cop and say "you'll both fry for this... you'll be eaten alive in there... there's nothing but hungry mouths waiting to devour you so sure... keep denying it and we'll just up the penalty... I mean... don't roll over on your friend.. spend time with them in prison"... then you eat one as the other watches and you allow the grease to run down several of your chins and onto your hairless chest. You parade around the tiny living room of that dilapidated, roach infested hole and you pretend you're a real cop... and by the time the hour hand has made it to the next number, you've consumed 14 of them and you're now supine with an empty Big Red bottle keeping you company as you snore and burp and vomit in your semi-conscious, bloated state of euphoria.What else would your CUCK mind conjure?
Of course this is where you immediately imagine yourself....
no, I'm saying your post sounded like you want to sex me. What else could it mean?What else would your CUCK mind conjure?
Of course this is where you immediately imagine yourself....
Get your poor excuse for a mind out of the gutter, you are sounding like koolaid.
Tell your security guard. He's the one that wants me alone in an elevator.Get your poor excuse for a mind out of the gutter, you are sounding like koolaid.
Dale and DMC
Sack of rocks tbh.
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