Hey, I made up a story. Want to hear it?

[Back]

Hate will get you hate.

Love will get you love.

End of story.

[Hulkein]

Backlash on drugs will get you these types of posts.

[Back]

I have had a few beers.

Hulkein and his hatred will continue to defy this logic.

[Hulkein]

I don't hate anyone on this board.

[Sean of the Thread]

Blacklash always gets drunk and stupid.

(p.s. you always make up stories and sadly we always hear it)

[Warriorbird]

Not like you have much room to talk on the drunk and stupid category.

Or hell, me. Last night I nearly got killed for running my mouth off while drunk.

[Sean of the Thread]

Not like you have much room to talk on the drunk and stupid category.

Or hell, me. Last night I nearly got killed for running my mouth off while drunk.

I'm hardly stupid and a rarely drink anymore. You need to wisen up as you're on the fast path to shitville since your latest personal problem. Be careful u dick head.

[Warriorbird]

:chuckles: Then why keep to the pose?

I'm actually doing pretty darn well to be honest. My life's looking up in so many ways. I feel much more free.

[Mighty Nikkisaurus]

I have a better story.

There once was a fish name Ted. Ted was a good fish-- he lived in a large lake in the middle of nowhere with a ton of other fish, a lot of whom he was related to. Ted was a bass, as well, but since the lake was in the middle of nowhere hardly any fishermen ever came out to try and murder him and his peers.

Ted lived near the bottom of the lake, which was silty and rocky. He spent many of his hours swimming around looking for tasty things to eat down there, and swimming up to try to talk to the other fish about the Lake news.

Unfortunately, Ted could not talk and neither could the other fish, so they would just open their little fishy mouths and little bubbles would bubble out and float to the surface.

One day, Ted decided he didn't want to look for food along the bottom and he swam up, searching for food closer to the top. That's when he spotted a worm in the water, fat and juicy just waiting to be eaten. Ted swam closer and opened his fishy mouth, swallowing in the worm. Ted did not see the hook in the worm, and Ted was painfully pulled out of the water by his mouth, his little fishy gills unable to get the oxygen they needed.

He flipped and flopped his little body as a little boy unhooked him. Ted was small, and the father looked at Ted and then at the little boy, nodding, before the boy tossed Ted back into the water. Grateful to escape with his life, Ted tried to swim away as fast as he could when the engine to the Father and Son's motorboat switched on with him right by it. The blades chopped Ted up into chum before he even knew what had happened.

And so Ted died, alone.. and chummy.

The moral of this story is that being a small man can be good but won't always save your ass. Thank you.

[StrayRogue]

I'm hardly stupid and a rarely drink anymore.

That sounds pretty fucking stupid to me.