[quote]MikeTheBear wrote:
K-Narf wrote:
Douchebaggery,word of the day!
I liked “das Ubergeigh.”[/quote]
Correct me if I’m wrong, but since they are a group, wouldn’t they be “die Ubergeighen”?
DB
I was married to an Italian girl. During one of the many fat fests they had one or her hot cousins had one of these fag boyfriends there. All the married fat Italian Woman and the young hot unmarried Italian women were sitting at the table talking. I came up to ask my soon to be fat wife (were divorced now) a question. The fat aunt started asking my why I didn’t wax my eyebrows and put eyeliner on and shit like that.
My response, “What the fuck?” They explained that that was why Angela’s boy friend was so pretty. I began to explain that real men do not do that shit and that he was a fucking fag and that if Angela was to ever be pleased sexually (boy did I want to do that) then she would need a man more like me. I was almost rushed by the fat bitches but I think all the young hotties at the table blushed and wanted to rip my pants off. They had never heard such “blasphemy.” This was in Chicago. I think it is fucking funny.
One more story:
I was traveling while working and had to room with one of these queers one night. Three of us went to a bar in a hick town. We took queer boys queer ass audi and after we left the bar someone talked shit. I just got in the car, but since this little fucking metro sexual was with two big guys he decides to talk shit the guy he was talking shit to kicks the car.
He starts freaking out about his car. I threw his stupid ass in the car, took his keys and drove to the hotel. He is going on and on about the car. I’m tierd and just want to sleep and he won’t shut up about how important his car is and how some fuck kicked it. I ended up punching him in the forehead and bouncing his head off the closet door. I then kicked him out of the room and he slept in his important car. When we showed up to work the next day he was nowhere to be seen!
[quote]mdragon wrote:
I was married to an Italian girl. During one of the many fat fests they had one or her hot cousins had one of these fag boyfriends there. All the married fat Italian Woman and the young hot unmarried Italian women were sitting at the table talking. I came up to ask my soon to be fat wife (were divorced now) a question. The fat aunt started asking my why I didn’t wax my eyebrows and put eyeliner on and shit like that.
My response, “What the fuck?” They explained that that was why Angela’s boy friend was so pretty. I began to explain that real men do not do that shit and that he was a fucking fag and that if Angela was to ever be pleased sexually (boy did I want to do that) then she would need a man more like me. I was almost rushed by the fat bitches but I think all the young hotties at the table blushed and wanted to rip my pants off. They had never heard such “blasphemy.” This was in Chicago. I think it is fucking funny.
One more story:
I was traveling while working and had to room with one of these queers one night. Three of us went to a bar in a hick town. We took queer boys queer ass audi and after we left the bar someone talked shit. I just got in the car, but since this little fucking metro sexual was with two big guys he decides to talk shit the guy he was talking shit to kicks the car.
He starts freaking out about his car. I threw his stupid ass in the car, took his keys and drove to the hotel. He is going on and on about the car. I’m tierd and just want to sleep and he won’t shut up about how important his car is and how some fuck kicked it. I ended up punching him in the forehead and bouncing his head off the closet door. I then kicked him out of the room and he slept in his important car. When we showed up to work the next day he was nowhere to be seen![/quote]
Fags, queers, fat bitches…
You’re just a big ball of class, aren’t you, tough guy?