From Burly Pig, 1 Year ago, written in Plain Text.
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  34. Shit for Brains and Hoffman show up after I had just downed a half bottle of Captain Morgan's Tattoo...and Shit for Brains has an awesome toy gun. Did she really think she could just march into a house full of drunk men with a toy gun that lightens up with all kinds of special effects, and believe she could leave with it intact? "Give me that shit!" Her gun now belongs to me and she's not getting it back.
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  36. The ceiling hits my gun as I scream war cries and shoot fake bullets in to the air. The ceiling is fighting back like a man, time to pick on something that can't put up a fight. My eyes then lock on to Shit for Brains. Her festering asscheeks keep assaulting MY gun. Time to teach her a lesson. I pick her up, spin her around, and slam her face first into the wall. That oughta teach her not to assualt my toys.
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  38. We all then head to a party. It's taking too long for the peasants to get His Royal Highness a carbonated alcoholic beverage. Time to go to a bar, but not before I run down the street with my toy weapon of choice and scare the shit out of everyone who crosses my path.
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  40. What's this? A guy walking with a guitar? I hate fags who carry guitars. I slowly creep up behind him..."RAAAAAAARRR", I punch his guitar and run like hell. He doesn't pursue. What kind of sensitive emotional tampon doesn't pursue a guy after getting his guitar assaulted? He just proved that guys with acoustic guitars are just a bunch of girly men.
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