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#241
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but he wasnt born without claws, watch yourself ferret.
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#243
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Pigmy hippo.
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#244
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The boy's paying attention... And so should you, Gabe.
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#245
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No he's not paying attention. He called you a "he".
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True - But how did you know that I'm a "she"? O.o
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#247
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Lucky inkblot guess, if you can believe it. ;)
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When i was 14 yrs old. I went out hunting with my brother and his friend. We were just mucking around shooting from the side of the road. My brother shoot at a pig. He claimed to have hit. But i saw him miss. He then turned to me and said "go get it". I told him no. He repeated the order. Which i replied no, again. He then turned around and pointed the gun in my face. And told me t o"go get it". Which i did. I was about half way to where he "claimed" to have shot the animal. As i turned to tell him that there was no animal there. I felt what was like a hammer hit my heel. They then both drove off laughing. I realised that he had shot me in the foot. I limped back to the road. And started to walk along the road. Every Now and again they would drive by me with the car lights off. Laughing. It was a well lit night. As the moon was full. As i was walking along the road. ( the road was raised in case of flooding. So there was a shadowed area that ran parallel to the road, which was in total darkness.)I could hear something walking, in the shadows next to me. As i sped up. So did it. When i stopped so did it. In the mean time my brother and his friend would drive by laughing. I couldn;t help but think it was the extro alien. As i had just saw the movie just a few weeks before. Man i was worried. My brother and his friend then pulled up and told me to get in. As i went to hop in they drove off. They did this three or four times. On about the fith occasion. I jumped on the hood of the car. And grabbed the windscreen wipers. They then drove off. I was later told they were doing 80. down the road with no lights on.. Anyway they finally pulled over and let me in. Once in the car i told my brother that he had shot me. He said i was "bullshitting." but the look on his face was priceless. When i pulled my boot and sock off and slapped in the face with a bloodied sock. He was like " Ofuck i did too *laughs* i thought i missed." The bullet much to my luck had struck my heel on a angel with that and good boots. And become wedged just under the skin of my heel.
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-the love doctah
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About 4 yrs ago. I was down the river swimming with my brother and his kids. It is a popular swimming spot. As it is right in the middle of town, and easy to get to. It is also a park. very popular with the grey nomads, who like to pull up for a rest in the shade and have some lunch or what ever. There is a sharp incline leading to the spot where we were swimming. As we were sitting on up of the hill, having a rest. A car pulled up. In which a young man, about 19/20 yrs old hoped out and sat on the grass, beside his car. He was 20/30 foot in front of us. There was nothing unusual about him. He sat there for about 10 mins. Then got and walked to the back of his car. Where he pulled out a shotgun. He turned to look at my brother and i. (luckily for my brother two kids. They had walked up to the public toilets. About a 100 feet away.) My first thought was "o. We're fucked." He stared at us for a min or so. Probably less. (felt like a hours. ) Smiled. Then turned back around to face the river. Put the gun under his chin and pulled the trigger. his body slumped to the ground. And rolled into the river. Which was about 10 feet or so away from where he was. We went down to the edge of the river to where he had rolled. A bunch of grey nomads came rushing down to us. One old duck asked my brother to go in and get him. Which he replied. "Why he isn't going anywhere. Just call the police they can do it." his body started to float away. So i had to jump in to pull it back to the bank. Where i then thought. If he did this tomorrow. I would be getting paid for this.. Talking to his father later on that night. It turns out he did this because his gf broke up with him. I thought, what a stupid thing to do. As she mustn;t have felt anything for him anymore. So why end your life over someone who doesn't care about you. For he is dead. And she will move on to other men etc. I think the wise thing to do was to either just move on. Or shoot her first. That and the fact. I was going to make a mud slide. Where he had fell in. Made for a very bad afternoon, indeed.
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