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As much as I'm siding with the security guard on this, isn't it illegal to shoot someone in the back while they're fleeing in most states?
Especially when the security guard was the first one firing shots?
Actually, if you watch that video it looks like he was the only one firing shots.
Yes I read the print, and no I don't see anybody other than the security guard busting shots.
Like I said I'm on his side on this, I'm just saying though.
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"they" gave you the number. of course they know it's you. You for all intents and purposes on any network, including prepay, are a number in a database, sorted by which cell phone tower your signal is coming off of, and then from there, further triangulation is done. fake names are cool and all, but don't ya think that if you're high up enough on the list to get tracked, they aren't gonna know your voice? it gives you a leg up for a little while, but unless you're particularly careless, you have the same chances on any phones. and besides you think the cops know that drug dealers buy burners? i'd say they're way more locked than anything else EASILY.
You fail to realize that you buy those phones and re-fill cards anonymously.
It's not about a fake name, there is no name involved.
The cashier at Target or Walmart sure as hell aint asking for your name.
The phone automatically comes with it's own sim card and phone number.
They don't know who buys the phone or the refill card. (assuming you don't pay with your fucking credit card)
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However, Aaron and Erin ARE completely different names and are pronounced slightly differently.
Your New England accent is also invalid.
Yall don't know how to pronounce shit.
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GPS is a requirement in all cell phones now. If it works without wires, then you're tracked. You may not be able to use it to see where you are, and what faggy art-bar is next to you on a pretty little map, but it knows coordinates, and anyone that knows how to track lat./lon. will know where you are.
Assuming they know your phone number.
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Fuck an iPhone. Do you know the importance of a skypager?
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You're a liar relying on the length of time that passed, hoping everyone forgot the details.
You approved of men being fingerbanged in the anus, and you originally said whales evolved from "dogs" specifically, not "dog-like animals".
I said that it's not homo.
That doesn't mean that I take fingers in my ass.
It means that you're not a homo for taking a chicks finger in your ass.
And WTF would you call a "dog like animal" if you saw it in the street?
You'd call it a fucking dog.
Your semantics fail you.
Thread jack commence:
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Sorry to disappoint yall, but my wife doesn't fingerbang my asshole.
I'm sure she would if I was into it, but that's not my thing.
That's actually a myth propagated by 12oz.
Kinda like the myth that I said that dogs are whales when in fact what I said was that whales evolved from dog like animals.
Which is a scientific fact BTW.
A fact that my generation learned in middle school.
Google it.
(This thread is now about whaledog anal fingerbanging.)
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In a post on O'Reilly Radar,
^This is the part that pisses me off the most.
I love it how these same exact right wing assholes who were downplaying this type of shit during the Bush years, shitting all over people like Micheal Moore and calling everybody a conspiracy theorist, are all of a sudden hopping on the conspiracy wagon and and "informing the public" of some of what goes on now that it's a black president.
Trying to play like it's some new shit.
Next thing you know they're gonna be saying that the Democrats led by a Illinois senator named Obama knocked down the World Trade towers.
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I ware it like a badge of honor thank you very much!
But really, why should I go to prison because this bitch that I had know for less than a month can't handle her drugs? Or so it appeared to me at the time.
I'm not trying to start a back forth here I'm just saying fuck that, ya know?
Even if you had gave her drugs they would still have to prove that you gave them to her.
And if she was ODing, then I'm sure she's got enough dirt in her crib/history to show that it had nothing to do with you.
I would have automatically assumed the bitch was having a seizure and called for a fucking ambulance.
The fact that the first thing that popped into your head was "how the fuck do I cover my tracks" while leaving the bitch for dead makes you a much more rare form of asshole than I. And I'm a fucking asshole.
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I just log in at the top of the page and it works fine.
Apparently since whatever upgrades it won't let you log in by trying to reply to a post.
Skip all the nerd shit and just log in at the top of the page.
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How is this a secret?
Anything with a GPS in it keeps track of where you go.
Don't waste your money on technology that is designed to keep tabs on you for big brother.
Problem solved.
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i got a phone line chat story too DSD funny you bring that up my dude, well lets get into it.
One night im just chillin, watching some old school dragonball Z smoking a bowl of some chronic just chillin, well i get super bored, its about 1 am, and i have nothing to do, tons of chronic, a flask full of that kickin chicken, nobody to kick it with nothing, everybody was either sleep, at work, already out doing something, well a commercial for one of those phone chat lines comes on, if im not wrong i remember it being "Live Links" phone chat or something like that, said try it free, so im like word, well lets see what this hype is all about and see if i can find some shortys to fuck with, so they give you like 30 free minutes to hear girls adds send em messages and connect live with bitches that live in the same city you live in, or cities near by, well im skipping through the adds (hella old bitches looking for love, and casual disscussions and whatnot well fuck all that) i come across this add, a bitch wanting a guy or two to come over and get bossed up, sounds like shes in her thirties, but sounds sexy though, and even better the bitch said she was residing in Westwood. hell yeah, same hood as me, well she says serious replies only, so i send her a message and say "hey serious reply here, bored horny as hell looking to get sucked up, heres my number 513 bla bla bla hit me up, well like 2 minutes go by and i get a phone call, and its that bitch.
So i answer we start talking and stuff, i ask were she stays and she tells me such and such street, so im like cool, only like two blocks from me, bitch tells me shes slim, 31, long brown hair, pretty smile, c cup titties, and i describe myself and whatnot and shes like cool, (im only 19 at the time just thought id toss that in) well i ask her if she smokes weed she says hell yeah, so i start picking a few lil nice size nugs out my stash, and i tell her ill head over shortly give her a ring when im on her street. now Cincinnati is fucked up, not like Detroit but we have a fare shares of robberies, murders and whatnot, so im no dumb nigga, i never get caught slippin so im starting to think..hmmm like what if this bitch is setting me up, what if i get there walk in, and boom theres to masked men beating me down till i give up the goods, so i start thinking to myself, should i bring my burner? then again its late out, and in westwood, cops creep the streets like no other at this time, then i think well fuck it i pack it alot why not now when your meeting up with some chick you never met up with, and then im thinking, well what if you go to smash ol girl, and you have to take the burner off your waist and lay it on the night stand, whats old lady gonna think? gonna scare the bitch, so im having this war with my self on what choice ima make, finally im like fuck it man just leave it here, this bitch sounds legit.
since its like two blocks away, i just walk, it feels good out. i get on her street give her a ring, she comes out on the porch, turns out her bitch lives directly across the street from one of my crew mates, im like hmmm..this is ironic. well bitch was 31, and looked 21! omg, fine broad, top notch milf, im thinking to myself, damn gotta fuck with these chat line numbers more often. well we go inside, and right away i notice family photos hanging up, bitch has 2 young kids, and a husband, looked like a pretty swolle dude not the guy you wanted to fuck with or get on his bad size, and i ask her bout the pictures, said her kids are at the grandmas for the night, hubby is at work, so im like ehh cool, but at the same time having images of this big ass nigga coming in the door and beating me down, but i just say fuck it, we sit down on the couch and i ask if she wants to smoke, so i roll up a nice little stoagie, me and her sit there watching tv for a sec puffing this L just talking bout random shit, well i throw the roach in a ash tray, and no lie this chick looks at me and flat out says "well you want your cock sucked or what hun" just hearing a sexy lady tell me straight forward like that gave me a hard on in like 3.5 seconds, so i say hell yeah, i stand up unbuckle the belt slide down the levis and she starts bossin me up. Yo you ever stand there getting head while a girl is toppin you off and your getting tired of holding your shirt up so you just take it off? well thats what i did, i took off the polo and threw it on the floor, (yes another night wearing polo, im a lo fanatic) im just standing there getting bossed up, and i hear the keys hit the door, im like fuck, instantly im thinking oh shit, macho man randy savage is here to beat my ass fuck!, i go to pull up my pants the door opens up and he sees me, i look at him, No lie, homeboy has the Sheriff uniform on, (dude is a C.O downtown at county) i thought dude was gonna pull his strap and tell me to freeze and shit, i run for the kitchen hoping theres a back door, there isnt, i go to climb through this window, this fucking window is tiny as fuck, and as im trying to squeeze through, frank the deputy is grabbing onto my leg, i start kicking as wild as i can i break loose and fall to the ground outside, i jump up, i only have one of my shoes, im shirtless, belt is still unbuckled i grab ahold of my pants and run like the wind, i cut through this back yard, and i come out on a main street were this school is, i run into the playground of this school and duck down by this bush to catch my breath, smoking heavy amounts of weed and ciggs is not a good thing when it comes to having to run for your life, im weezing, feels like my chest is tight, got that lump in my throat no homo, just sitting there like fuck, i see a pick up truck pull of her street im like fuck thats him, i crawl under the bush, and lay there, shirtless, bush is all prickling me and shit, im pissed, breathing hard, my fucking polo is in ol girls crib, and one of my sneakers, im just over all pissed about the whole thing, i lay there for about an hour, dude is circling the blocks looking for me, finally i get up and creep back to the crib.
a few days later im over my homies crib, sitting on his porch drinking a couple 40s and theres a uhaul truck out in front of this bitches crib, hubby was packing shit, and i was just cracking up, i told my homie the story, and we just sat there getting weak at the whole thing, to this day i pray if i go to county again, the guy booking me in is not this dude, that would really suck.
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You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to CannahMontana again.
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Shit had me rolling, anyway im gonna tell y’all the story of the time I thought I fucked a bitch to death.
I was living in the Ventura/Oxnard area at the time, and me and the homies would head up to Santa Barbara on Wednesday nights for collage night on State St, the bars would have drink specials and the rich dumb collage girls from UCSB would be out in droves. This particular Wednesday was dead as fuck. Turns out it was spring break and most of the collage kids had bounced to Cancun or some such rich kid shit. So it’s only us and a few sad old drunks playing video poker ya know, so we decide to make it a hard drinkn night. Well about 2 hours in to it a gaggle of chicks showed up and I remember that, but I started “time traveling” right about then. You know waking up in the future? So everything that happened after that is second hand info…
One of the homie starts talking to em and finds out that they are up from Ventura too, didn’t get the spring break memo either, so they come over and start drinking w/ us. Blah, blah, blah, I hit it off with this short little blondie named Kim. She was super shy and me being the drunken outgoing train wreck that I am, she thinks I’m funny. I woke up with her number in my pocket.
So I call her and we go on a few dates, the standard coffee-movie- dinner progression. About 4 dates in I’m starting to get the hold out vibe, well I start hinting around and 5th date she invites me in and it’s on, we start getting down and she is the stiffest, deadest fuck I have ever had. Well I’m not gonna stand for that, and I pull out all the tricks. She starts getting to it, well, I’m thinking she is really in to it. I back off and tell her to roll over so I can hit it from the back, well she is still grunting and twitching. I’m starting to get weirded out, I try calling her name, shaking her, no response. So I flip the light on, and this bitch is foaming at the mouth and her eyes are rolled back in her head. I freeze up, the only time I had ever seen shit like that before was some junkie OD’ing. So I’m fucking freaking out, trying to get the fuck out of there. I’m going all CSI trying to wipe up DNA and shit, all that is going through my head is this bitch is OD’ing and the cops are gonna pin this shit on me and I didn’t even give anything to her. So I flee in to the night, and head to the crib to wait it out.
Well her roommate shows up at like 5:30 the next morning on my porch pounding on my door and screaming at the top of her lungs. “You piece of shit she could have died, you coward, you just left her there!” and of course the standard mother fuckers and fuck yous for good measure. Well turns out Kim was epileptic, and the sex had brought on the seizure. She had to go to the hospital, almost bit her tongue off and shit. Needless to say, I never talked to her again.
TLDNR?
Cliff notes: Met a bitch at a bar while black out drunk, go on a few dates, end up smashing, she starts having a seizure, I don’t know she is epileptic or whats happening so I panic and bounce. Bitch almost bites her tongue off, and somehow I get the blame for it all
Wow.... you're a dick.
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erin to me is pronounced Air-in, and is only a girls name.
aaron is prounounced aa-ron and is only a boys name
but what the fuck do i know I'm English
Exactly... you're fucking a foreigner.
Your accent is invalid.
They're both pronounced "Air-in".
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^Her nick-name shall be Peggy.
Whether she likes it or not.
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If you refuse a breahalizer and request a blood test, you have to be brought to a qualified hospital to have the blood drawn (at least in texas). No cop is going to strap you down and draw blood. They are not qualified to do that.
^Instead of calling you an idiot, I'll just leave this here.
http://www.mysanantonio.com/default/article/Impactof-norefusal-studied-929526.php
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I remember back in the 90's my boy had this old 70's porn that he stole from his dad or some shit and he used to have it playing all random on his VHS every other time we came over his apartment.
It was one of those story line plot flicks.
It was about a family that was all fucking eachother on the low.
The daughter would fuck the brother, then the brother would fuck the mother, then the daughter would fuck the father.
And it was all on the low where none of the family members knew what the others were up to and thought that whatever they were doing with whoever was the only shit going on in that house.
70's porn was some wild ass shit.
Props to whoever can find that flick that I was just talking about.
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i dont get it
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aaron is pronounced dif. than erin.
The fuck? :confused:
Maybe in North Carolina, but everywhere else it's pronounced the same.
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Tell me that nigga in the middle don't look like a fucking Chester.
Why the fuck is he gripping them so hard?
Nigga looks like he's sprung or some shit too imagining he's in a 3way.
WTF???
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I can honestly say that I've never been in question as to what to do in any city that I've ever been to.
I've always made it a point to get in more of what I usually do at home in whatever short period of time that I'm in said city.
I've also never known what to make of people who make threads on here asking this stupid ass question.
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what kind of faggot spells his name "erin"?
bitches spell their name like that.
I always thought that was the more normal spelling for that name.
I always lumped people who spell it with an A in the same heap as Genifers.
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Looked like a bunch of links to hipster music videos.
I didn't even bother.
shit just got real
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The fuck were they supposed to do, turn themselves in along with their dead homie?
I'm sure dude knew the deal before they went in, and I'm sure he would've done the same if it were one of the others.
You ever hear the term "no use crying over spilled milk"?