Oh my god you are so cool. First, i do not sit on the computer all day: i have school, something you obviously did not finish. Second, i have a job. And it is probably more respectable than your peice of shit ricer shop. I will fuck with whoever i want. You think i'm scared of you?? Shit, come down to oakwood. I will personally let you hit me. Then when i am done with your stupid ass in court on charges for hitting a minor, and you are in debt to a non-realistic point, i will find you and damn near fucking kill you. The only thing that is "on my mind that i want to solve" is your grammar problem, you fucktard. I'll talk shit to whoever i want, you ricer peice of shit. Get a Life.Originally Posted by WHEELSDIRECTRACER
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