Happy B-day to me!

[lespaulman16]

What? WHAT WAS THAT? Sorry I must have misheard, I thought I heard a giant ****** mouthing off at me with something he sure as **** could never back up, but it must have just been my imagination. Because after I imagined hearing that, I proceeded to imagine how good it would feel to break that persons ****ing spinal cord over my knee. I imagined how my next step is usually to rip out one of the persons ****ing ribs and jab it straight through their nose into their brain cavity. I imagined pulling that rib back out, and then brain****ing that dead ****** through the new massive hole in his face I created.

But I didn't really hear anything, right? no one would be ****ing dumb enough to talk to me like that on here

yeah you wanna bet? i'll show you. get your ass up here NOW and let's go... i'll fuking beat your mother****ing ass up one side and down the goddamn other... and about that ripping me apart? you can't be ****ing serious? i'm a black belt in 2 different disciplines, i've cage fought for the past 74 years straight, and i eat nails for the hell of it... i'm tougher then your piss faced pretty boy ass ever thought of being

[81911SC]

yeah you wanna bet? i'll show you. get your ass up here NOW and let's go... i'll fuking beat your mother****ing ass up one side and down the goddamn other... and about that ripping me apart? you can't be ****ing serious? i'm a black belt in 2 different disciplines, i've cage fought for the past 74 years straight, and i eat nails for the hell of it... i'm tougher then your piss faced pretty boy ass ever thought of being

you feel like punching me in the face? bring it on you ******. I know multiple fighting styles, and I also carry a switchblade with me at all times. Something ****ing tells me that you'd be better off keeping your arms down at your sides. If you can't ****ing put "cause" and "effect" together in that pathetic brain of yours, I'll help you out here. You'll be standing face to face with me, and let me ****ing tell you, it'll already be too ****ing late to back down at that point. You might decide "well ****, I might as well stay true to my word and throw a ****ing punch". This is where you will go wrong. I hope you don't have a job that requires two ****ing hands, because you're going to be missing one after I'm done with you. I'll casually divert your fist off to the side, as you suddenly realize you may have gotten yourself into something you can't back up. You'll try to regroup and pull your arm back, but that wont be easy when I jab my spear-pointed Benchmade switchblade straight through the bone in your forearm, and proceed to rip your entire ****ing forearm and hand off in one quick pull. At this point, you'll probably spend 2 seconds in shock. I say 2 seconds, because thats the amount of time you'll have before I reverse the knife in my hand, and uppercut it straight through your throat. You'll spend your last few seconds gurgling blood, and wondering where you went wrong. After that, I'll be forced to take care of any witnesses who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Nothing a few quick choke slams can't fix, followed by a nice gentle slice across the jugular with the Benchmade.
Now, mother****er, you sure you want to go through with that punch?

[lespaulman16]

you feel like punching me in the face? bring it on you ******. I know multiple fighting styles, and I also carry a switchblade with me at all times. Something ****ing tells me that you'd be better off keeping your arms down at your sides. If you can't ****ing put "cause" and "effect" together in that pathetic brain of yours, I'll help you out here. You'll be standing face to face with me, and let me ****ing tell you, it'll already be too ****ing late to back down at that point. You might decide "well ****, I might as well stay true to my word and throw a ****ing punch". This is where you will go wrong. I hope you don't have a job that requires two ****ing hands, because you're going to be missing one after I'm done with you. I'll casually divert your fist off to the side, as you suddenly realize you may have gotten yourself into something you can't back up. You'll try to regroup and pull your arm back, but that wont be easy when I jab my spear-pointed Benchmade switchblade straight through the bone in your forearm, and proceed to rip your entire ****ing forearm and hand off in one quick pull. At this point, you'll probably spend 2 seconds in shock. I say 2 seconds, because thats the amount of time you'll have before I reverse the knife in my hand, and uppercut it straight through your throat. You'll spend your last few seconds gurgling blood, and wondering where you went wrong. After that, I'll be forced to take care of any witnesses who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Nothing a few quick choke slams can't fix, followed by a nice gentle slice across the jugular with the Benchmade.
Now, mother****er, you sure you want to go through with that punch?

yeah see your flaw up there ^? you admit to carrying a ****ing preppy "benchmade" piece of ****. i'll stick to my machete any day. while you are busy trying to figure out why your goddamned show knife won't come out of it's ****ing self, i'll make quick work of your mother****ing throat rambo style. just one ****ing swipe and you'll be explaining this one to satan...

[81911SC]

yeah see your flaw up there ^? you admit to carrying a ****ing preppy "benchmade" piece of ****. i'll stick to my machete any day. while you are busy trying to figure out why your goddamned show knife won't come out of it's ****ing self, i'll make quick work of your mother****ing throat rambo style. just one ****ing swipe and you'll be explaining this one to satan...

That's right...I'm the realest, truest, hardest mother****er on this forum. You can't handle me...you can't handle this. IA wasn't made to handle so many hardcore, evil, demented people like myself. You wanna talk smack to me...bring it! I know people. I know people who know people. People that know those people, that can hurt you, bury you, destroy your life, take your data off your computer, find you on the streets and throw down. My crew lives this. We breath it. This isn't a game...quit spitting that weak jive you were talking back when you dissed me.

I'm through with it. You said what you had to say for the last time because I ain't hearing it anymore. I belong to a fraternity, I rolled with the Crips and shaped up and went to the marines. Now I'm king of the streets. With enough street cred to show up all of you on these forums. Don't believe me, test me. Speak up, throw down. I ain't skurred...I ain't hearing your nonsense because I've dealt with hundreds which would make you look like a boy. A little boy before hitting puberty. Your girl is coming home with me, your boys will be laughing at you...and your life will be ruined over that **** you said on these forums.

Why risk it all? You're messing with the wrong person here. I don't hesitate, I don't have any reason to pull back. You're life will be over before you even get out another sentence, so please try to do your best that way it is more fun for me. Otherwise, I'll punk you out like those other keyboard warriors. Quit acting tough unless you wanna get shown how to act right. You have been warned. And we don't need to take it to the streets. I have money, lots of money and I can just bribe whoever I need to so that I can get your info, steal your data and ruin your life. You ain't nothing to me...you have been warned, sucker!

You know who you are...don't test me.

[lespaulman16]

That's right...I'm the realest, truest, hardest mother****er on this forum. You can't handle me...you can't handle this. IA wasn't made to handle so many hardcore, evil, demented people like myself. You wanna talk smack to me...bring it! I know people. I know people who know people. People that know those people, that can hurt you, bury you, destroy your life, take your data off your computer, find you on the streets and throw down. My crew lives this. We breath it. This isn't a game...quit spitting that weak jive you were talking back when you dissed me.

I'm through with it. You said what you had to say for the last time because I ain't hearing it anymore. I belong to a fraternity, I rolled with the Crips and shaped up and went to the marines. Now I'm king of the streets. With enough street cred to show up all of you on these forums. Don't believe me, test me. Speak up, throw down. I ain't skurred...I ain't hearing your nonsense because I've dealt with hundreds which would make you look like a boy. A little boy before hitting puberty. Your girl is coming home with me, your boys will be laughing at you...and your life will be ruined over that **** you said on these forums.

Why risk it all? You're messing with the wrong person here. I don't hesitate, I don't have any reason to pull back. You're life will be over before you even get out another sentence, so please try to do your best that way it is more fun for me. Otherwise, I'll punk you out like those other keyboard warriors. Quit acting tough unless you wanna get shown how to act right. You have been warned. And we don't need to take it to the streets. I have money, lots of money and I can just bribe whoever I need to so that I can get your info, steal your data and ruin your life. You ain't nothing to me...you have been warned, sucker!

You know who you are...don't test me.

don't test you huh? alright then, hows this:

You want me to think you are a Badass huh? yeah i'll bite on that. but you are only a "badass" with your crips and frat brothers around. i'll take you all on. that just means more girls for me when we're done.

as to your geeky friends who wanna hack my computer. be my ****ing guest. if you can get through 2 separate symantic hard wired fire walls, a 32 bit NOD client, then through my gateway and into my macbook... go the **** for it... while you're trying to figure that one out, i'm on my way over the **** there to knock up your girl using your blood as lube...