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post Jun 17 2010, 10:18 PM
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post Jun 17 2010, 10:52 PM
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We can... you know... take care of the neighbor. just saying.

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post Jun 17 2010, 11:05 PM
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i'll keep that in mind wub.gif... but seriously, i had to confront her a couple weeks ago because, she started mowing a single strip of my yard when she would mow... she mows every other day (no life) and i mow whenever it looks too tall by city regulations... anyways, i told her to finish mowing my yard next time she starts to... she told me and i quote, "i thought i was helping you out" mad.gif... apparently when i mow, my clippings fall into her driveway... she figured that if she mowed the strip that's next to her driveway, that it would keep me from dropping grass into her driveway when i used it to turn around...

WTF?? yea, she won't be doing that anymore... she's complaining about the little bits of cut grass that land in her driveway when i mow... what a fucking bitch... i'll fucking brush it off then, jesus christ... talk to me about it, don't just assume i'll be happy with you mowing my yard... stupid cunt...

she's told me what to do with the trees along my fence-line in my backyard because, apparently, it's too much work to take 5 minutes out of their day to trim the little tiny branches that cross into their yard... i don't want to trim my shit, i want it to grow wild so i can turn my city lot into a country lot (and i've told them this a hundred times)... i literally have trees all along the fence-line, it looks cool... i'm not trimming them so when they look out their back window, they're satisfied with my yard... i do what i want...

they do absolutely nothing, they're retired... they have all fucking day to trim the shit... instead, they want me to do something that they would gladly do themselves... they're in their yard almost all day long doing shit... fucking leave me alone...

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Oh, good one. The "you're on the internet so you must have no life" insult isn't moronic or unoriginal at all. You must, without a doubt, be a very important member of society, not at all a waste of the already barely valuable gift of life.

As is the case for everyone who takes issue with people who make them sad on the internet, you are one of two kinds of people:

You are exactly what you claim I am, and that is a lonely, pathetic basement dweller. You life is spent eating eight pounds of junk food per day, masturbating to anything you find online that's even remotely feminine, and wishing you had good looks and social skills. You continue to live with your mother until she dies of a combination of lung cancer and liver failure brought on by the chain-smoking and heavy drinking she used to cope with what a failure you are. Your mother mercifully dead and free of the living embodiment of failure she regretfully thrust from her loins, the bills start to pile up and you, unemployed and unable to pay these bills (of course), lose the house and everything in it. Somehow even more of a failure than you already were, you wander from place to place eating out of dumpsters and sleeping in your own filth until you finally die of AIDS, which you contracted from a diseased whore you scrounged up enough money to pay for, so you could finally lose your virginity while at the same time pretending that your mother was back in your life.

Or:

You are the type who was an athlete in high school, who was genetically doomed to be an idiot but managed to finish school and even get a college scholarship because you were so good at a worthless children's game. You went off to college with a suitcase full of polo shirts and condoms, the polo shirts, because you're a douche, and the condoms to prevent you from impregnating the dim-witted young college girls whom you could never touch without the aid of Rohypnol, a drug you refer to as "roofies" because you can neither spell or pronounce Rohypnol. You scrape by with borderline D's for the next four years, and leave the campus to go out into the real world where your realize you're not intelligent or talented enough to do anything of value with your life. Misery and minimum wage ensues for thirty years, then you blow your brains out, and your corpse, alone and forgotten, is not discovered until the smell of rotting flesh seeps under your door and your bodily fluids finally soak through the floor of your studio apartment and into the room below you. Your body is cremated, the ashes scraped into a garbage bin because there was no one in your life who valued you enough to pay for a casket, funeral, or burial plot.

You're undoubtedly one of the two, otherwise you would have better things to do than complain about the theme of a forum that doesn't care about anything you have to say.
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post Jun 17 2010, 11:13 PM
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post Jun 17 2010, 11:26 PM
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QUOTE (bOnEs @ Jun 17 2010, 06:14 PM) *
overall i am satisfied with my house but, i think it's going to be damn near impossible to sell... the property value is really high, which makes the small place worth more than it's worth...

Worth more than it is worth. That's a good one. roll2.gif
Nice place you got, but you don't have much privacy on this side of the house.


QUOTE (bOnEs @ Jun 17 2010, 07:05 PM) *
i mow whenever it looks too tall by city regulations...

City regulations for grass? huh.gif How many meters tall can you let the grass grow?
Here, if it is a housing co-operative that owns the property, I figure the co-operative can put regulations on mowing. But never the municipality, it would not care. If someone wants to have a jungle then they're free to have one, as long it does not block too much view and sunlight for neighbours.


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post Jun 18 2010, 12:14 AM
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This neighbor, is she even fuckable?


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Massacre, you make me look like a rational, moral, kind person.
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Massacre - What you've just posted is sick and disturbing...
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post Jun 18 2010, 01:42 AM
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QUOTE (demon @ Jun 17 2010, 07:26 PM) *
QUOTE (bOnEs @ Jun 17 2010, 06:14 PM) *
overall i am satisfied with my house but, i think it's going to be damn near impossible to sell... the property value is really high, which makes the small place worth more than it's worth...

Worth more than it is worth. That's a good one. roll2.gif
Nice place you got, but you don't have much privacy on this side of the house.


QUOTE (bOnEs @ Jun 17 2010, 07:05 PM) *
i mow whenever it looks too tall by city regulations...

City regulations for grass? huh.gif How many meters tall can you let the grass grow?

6 inches, which equals i don't know in metrics tongue.gif... but, i grew up in the country, and i will continue to try and live a more private lifestyle, even in the city... my next property is gonna be 20 acres in the country, or in the wilderness...

QUOTE (Massacre @ Jun 17 2010, 08:14 PM) *
This neighbor, is she even fuckable?

if she was, this lawn situation wouldn't be a situation laugh.gif...


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QUOTE (Massacre @ Mar 15 2011, 01:24 AM) *
Oh, good one. The "you're on the internet so you must have no life" insult isn't moronic or unoriginal at all. You must, without a doubt, be a very important member of society, not at all a waste of the already barely valuable gift of life.

As is the case for everyone who takes issue with people who make them sad on the internet, you are one of two kinds of people:

You are exactly what you claim I am, and that is a lonely, pathetic basement dweller. You life is spent eating eight pounds of junk food per day, masturbating to anything you find online that's even remotely feminine, and wishing you had good looks and social skills. You continue to live with your mother until she dies of a combination of lung cancer and liver failure brought on by the chain-smoking and heavy drinking she used to cope with what a failure you are. Your mother mercifully dead and free of the living embodiment of failure she regretfully thrust from her loins, the bills start to pile up and you, unemployed and unable to pay these bills (of course), lose the house and everything in it. Somehow even more of a failure than you already were, you wander from place to place eating out of dumpsters and sleeping in your own filth until you finally die of AIDS, which you contracted from a diseased whore you scrounged up enough money to pay for, so you could finally lose your virginity while at the same time pretending that your mother was back in your life.

Or:

You are the type who was an athlete in high school, who was genetically doomed to be an idiot but managed to finish school and even get a college scholarship because you were so good at a worthless children's game. You went off to college with a suitcase full of polo shirts and condoms, the polo shirts, because you're a douche, and the condoms to prevent you from impregnating the dim-witted young college girls whom you could never touch without the aid of Rohypnol, a drug you refer to as "roofies" because you can neither spell or pronounce Rohypnol. You scrape by with borderline D's for the next four years, and leave the campus to go out into the real world where your realize you're not intelligent or talented enough to do anything of value with your life. Misery and minimum wage ensues for thirty years, then you blow your brains out, and your corpse, alone and forgotten, is not discovered until the smell of rotting flesh seeps under your door and your bodily fluids finally soak through the floor of your studio apartment and into the room below you. Your body is cremated, the ashes scraped into a garbage bin because there was no one in your life who valued you enough to pay for a casket, funeral, or burial plot.

You're undoubtedly one of the two, otherwise you would have better things to do than complain about the theme of a forum that doesn't care about anything you have to say.
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post Jun 18 2010, 01:56 AM
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Well, I tried. Aside from my discount assassination service, I don't know what else to say.

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Massacre, you make me look like a rational, moral, kind person.
QUOTE (Marney1 @ Oct 26 2009, 01:22 PM) *
Massacre - What you've just posted is sick and disturbing...
QUOTE (ViceMan @ Jan 17 2010, 04:22 PM) *
When Massacre is around, everything is violated... Whether it likes it or not.
QUOTE (ViceMan @ Mar 6 2011, 09:40 AM) *
Whenever I think of "human resources" Massacre immediately springs to mind.


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post Jun 18 2010, 02:14 AM
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well, if your into the older retired types, i think you got a shot... her whipped husband probably wouldn't care... as long as he could watch of course...


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QUOTE (Massacre @ Mar 15 2011, 01:24 AM) *
Oh, good one. The "you're on the internet so you must have no life" insult isn't moronic or unoriginal at all. You must, without a doubt, be a very important member of society, not at all a waste of the already barely valuable gift of life.

As is the case for everyone who takes issue with people who make them sad on the internet, you are one of two kinds of people:

You are exactly what you claim I am, and that is a lonely, pathetic basement dweller. You life is spent eating eight pounds of junk food per day, masturbating to anything you find online that's even remotely feminine, and wishing you had good looks and social skills. You continue to live with your mother until she dies of a combination of lung cancer and liver failure brought on by the chain-smoking and heavy drinking she used to cope with what a failure you are. Your mother mercifully dead and free of the living embodiment of failure she regretfully thrust from her loins, the bills start to pile up and you, unemployed and unable to pay these bills (of course), lose the house and everything in it. Somehow even more of a failure than you already were, you wander from place to place eating out of dumpsters and sleeping in your own filth until you finally die of AIDS, which you contracted from a diseased whore you scrounged up enough money to pay for, so you could finally lose your virginity while at the same time pretending that your mother was back in your life.

Or:

You are the type who was an athlete in high school, who was genetically doomed to be an idiot but managed to finish school and even get a college scholarship because you were so good at a worthless children's game. You went off to college with a suitcase full of polo shirts and condoms, the polo shirts, because you're a douche, and the condoms to prevent you from impregnating the dim-witted young college girls whom you could never touch without the aid of Rohypnol, a drug you refer to as "roofies" because you can neither spell or pronounce Rohypnol. You scrape by with borderline D's for the next four years, and leave the campus to go out into the real world where your realize you're not intelligent or talented enough to do anything of value with your life. Misery and minimum wage ensues for thirty years, then you blow your brains out, and your corpse, alone and forgotten, is not discovered until the smell of rotting flesh seeps under your door and your bodily fluids finally soak through the floor of your studio apartment and into the room below you. Your body is cremated, the ashes scraped into a garbage bin because there was no one in your life who valued you enough to pay for a casket, funeral, or burial plot.

You're undoubtedly one of the two, otherwise you would have better things to do than complain about the theme of a forum that doesn't care about anything you have to say.
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post Jun 18 2010, 02:28 AM
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Nothing like a geriatric cuckold to get you in the mood.


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Massacre, you make me look like a rational, moral, kind person.
QUOTE (Marney1 @ Oct 26 2009, 01:22 PM) *
Massacre - What you've just posted is sick and disturbing...
QUOTE (ViceMan @ Jan 17 2010, 04:22 PM) *
When Massacre is around, everything is violated... Whether it likes it or not.
QUOTE (ViceMan @ Mar 6 2011, 09:40 AM) *
Whenever I think of "human resources" Massacre immediately springs to mind.


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post Jun 18 2010, 02:51 AM
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well then, it sounds like we got a lot of business to handle... we'll talk about pay soon but, first things first, let's meet... i hear your stopping by stoics house... let me know the time and date and we can meet up there... stoic's wife can bake us some cookies or something while we plan...


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QUOTE (Massacre @ Mar 15 2011, 01:24 AM) *
Oh, good one. The "you're on the internet so you must have no life" insult isn't moronic or unoriginal at all. You must, without a doubt, be a very important member of society, not at all a waste of the already barely valuable gift of life.

As is the case for everyone who takes issue with people who make them sad on the internet, you are one of two kinds of people:

You are exactly what you claim I am, and that is a lonely, pathetic basement dweller. You life is spent eating eight pounds of junk food per day, masturbating to anything you find online that's even remotely feminine, and wishing you had good looks and social skills. You continue to live with your mother until she dies of a combination of lung cancer and liver failure brought on by the chain-smoking and heavy drinking she used to cope with what a failure you are. Your mother mercifully dead and free of the living embodiment of failure she regretfully thrust from her loins, the bills start to pile up and you, unemployed and unable to pay these bills (of course), lose the house and everything in it. Somehow even more of a failure than you already were, you wander from place to place eating out of dumpsters and sleeping in your own filth until you finally die of AIDS, which you contracted from a diseased whore you scrounged up enough money to pay for, so you could finally lose your virginity while at the same time pretending that your mother was back in your life.

Or:

You are the type who was an athlete in high school, who was genetically doomed to be an idiot but managed to finish school and even get a college scholarship because you were so good at a worthless children's game. You went off to college with a suitcase full of polo shirts and condoms, the polo shirts, because you're a douche, and the condoms to prevent you from impregnating the dim-witted young college girls whom you could never touch without the aid of Rohypnol, a drug you refer to as "roofies" because you can neither spell or pronounce Rohypnol. You scrape by with borderline D's for the next four years, and leave the campus to go out into the real world where your realize you're not intelligent or talented enough to do anything of value with your life. Misery and minimum wage ensues for thirty years, then you blow your brains out, and your corpse, alone and forgotten, is not discovered until the smell of rotting flesh seeps under your door and your bodily fluids finally soak through the floor of your studio apartment and into the room below you. Your body is cremated, the ashes scraped into a garbage bin because there was no one in your life who valued you enough to pay for a casket, funeral, or burial plot.

You're undoubtedly one of the two, otherwise you would have better things to do than complain about the theme of a forum that doesn't care about anything you have to say.
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post Jun 18 2010, 02:58 AM
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Massacre, you make me look like a rational, moral, kind person.
QUOTE (Marney1 @ Oct 26 2009, 01:22 PM) *
Massacre - What you've just posted is sick and disturbing...
QUOTE (ViceMan @ Jan 17 2010, 04:22 PM) *
When Massacre is around, everything is violated... Whether it likes it or not.
QUOTE (ViceMan @ Mar 6 2011, 09:40 AM) *
Whenever I think of "human resources" Massacre immediately springs to mind.


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post Jun 18 2010, 10:51 PM
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QUOTE (bOnEs @ Jun 17 2010, 09:42 PM) *
QUOTE (demon @ Jun 17 2010, 07:26 PM) *
QUOTE (bOnEs @ Jun 17 2010, 06:14 PM) *
overall i am satisfied with my house but, i think it's going to be damn near impossible to sell... the property value is really high, which makes the small place worth more than it's worth...

Worth more than it is worth. That's a good one. roll2.gif
Nice place you got, but you don't have much privacy on this side of the house.


QUOTE (bOnEs @ Jun 17 2010, 07:05 PM) *
i mow whenever it looks too tall by city regulations...

City regulations for grass? huh.gif How many meters tall can you let the grass grow?

6 inches, which equals i don't know in metrics tongue.gif... but, i grew up in the country, and i will continue to try and live a more private lifestyle, even in the city... my next property is gonna be 20 acres in the country, or in the wilderness...

1 meter is slightly more than 3 feet. I think 6 inches is a falf foot. Seven inches of grass is not blocking anyones sunlight. So why the fuck do you have that law? Do most cities have a stupid 6 inch law? It's your own property damn it. Can you remove the lawn and get black ugly oil-sweating asphalt?



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post Jun 18 2010, 10:56 PM
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My current apartment doesnt show up, only the street that leads to it, and my old house wasnt luxurious enough to compare with you lucky motherfuckers. Enjoy your shit.


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