Drunk Lang

[rorymac]

Oh yea. I agree R-Dub, especially for the type of life we are tryin to build together. If we did move to the H we were going to move to the outskirts like Katy. I wouldnt move Mrs. Chief to the 3rd Ward, no way in hell. South Park is safer up by were Telephone and Revillie meet, but Katy was gonna be the spot if we moved there. I aint been to the H in bout 3 years though so Im due to hit it up. We'll swing though and visit Fam & Friends on our way to SATX. You're a good man R-Dub, and a friend for life bruh, I dont give a **** if we've only spoke to eachother through Boxing Scene, you're a good dude, and we need more of you in the world bruh.

Let'sgocray-Z4RwK!!!!!!

[Mike Tyson77]

So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck ****, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n ****. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.

Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some **** so i walk over, turns out some local ***** is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot ****, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n ****, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.


Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some ****.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My ***** dad is aways trying **** with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n **** seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a ***** to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.

Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n **** but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this ****" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my ***** dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o **** so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n ****.

Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try **** again. Im the man of this house son.

[Dye]

So last night im chillin with the crew, decide to check out some new bar in town, some kinda redneck ****, ugly assed f@gs wearing leather waistcoats n ****. spend more on a silk tie than these b1tches spent on their rusty assed trucks.

Walk in, got every guys eyes on me, im infamous around here son. Get a table and order in some beers, on the house of course. Notice some guys across the room hollering about some **** so i walk over, turns out some local ***** is arm wrestling for cash, thinsk he hot ****, $10 a go. I lay down $1,000, and take a seat. Grip up and my arm damn near blocked out the sunlight, eclipsed his ass. I gave him a couple seconds to feel like a big man, highlight of his pathetic life, thinking hes got a chance with my strong assed self, next thing he knows SLAM bust his arm down, snapped his wrist in two, he starts screamin n ****, ruining my buzz so i knock him the **** out with a chair and order some more beers.


Me n the crew go back to my house, suppin some premium brew in my room, got some loud ass music on, next thing i know my dads banging at tht door, shouting some ****.Open the door and he starts gettin in my face about the music, telling me to shut the hell up. My ***** dad is aways trying **** with me tryin to look like a big man in front of my crew. Im about ready to knock him out, crews on my back telling me to wreck his skull so i grab him in a headlock and start running round the room. Crews hollering n **** seein his weak assed legs wiggling like a b1tch, hes whining like a ***** to let him go but i got his neck locked up in my polska grip and this b1tch aint going nowhere.

Swinging him around slammin his ass into walls n **** but hes still actin like a ****ing b1tch., wont shut the hell up so i think "**** this ****" and throw his ass right outta the window. About now crews on the floor laughing seeing my ***** dad go flyin head first. Hear him hit the dirt like a sack o **** so had a llook out the window and see him on the floor,, He aint moving so we throw some beer cans at his head n he starts crawling to the door moaning n ****.

Havent seen his ass since, ducked me at breakfast. B1tch had it coming, he wont try **** again. Im the man of this house son.

Where are you from, son?

[Mike Tyson77]

Where are you from, son?

it's an old post i found by another poster

[Dye]

it's an old post i found by another poster

I didn't even read it. I was asking you.

[Mike Tyson77]

I didn't even read it. I was asking you.

Im from Kentucky, the same as Muhammad Ali.

[titanium]

Im from Kentucky, the same as Muhammad Ali.

Muhammad Ali and Bourbon?

[Derranged]

I'm back. But I won't be posting much.

[rorymac]

it's an old post i found by another poster

Ahahahahaha

[rorymac]

Crate of these for me