| </span><blockquote><span class="smallfont">Quote:</span><hr size="1" />Originally Posted by (RebelWithanAK)
Perhaps you were asking me to show you around my habitat in Inwood - with the Projects two blocks to the east with the recent serial murder case where a character shot and chopped up old women in the building in order to strip and rent out their apartments. Or shall I talk about the drug dealings in the park my building borders, or the bulletproof windows in the bank, the post office, the bodega? Where everybody in my building knows the locksmith's son is a known burglar and drug dealer.
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You don't tell ME my 20 years of experience mean less than your suburban splendor, you fucking prick. I know what guns can do, and I don't want them anywhere near me.<hr size="1" /></blockquote><span class='postcolor'>
BOOOHOOO, I'm crying for you. You think you live in the only place where drug deals happen, where bulletproof windows are in quite a few establishments. Your gravely mistaken. Downtalk me as much as you want, your the one looking stupid. Break-ins happen here, murders do too, quit your bitching... lifes hard, if you don't like it, and need to clutch your bat to feel safe, MOVE. There is crime everywhere, and your attempt at telling me I don't know what guns do, hah, because you know I come from a 'suburban splendor' of an existance right? Oh wait, but you don't.
Your days cant be that hard on you, or you would have gotten yourself out of the situation by now. And let me cry some more for you about the drug trafficing happening where you used to live... oh hey, drugs flow in here too, thanks.
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If you want to start a name calling match, well this fuckn' prick will own you quite severly, so don't start. This is exactly where Sean didn't want it to go. But please, if you feel it necessary to bash me, go right ahead, see where it gets you. |