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Now, I'm sure many of you have encountered little shits in supermarkets. Little kids running about and knocking things over, being rude, walking all over their parents, you know the kind. But the worst are the biters. Yes, those little cunts that feel it is okay to bite you whenever they feel like it.

Okay /b/, here's the best part. A biter got me today when I was grocery stopping. He broke the fucking skin, too. This was when the gears started turning, the moment I saw a tiny sprickle of blood on the little shit's teeth as he was grinning at me like the little cunt he is. I made my eyes get wide, and started screaming "SHIT! SHIT!". Now, my good friend, Tom we'll call him, was there too, and he instantly picked up on it. He started shouting "FUCK! MAYBE HE DIDN'T GET IT! FUCK!". By now, the kid is scared shitless and starts crying, and instantly, Mizz Mom appears out of nowhere and starts getting pissy at us for yelling at her kid.

Here's the kicker, I look her straight in the eye and say, 'Mam, get your son tested as soon as possible, he just bit me and I'm... I'm FUCKING HIV POSITIVE.

And now there is silence. Not a peep in the entire store. The brat knows he jut fucked up big time because his mom isn't defending his ass. She just stares at me wide eyed. I walk away from them, buy my shit from the wide eyed cashier, all the while blood is dripping from my calf, making a nice little trail on the floor. And, just s we leave, we start to hear the mother sobbing. Sobbing like the cunt she is.

I have never felt any more satisfaction than the moment I heard that sob.
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If that story is true you're a scumbag and an animal. Shame on you. The fact that you would find any satisfaction in that woman's mortal fear for her child makes you less than an animal. You are a cowardly rabid freak. Not that it matters because the story is phony baloney anywho. In either case it reveals the depth of you're ridiculousness and rotten character. You die...you go to hell and you die. You're gay.

Here's another hilarious sean wookie tale:

One day I was in Wal Mart buying some lady's underwear for sniffing and/or wearing and a young boy ran into my leg beacause that cunt little cunt cunt wasn't paying attention to where he was running. When he got up off the floor I told him that there was no Santa and that I was going to murder his Grandma. That little cunt cried and cried. My boyfriend told him that he was a cunt and that cunt cried and cried again. I was so happy...I stuck my fist in my ass!

HARMY RULES

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The child is just that-a child and his mother should be looking after him better and exercising more discipline.You,on the other hand,should be old enough to fucking well know better.That is a disgraceful story.I agree with Rob.You should be ashamed of yourself.

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It's just a story that I copy and pasted. I thought you would know that.
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You're a fucking idiot.

HARMY RULES

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I got a vasectomy.

I met a girl soon afterwards. She was nice and attractive but with a selfish streak that raised a big red flag. She was 32 at the time and I could practically HEAR her biological clock ticking. Regardless, she was a good lay, easy on the eyes, and reasonably good company.

I did NOT tell her about my vasectomy and I always used a condom with her to protect against STDs. She assumed, obviously, that the condom was only used for birth control. Silly girl.

We date for a few months. I never made any move towards commitment but she brought it up ocassionally. For me, this was a casual but pleasant relationship. For her - as I was to find out - it was part of life-changing series of events that she was planning very carefully.

Four months into dating, I get the "I'm pregnant" talk. She's going on and on about how the condom must have broke and now we really need to think about getting married "for the baby". She's positively giddy. She has a baby in her and she thinks she's gonna have a good meal ticket (me) to go along with her new 7lb annuity.

At this point, I'm just as giddy. I get to pull the reverse "oops" on her. I figured that she slept with some bad boy and got knocked up. Good thing I was using condoms! Better still that I have a serious mistrust of women who can't think beyond their own uteri.

So I wait a couple of days to "think about all this." I meet her again. I say I don't want kids and that she should have an abortion. I know where this is going and sure enough it goes there. She goes completely batshit insane on me. There were the usual insults about my manhood. There were threats of legal action. It was all very ugly and I was loving every minute of it.

Well, I let her stew for a few days. She leaves me nasty messages on my phone. She sends awful emails. I'm laughing hysterically.

It was time to drop the hammer. While she was stewing I was busy. First I get a notarized copy from the urologist who performed the vasectomy. Next I get a notarized copy of the TWO test results indicating a "negative test result for sperm" to show I'm sterile and shooting blanks. Finally, I get a letter from a shark attorney stating he has seen the other documents and is prepared to litigate against this woman if she continues to communicate with me in such an unpleasant manner. Also, the letter states that we will insist on DNA testing to show that the baby is not mine. I'm ready.

I meet with this woman at her place. I bring flowers and a small bit of jewelry to show I am willing to reconcile and assume my responsibilities as a new father. I also have stuck in my pocket the documents I have prepared.

She's all giddy again. Her plan is going perfectly - or so she thinks. We talk about our future. We have some pretty good sex. Then, as I am about to walk out the door, I ask her the $64,000 question. "Are you sure that this baby is mine?"

Well, she goes batshit insane again. Hell, she ought to. Her plan could completely unravel if there is ANY question about my paternity. Oh, she's really screaming now. How dare I question her morals. Do I think she's a slut. I'm just trying to weasel out of my responsibilities... blah, blah, blah, yadda, yadda, yadda.

I'm not really mad. I'm kind of embarrassed for her. But since she won't shut up and the neighbors can hear all of this, I ask her to step back inside and sit down. She sits on the sofa and calms down a bit. She is glaring at me with all the moral self-righteousness that only a woman can muster up. She thinks she has me trapped. She is 100% convinced her plan has worked. Oh, the tangled web of lies and deceit she has wrought around herself and I am about to hack through them with a few pieces of paper.

I reach into my pocket slowly. I extract the three pieces of paper and unfold them slowly and deliberately.

I tell her simply, "You're screwed".

Her look doesn't change. There is no way she can fathom what I have prepared.

I continue. "I am sterile"

Her look changes just a bit. Something is beginning to sink in. Naturally, she reverts to women's logic. "You're full of shit. You're trapped and you know it."

I hold up the letter and the test results. "Three months before we met, I had a vasectomy. Here is a notarized letter from him stating what I had done. Here are two test results showing that I tested negative for the presence of sperm. Blanks. I am shooting blanks. That baby inside you is simply not mine."

This woman is not to be swayed by logic and clear documentation. "Bullshit, those are fakes."

I was ready for that. "No, they are real. This last piece of paper is from my attorney. It's a simple letter to you that states if you pursue any kind of legal action against me for child support that I will insist on a DNA test to prove paternity, that is, to prove that your baby is not mine."

I give the woman all the documents. She reads them slowly, deliberately. With each passing second she can feel in her soul that she has made a very bad mistake. With denial swept away, she started to cry. It's a small cry at first. Then it becomes deeper and more painful. By the time she gets to the letter from the lawyer she is sobbing.

I had no sympathy for her. I turned and walked out the door. Even after I closed the door I could still hear her sobbing.

Epilogue -

I never heard directly from this woman again. I did hear through my friends that she did indeed have the baby. I also heard that the real father was some guy in a band she had met. I assumed that after 30, women stopped going after musicians, bikers, criminals, and thugs. Silly me for thinking the best of American women.

The Moral of the Story -

Get a vasectomy but keep it a secret.
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Actually, I have run across several humorous copy/paste stories in my time. This one I found particularly amusing (Note: I didn't actually write this):

I haven't seen 300 yet because I was banned from my cineplex. We had all lined up in front of the theater for about 30 minutes, and then they brought us in. I had to stand right beside these two fat, horse-faced lesbians eating each others tongues like they were making a political statement or something. So, like 30 minutes later, we end up shuffling in the theater and these fucking bitches start bitching about having to wait when the movie is about to start, mind you, it was 11 and it was a midnight showing. It turns out they were going to see that stupid Jim Carrey movie 23 and they were missing it. So, the ugliest of the two bitches just exclaims like no one's there "This is the wrong fucking movie!" I just had to do what I did next. I shouted at the top of my lungs "This is SPARTA" and kicked her in the chest, causing her to fall down about 8 steps to the floor. Most were shocked, but about 80% of the theater started to cheer, and I was forcibly thrown out by 2 officers. Charges are going to be pressed against me apparently, but it was worth it.

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Originally posted by: sean wookie
Now, I'm sure many of you have encountered little shits in supermarkets. Little kids running about and knocking things over, being rude, walking all over their parents, you know the kind. But the worst are the biters. Yes, those little cunts that feel it is okay to bite you whenever they feel like it.

Okay /b/, here's the best part. A biter got me today when I was grocery stopping. He broke the fucking skin, too. This was when the gears started turning, the moment I saw a tiny sprickle of blood on the little shit's teeth as he was grinning at me like the little cunt he is. I made my eyes get wide, and started screaming "SHIT! SHIT!". Now, my good friend, Tom we'll call him, was there too, and he instantly picked up on it. He started shouting "FUCK! MAYBE HE DIDN'T GET IT! FUCK!". By now, the kid is scared shitless and starts crying, and instantly, Mizz Mom appears out of nowhere and starts getting pissy at us for yelling at her kid.

Here's the kicker, I look her straight in the eye and say, 'Mam, get your son tested as soon as possible, he just bit me and I'm... I'm FUCKING HIV POSITIVE.

And now there is silence. Not a peep in the entire store. The brat knows he jut fucked up big time because his mom isn't defending his ass. She just stares at me wide eyed. I walk away from them, buy my shit from the wide eyed cashier, all the while blood is dripping from my calf, making a nice little trail on the floor. And, just s we leave, we start to hear the mother sobbing. Sobbing like the cunt she is.

I have never felt any more satisfaction than the moment I heard that sob.


For the win
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None of those stories are true, you retards.

Not one fucking story.

Harrison Ford Has Pretty Much Given Up on His Son. Here's Why

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Originally posted by: PSYCHO_DAYV
Originally posted by: Rob
You're a fucking idiot.



WAS THAT REALLY NECESSARY ???



Do you think it's more or less necessary than always typing in caps?

Weirdo.

Harrison Ford Has Pretty Much Given Up on His Son. Here's Why

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I'm at work this morning and a mate comes over pissing himself laughing.

He'd just phoned his brother to wish him happy birthday and gets told a story you couldnt make up....

A group of his mates share a house, and it was the boring ones birthday (his nickname is Mr.Sensible). Whenever they go out, he always stops drinking and goes home at about 11. This time, his housemates decide they are having none of it, and because its his birthday, they want to get him mashed. Someone has the great idea of spiking his drink (what with, i dont know, but i doubt its alcohol).

At about midnight, he complains of feeling ill, and after a bit of banter, he leaves for home. At the end of the night, this guy and his housemates get home, and find Mr.Sensible hyper as fuck, in only his boxers and scratches all over his chest.

"You will never guess what fucking happened to me on the way home!!!" said Mr.Sensible, high as a kite.

this guy was expecting him to say he had atacked someone or worse.

"i was walking him home through the park and i found a FUCKING LEPRECHAUN!!!"

apparently everyone started laughing at him until he pointed to the cupboard under the stairs that had a chair wedged up against it...."its in there, i caught the cunt and brought it home with me!"

this guy moved the chair and opened the door to find a MIDGET cowering in the darkness!

its been a long time since i laughed so much, i nearly pissed myself.

because of his so-called mates spiking his drinks, Mr.Sensible has now been charged with abduction and false imprisonment along with a few other charges and has been told to expect a hefty spell in prison. His housemates are now plucking up the courage to own up.

the guy might see the funny side in about 10 years.

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Originally posted by: Rob
You're a fucking idiot.


Well said.

Sean, I worry about you man. You seem to have some deep issues. I wouldn't be surprised if one day I read a story about you on these forums. You really are a weird, weird person.

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You guys are taking Sean's story way too seriously. This is the internets, after all.

Here's another story I found, thought it was amusing:

Dearest readers, the funniest shit I've ever, ever seen happened just now, at the movie theater.

So my friend and I go to the dollar theater, buy or tickets at the ticketbox, and decide to have a cigarette before the movie starts. We're standing there against the side of the ticketbox talking, and my friend points me toward a group of High school scene kids huddled together by the curb. It looked like they were waiting to be picked up. There were 4 boys and 2 girls, each boy had either a patchy beard, or long "emo" style hair over one eye. The girls, huge rind-stone sunglasses (keep in mind it's 10p.m.), My Chemical Romance hoodies, and purses with Marilyn Monroe on them with more rind-stones. All of them had those metal spiked belt buckles and the tight jeans that look like no one could ever fit into, and either huge skater shoes or bastardized versions of Converses. So they're all at the curb eating from a fucking GIGANTIC bag of skittles the one with the patchy beard is holding, talking about how much they hate society (one of them even mentioned Neitche), when from the right, a small group of pretty big guys and 1 girl cross them as they head toward the parking lot. All of a sudden, I hear one of the ones with the emo hair say "fucking retard jocks. 'look at me, I can throw a fucking football'" under his breath to the others, to which they all snicker. Then, the funniest series of events I've ever seen happens.

The big guy that was within earshot of the comment suddenly turned around and cocked his head, and he rushes right into the emo kid's face.

"What the fuck did you just say?"

There was a pretty long pause, but I guess the emo kid was still trying to act cool for his friends. He just shrugged and made a face.

"I didn't say anything."

"Bullshit, you fucking pussy piece of shit. I heard what you fucking said, and now that I'm in your face you can't do shit about it can you?" I swear, he gets fucking 2 inches from the emo kids face. My friend and I thought he was going to piss himself.

"I didn't say anything dude, so get the fuck out of my face."

The big guy puffs up pretty visibly and yells at him. "Or what?" The emo kid is still quiet, so he says "Or what?" again. And then out of nowhere, he reaches over to the kid with the patchy beard and knocks the bag of skittles from his hand and they all spill fucking everywhere when it hits the ground. Now, not only my friend and I, and the friends of the guy are watching. Everyone suddenly turns around.

The guy with the beard puffs up and walks up to the guy and says "What the fuck man?", to which the big guy says "What, you piece of shit? What? What the fuck are you gonna do?" and pushes him in the chest with his fingers. And the High schooler actually reels back and tries to punch the guy in the face. Now, the big guys are like at least 5 inches taller than the emos, and this one big guy probably outweighs him by at least 50lbs, all in muscle, so It's a pretty one-way fight.

The big guy immediately knocks the beard kid down, right on his skittles, and then the other boys rush in to help him, which makes the other big guys rush in to help THEIR friend. It's a fucking battle royal between these guys, and the emos are seriously getting their asses beat, right in the middle of a crowd of shocked and frozen movie-goers; even the people who were inside come out after they hear all the commotion. The one who initially made the comment gets his hands and arms wrapped around his back in a joint lock by one of the big guys and this guy is, quite literally, kicking him in the ass. The other two scene kids get thrown around like ragdolls by just one of the other big guys, their fucking arms and legs are flailing everywhere. One was even lifted up and thrown like a fucking wrestling match about 5 feet in the air against one of the movie posters outside. But the funniest thing happened to the skittles boy.

I look through the small brawl and see that the original big guy has the beard boy in a joint lock with his face pressed down into his own fucking skittles that are littered on the ground. My friend and I are already enjoying ourselves (we have lit up more and more cigarettes by this point), but I swear, it's only when the big guy shouts out "EAT THEM. EAT YOUR FUCKING SKITTLES" that we both burst out into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. We are literally bellowing. Everyone who isn't already shocked by the fight is completely confused and appalled at how loud we're laughing.

In the next few seconds, a police cruiser had turned the corner and stopped the fight. The big guys were arrested and an ambulance was called for the now broken, bloody scene kids with their emo hair wildly flicked all about and plastered to their faces. But the real hilarity comes about when I notice the beard kid being helped to his feet and I see a fucking rainbow smear of skittle over his cheek. I don't think we could've laughed any harder at anything in the world. The police questioned us because they were weirded out by the fact that we were laughing, but we were let go (after a stern talking to, though) after it was confirmed that we had nothing to do with the fight, and weren't actually inciting anything. We were, however, told to leave, but I think it was worth it for a night this great. So, there you have it, my witness to a bunch of pretentious emo kids getting what they deserved, front row seats. The best night of my life so far.

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Originally posted by: Stinky-Dinkins
None of those stories are true, you retards.

Not one fucking story.


No shit, really?
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Originally posted by: crazyrabbits
Originally posted by: Stinky-Dinkins
None of those stories are true, you retards.

Not one fucking story.


No shit, really?


Hey man do you still have that midget?

Harrison Ford Has Pretty Much Given Up on His Son. Here's Why

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Originally posted by: HotRod
Originally posted by: Nanner Split
You guys are taking Sean's story way too seriously. This is the internets, after all.


Maybe, but he's still a freak!


I'm autistic what do you expect?
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Originally posted by: Stinky-Dinkins
Originally posted by: sean wookie
I'm autistic

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This is the fad that never ends...yes, it goes on and on, my friends...some people....started posting it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue posting it forever just because

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just dont post anything......ever again, ffs

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