I took out 22 of those little bitches. I think it had something to do with the “I fight dirty” and I might be willing to throw one at another-you know if he was coming in a ramming speed and all….
yeah, but you actually HAVE kids, Ben. The rest of us have little emotional attachment to wee humans. they are merely restaurant screamers and store running arounders. It’s easy to think about drop kicking something that annoys the hell out of you. Harder when that thing might occasionally give you hugs and tell you that he/she loves you and then draw an adorable picture, or something.
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I took out 22 of those little bitches. I think it had something to do with the “I fight dirty” and I might be willing to throw one at another-you know if he was coming in a ramming speed and all….
26.
I have no shame. I’d drop-kick the fuckers like footballs with limbs.
I feel like such a wimp now…
yeah, but you actually HAVE kids, Ben. The rest of us have little emotional attachment to wee humans. they are merely restaurant screamers and store running arounders. It’s easy to think about drop kicking something that annoys the hell out of you. Harder when that thing might occasionally give you hugs and tell you that he/she loves you and then draw an adorable picture, or something.
Having kids, some days, just creats more seeds of jihad…
maybe you should retake the test on one of those days, then
Wow. I only got a 14. I am shamed in the face of all self-professed “I don’t like other people’s kids” people.