seriously, dont talk about your life anymore, you already know what happens (how is dan anyway? BWAHAHA!!11!!!1)
Okay. The OP did some shit that even retards would have better sense than to do, and now he's bitching about how much his life sucks and we should all pity him. Have yet another box, OP.
[QUOTE=The Big Bomb;21910770]It isn't THAT fucked up, but it's a story, here I go;
When I was in fifth grade (I was about 10 or 11) I brought in a lighter, fake marijuana, and I showed some kids. They thought it was cool, "Dude thats real weed??!". The next day I get a call up to the office. "Louie, you're being dismissed". My mom is there (looking normal) and we walk to the car. She screams as loud as she can. She found out. Someone FUCKING ratted. They thought it was REAL weed. The next day after that, I went to a meeting with my mother, an officer, and the principal. They discussed blabla, and I overheard them talking about the social services. The next day, they came to my house, questioning everyone. The next day in school, they called me up to the office again. The cop was there. He took me down to the station to find out what a criminal was like. We went to the prison, and that was... interesting. He took me to a class about marijuana and substance abuse. It all fucking sucked. My mom yells and yells at me everyday, how my life is SO fucked up and how I'm such a burden on her. Anyways, oh well. I go home, sit in my bed, and read. And read. And read.
PART 2: Same year, same grade, same place. One of my friends, Mitchell's birthday was coming up. I couldn't come to his birthday and I promised this kid a birthday present. I know you can't break promises, so I notified him of a present that I can give him. A firecracker. I give it to him the next day in the forest. He goes home, tells his dad. The cop comes the next day to the school. Takes me to the jail, and I have to spend the day in the jail. My mom is flipping fucking constant lids. She is screaming about how her life is fucked up. Oh well.
[b]BONUS!![/b] My Cool Uncle
I had this cool Uncle, "Uncle Phil". His real name was P.T. Blaine. He was fucking awesome, if you know what I mean. He's the guy who drove around in a brown van with his window rolled down and the beard, and the driving gloves. I remember his AC being broken, so we always had the windows rolled down. He was the leader of some google group "big breasted and mature women". He was sooo fucking cool to me. One day, after we saw some action movie in theaters, we drove around a little. (Did I mention we'd always go to the liquor store and he'd buy me a Mike's Hard Lemonade?) and we went past a house of a girl who's name was "Candy". Phil said that he shouldn't be doing this, and not to tell anyone. He took an ounce of maryjane and sold it to "Candy."
He was awesome. Then one day in late 2008, he was put in the hospital. He was getting tired and tired. On January 1st 2009, he died and he was the closest thing to me for a father. My father always screamed at me all the time. He had fucking anger issues.
RIP Phil
Anyways, :what:[/QUOTE]
b'awww, grow the fuck up. I've been dealing with tougher shit since i was 7, and every time i got over it and only used it as motivation to try harder.
[QUOTE=DrPharmacist;21914496]Your life is average compared to mine.
I have been molested, yet nobody in my family believes me because our neighbor would do that so they send me to a quack to convince me I never was molested.
Can't blame him, he was 13 and tried to mimic a porn video being passed around in school, still really, really traumatizing.
My mother is a over reactive drama-queen, her only goal is to buy over-expensive cars, the last one which was used she bought for twenty thousand dollars and expects me to get a job to help her pay of the bills because she decided she needed "a special car for her safety needs"
My father is a destructive negligent asshole, he would always throw my toys, when I was younger, over this concrete sound-barrier behind my house when I was six.
I have two older brothers, Ill name the oldest Charley and the second oldest Rick.
Charley is a great brother comparable to Rick, still gets mad at me when I don't know how to do certain things or I begin to ask for help.
Rick has ass for brains, he can't do normal cognitive skills without fucking something up. He always drives drunk around town, ruined two cars so far, my mothers Infinity, not the one that costs about twenty thousand but one given to her by my grandparents, by leaving it in a flood. And another car, that is not even his by driving drunk from his friends house, the fact he has yet to cause manslaughter makes my brain implode.
And one little brother, I will name him AssWipe.
AssWipe is the baby of the family, there are times I would brush past him and he would fall on the ground and play his little game of "Crocodile Tears" on my parents who instantly get on my ass for a list of things I would never do. AssWipe has cost me the most pain of the family, he generally is the only one who knows I'm a furry so he won't stop putting my family's pets genitals in my face because it is a "fun" game to play. He also manages to need me the most when it comes to computer help and if I don't help him right away I end up with my parents mad at me for another 13 transgressions I never acted out. He is also the only one that knows I am a atheist and holds that as leverage against me because I don't want to get sent to some shitty "Jesus Loves you Camp" filled with indoctrinations.
My friends are generally all assholes specifically "James", yes that is his first name, he is a hardcore catholic and went apeshit when I told him I was atheist and apeshit again when I told him I was a furry, lately now every convebrsation with him has been "I can't believe you would degrade into fucking animals" or "Why would you stop believing in god" or the newest one "You are a satanic waste of shit and needs to die so that satin can see what he has created". I don't consider him a friend anymore but more of a "general asshole that was your friend and now hates you"
tl;dr
I was molested and my childhood is filled with trauma, yours isn't so bad so stop making threads claiming your life is fucked up because after I read that you sounded like every emo in my school I want to run over with a mower because "My father didn't buy me presents this year" or "I have no friends", then magically 15 people run up and then socializes with them.[/QUOTE]
Good [b]God.[/b]
Beat the everloving shit out of that brat. I would have him dead long ago, such disrespect. I miss the days when it was legal to behead a man if he looked at you the wrong way...
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You all have fucked-up lives saying he has it easy, that would be hell for me bwuahahaha. I'm lucky as shit.
[QUOTE=DrPharmacist;21914496]Your life is average compared to mine.
I have been molested, yet nobody in my family believes me because our neighbor would do that so they send me to a quack to convince me I never was molested.
Can't blame him, he was 13 and tried to mimic a porn video being passed around in school, still really, really traumatizing.
My mother is a over reactive drama-queen, her only goal is to buy over-expensive cars, the last one which was used she bought for twenty thousand dollars and expects me to get a job to help her pay of the bills because she decided she needed "a special car for her safety needs"
My father is a destructive negligent asshole, he would always throw my toys, when I was younger, over this concrete sound-barrier behind my house when I was six.
I have two older brothers, Ill name the oldest Charley and the second oldest Rick.
Charley is a great brother comparable to Rick, still gets mad at me when I don't know how to do certain things or I begin to ask for help.
Rick has ass for brains, he can't do normal cognitive skills without fucking something up. He always drives drunk around town, ruined two cars so far, my mothers Infinity, not the one that costs about twenty thousand but one given to her by my grandparents, by leaving it in a flood. And another car, that is not even his by driving drunk from his friends house, the fact he has yet to cause manslaughter makes my brain implode.
And one little brother, I will name him AssWipe.
AssWipe is the baby of the family, there are times I would brush past him and he would fall on the ground and play his little game of "Crocodile Tears" on my parents who instantly get on my ass for a list of things I would never do. AssWipe has cost me the most pain of the family, he generally is the only one who knows I'm a furry so he won't stop putting my family's pets genitals in my face because it is a "fun" game to play. He also manages to need me the most when it comes to computer help and if I don't help him right away I end up with my parents mad at me for another 13 transgressions I never acted out. He is also the only one that knows I am a atheist and holds that as leverage against me because I don't want to get sent to some shitty "Jesus Loves you Camp" filled with indoctrinations.
My friends are generally all assholes specifically "James", yes that is his first name, he is a hardcore catholic and went apeshit when I told him I was atheist and apeshit again when I told him I was a furry, lately now every convebrsation with him has been "I can't believe you would degrade into fucking animals" or "Why would you stop believing in god" or the newest one "You are a satanic waste of shit and needs to die so that satin can see what he has created". I don't consider him a friend anymore but more of a "general asshole that was your friend and now hates you"
tl;dr
I was molested and my childhood is filled with trauma, yours isn't so bad so stop making threads claiming your life is fucked up because after I read that you sounded like every emo in my school I want to run over with a mower because "My father didn't buy me presents this year" or "I have no friends", then magically 15 people run up and then socializes with them.[/QUOTE]
What the fuck is wrong with him ''mimicing a porn video''? You can blame him, that's a pretty retarded act, seriously, what kind of 13 year old kid molests somebody because he wanted to mimic a porn video, i really want to beat the shit out of that kid.
He should be locked up for a long time, your parents are assholes for not believing you.
My second eldest brother took a dildo to school when he was in year 4.
"Look guys, a new invention!"
EDIT
Was Dan still boobies at this current time?
yeah it wasn't the smartest thing to bring a replica of an illegal substance into a school of a bunch of 11 year olds. Ofcourse they are going to narc on you.
My parents yell at me =((
was your father a ravaging alcoholic and did your mother die of cancer? no? yeah you caused those problems and there is nobody else to blame than you
my dad was/is a pedo
your childhood isn't bad
You think your childhood is bad? I'm not allowed a PC, TV or anything in my room. DO YOU KNOW HOW THAT FEELS? :smithicide:
Angst Punch
Who the hell brigs fake weed into class?
Most likely another troll thread from The Big Bomb, I'd just ignore it if I were you.
[QUOTE=The Big Bomb;21910770]Uncle Phil[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=The Big Bomb;21910770]van[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=The Big Bomb;21910770]beard[/QUOTE]
Yeah...
[QUOTE=Zeraux;21921339]Who the hell brigs fake weed into class?[/QUOTE]
The drama queen OP, of course.
Apart from your dad dieing all that stuff seems to be your own fault.
I wouldn`t call it all your fault because all everyone ( even your friends! ) seems to rat on you for small time stuff.
Yet most of it is.
Pffft, y'all niggas making a show and thinking yours is hard.
In my childhood when I was 17. I was just hanging around the local park with my homies, maxin', relaxin' outside the pools. When suddenly there were couple of guys who where up to no good, and started making trouble in my neightbourhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, and she said: You're moving with your uncle to bell-air
[QUOTE=Raiskauskone;21922249]Pffft, y'all niggas making a show and thinking yours is hard.
In my childhood when I was 17. I was just hanging around the local park with my homies, maxin', relaxin' outside the pools. When suddenly there were couple of guys who where up to no good, and started making trouble in my neightbourhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, and she said: You're moving with your uncle to bell-air[/QUOTE]
Oh Gawd, at least get it right.
[QUOTE=Andaeeee;21922639]Oh Gawd, at least get it right.[/QUOTE]
I intented it to be like that, I do have the full song in a text file right here if you want it
Saw it coming.
[QUOTE=Crazy Legs;21910842]This, to be honest. Schools these days are very touchy when it comes to drugs and explosives.[/QUOTE]
I can't say a god damned thing in my school without them forcing me to see a doctor for it. I went to one today because they still don't trust the other 2 (Even though they were doctors the school wanted me to go to) and this doctor thinks I'm fine. My school thinks I'm retarded when it's the other way around :v: I just sit around and laugh at their dumb asses.
"My little fucked up childhood" consisted of you bringing fake weed to school and you getting yelled at?
Are you fucking kidding me?
His little fucked up childhood consisted of him being disciplined.
oh no your life is so terribad you should just kill yourself :|
I'm not saying it was horrible or worse than yours, I'm just telling you mine. Jesus Christ.
[QUOTE=Eluveitie;21917191]This is why you don't make friends with hardcore christians if you're a athiest furry.[/QUOTE]
I know that now, I learned alot from my experiences with that asshole and generally not to trust people like him.
[QUOTE=The Big Bomb;21925478]I'm not saying it was horrible or worse than yours, I'm just telling you mine. Jesus Christ.[/QUOTE]
Then again, you DO have to live with the fact that your poor friend Dan is now boobies. That's probably a bit of a downer.
They overreacted on the marijuana, people get caught all the time at my school all they do is advice that you go to drug counselling.
[QUOTE=The Big Bomb;21925478]I'm not saying it was horrible or worse than yours, I'm just telling you mine. Jesus Christ.[/QUOTE]
No you are a new breed of dumbass, I shall call it the "D-Factor".
You are really lucky, I would kill for a uncle who would buy me hard lemonade and be the leader of a group such as that..
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