petercobber wrote:The cop who gives me a ticket every fucking time I park on the street at the California Ave. Starbucks. Asshole. Closest I have come to committing a serious crime in my life when I had to hold back a punch to his fat face.

Jeez - how much dey chargin' for parkin' tickets up dere dese days?

I was pretty annoyed once when I achieved a $450 speeding ticket... but parking tickets? Those have never driven me to the brink of committing bodily harm on an officer of the law or anything.

fuck Mark and the Lemp Art's Center in st louis MO. If you have had the misfortune of attending this dump you will surely understand my fuck this remark. St louis needs a new rock venue! Bad!

Hey Maurice from Craigslist here in Albuquerque.

You're the guy with the 1968 Ludwig Champagne Sparkle kit for $500.

Remember when you told me yesterday that the kit was mine to get because I was the first caller, but I couldn't come over now because your child was about to go to bed?

Remember that you that I could come by in the afternoon to get it? And then you sold it to someone else in the morning without calling me?

FUCK OFF!!!

Guys at metal shows in general, but mainly ones who when warned that they are standing in a cactus plant look and tell you to fuck off.

Fuck them where they breathe.

Arson Smith wrote:

petercobber wrote:The cop who gives me a ticket every fucking time I park on the street at the California Ave. Starbucks. Asshole. Closest I have come to committing a serious crime in my life when I had to hold back a punch to his fat face.

Jeez - how much dey chargin' for parkin' tickets up dere dese days?

I was pretty annoyed once when I achieved a $450 speeding ticket... but parking tickets? Those have never driven me to the brink of committing bodily harm on an officer of the law or anything.

Its not the money. A 50 buck ticket would not, alone, cause me to fly off the handle. It is the preditory nature of his repeated ticketing of coffee drinkers that makes me want to beat him with his own night stick. Fuckface.

jimmyjames6 wrote:Guys at metal shows in general, but mainly ones who when warned that they are standing in a cactus plant look and tell you to fuck off.

The first show I saw after moving to Pensacola was a metal show at the VFW. I remember scamming on this raver chick the entire show. Then I realized she was a raver chick.

jimmyjames6 wrote: Fuck them where they breathe

Outside? Inside? Everywhere? Oh I get it. In their noses.

I would like to tell my english teacher to fuck off. Whenever he is expressing his dislike for an author or musician, he says; "I think that is the emperor's new clothes, what do you think, Jordan?"

It wouldn't be so bad but he always tries to stop me with some stupid question when I'm leaving. Usually it's about something I haven't even thought about in years. Radiohead or Beck. I guess he means well. Just another close-minded open-minded person.

Oh yeah. He also has a "devilish goatee".

Severe apnea which wakes me up with no breath: FUCK OFF.

lemur68 wrote:Severe apnea which wakes me up with no breath: FUCK OFF.

asthma which makes me walk with no breath: fuck off!

i wish you'd have fucked off 20 fucking years ago while you were making my young life hell.

My grandpa's visits to the hospital: Fuck Off

My drummer: Fuck Off

The glass of wine I cannot find: Fuck Off

Belmont: Fuck Off. Really. You are nothing but a twat.

My gut: Fuck Off.

Everyone who has let loose in this thread (with the exception of Belmont) Fuck Yeah!

The guy that plays drums in the band that I am in: Fuck Off.

My Mom: I Love You. (I don't care if everyone has had a ride) I still love you. Go mom!

My freakishly large cock: Fuck Off