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When ever I see them....
I want to punch a kitten in the fucking face.
----------------------------------- This is the "When ever I see them" thread. You possibly hate someone with more fury than a F5 tornado? Or how about with the passion of a tropical wind storm? Or maybe you love them so much, even Jesus couldn't pull you apart? Yeah, it's one of those threads. Start off your post with "When ever I see them..." and type what you would want to do. this way, you get it all out without having to really explain your situation. You just get to exert your feelings on the board. Me and my friends used to do this in class on a piece of paper. Call us easily amused if you want, but it helped. So, enjoy your venting. ------------------------------------- |
Whenever I see them ... you know the type, mouth-breathing, eyes glazed over, walking in a slow zigzag that forces others to stop and walk around them. Those people. The ones who run into things because they're not paying attention to what's directly in front of them. The ones you're walking behind who stop suddenly, then turn around and seem surprised that there's people behind them.
Whenever I see them I want to douse them in petrol and set them alight. I believe they're made of just water and egg, so it's not really murder. |
Every time I see them... I want to eat my own head.
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I think of weird things like, "I wonder if I can cut off my own hands before I stab them to death?" or "If I had a lot of money and they asked for a dollar would it be un-polite to laugh in their face first before saying no?" |
Fuck you and your thread rules. I want to kneel on Judd Apatow's neck and carve my full name onto his lower intestine, going in through his butt hole, with a rusty set of divider calipers.
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When I see it ...I want to pounce, rip and tear but not enough to kill, just enough for suffering. Then cut her toes off one-by-one and listen to her cries of pain, and pleas for mercy...
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I want to rip his fucking pedophile shitty dick off and choke him with it before throwing his body to a pack of hungry wolves! |
Whenever I see them....... I want to get out my swords cut them up piece by piece, pour salt in the wounds, force feed them their own shit, and knee them in the balls so hard people think they're sucking bubble gum balls!
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When ever I see them I want to grind my size 11 boots into their face till I hear bones crack and an eyeball rolls out. Then I want to pick up their floppy half conscious form and inject them with a stimulant so they can't faint from the pain.
Then I'll put them in a needle suit so whenever they breathe a bit more flesh gets ripped off. Finally I'll (carelessly) take the suit off, smear them with Gazelle flesh, and throw them into a Lion enclosure with half a dozen hungry lions with filed down teeth. You know, so they need to get a chew on! |
When Ever I Seen Them...I Would Grab A Number 2 Pencil, Jabbing It In Deep In Their Eyes Until They Die, And Write Music With It. Then I Would Title It..."Murder, She Wrote."
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You don't impress anyone.
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*Rolls Eyes* Anyways...Back On The Subject! Whenever I See Them...I Will Kill Them With Kindness And Serve Them Tea And Cookies....With Opium.
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You clearly are trying to be witty, which means you're trying to show off, but it's so dull and stupid.
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Hmmm...When Ever I See Alan...I Will Spray "Raid" In His Face For Being A Pest. |
Still not witty.
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When Ever I See Them I Will Beat Them With A Baseball Bat, Make Them Cement Shoes, And Throw Their Bodies In The Detroit River When They Come To.
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When Ever I See Them...I Would Skin Them, Cut Them Wide Open, And Play With Their Intestines...Stretching Them Like Rubber Bands...While They Are Still Alive. "Huh, Kinda Sticky...." *Playfully Slaps Allen In The Dome With It And It Sticks To His Face*
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When i see them... I want to strap everyone of them down with chains and whips. Peel they're skin off slowly and viciously. Take my Butcher knife and slice them open across every inch of their body (Hey, reminds me of Michael Myers), watching them bleed out slowly across the wodden floor. Laugh at them wickedly, and smile evilly ending with, "Stupid Fucking Preps You Finally Got What You Deserved!"
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When I see them......I just want to show them how to capitalize correctly, use punctuation the right way and lovingly teach them how to spell.
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When Ever I See Them...I Will Tie Them Down In A Chair, And Make Them Eat Broken Glass.
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