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Getbig Main Boards => Gossip & Opinions => Topic started by: Your Average GymRat on January 29, 2012, 06:09:49 PM
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I walk in the place this afternoon to toss a few pairs of my $400 jeans in the gentle cycle. The machines are all being used, but I see one of the machines is done cleaning but the clothes are still in it. I ask around and nobody knows nothing. Fine. I go back to the machine and simply pull all the wet clothes out of it and drop them on the floor. I start putting my designer jeans in the machine when this black comes through the front door and races over to the machine. "What the fuck? What the fuck muthafucka? What the fuck you doin'?" I look him right in thr face with these kung fu eyes and I simply say "what"? Then I "peeled". He looked at this torso'n'guns package and almost shit his ten dollar pants. "Oh, nothing bro," he says. "Pick up your clothes and get the fuck out of here," I tell him. "Don't even use the fucken dryer. Take your wet clothes and leave the premises before you get a roundhouse kick to the jaw." He was on his hands and knees gathering his shit up, and he left a humbler man.
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OK Assif
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That's what I love about these High School girls man. I get older, they stay the same age.
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I'll piss on you...maybe then you'll at least smell like a man.
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maybe you should teach him how to read
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I'll piss on you...maybe then you'll at least smell like a man.
Hahahahahahahahahahaha !
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and I simply say "what"? Then I "peeled".
You mean Lonnie Teper was confronting you to peel?
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I walk in the place this afternoon to toss a few pairs of my $400 jeans in the gentle cycle. The machines are all being used, but I see one of the machines is done cleaning but the clothes are still in it. I ask around and nobody knows nothing. Fine. I go back to the machine and simply pull all the wet clothes out of it and drop them on the floor. I start putting my designer jeans in the machine when this black comes through the front door and races over to the machine. "What the fuck? What the fuck muthafucka? What the fuck you doin'?" I look him right in thr face with these kung fu eyes and I simply say "what"? Then I "peeled". He looked at this torso'n'guns package and almost shit his ten dollar pants. "Oh, nothing bro," he says. "Pick up your clothes and get the fuck out of here," I tell him. "Don't even use the fucken dryer. Take your wet clothes and leave the premises before you get a roundhouse kick to the jaw." He was on his hands and knees gathering his shit up, and he left a humbler man.
lmao !! funniest shit i've read in a while ;D
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That's what I love about these High School girls man. I get older, they stay the same age.
YESSSS Best line ever...
Wait, "There's a party at the moontower" ;D
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This story should have been changed to the laundry room of my apartment building. Because there is nothing badass about a man who cant afford a washer and dryer, or cant find a woman to do his laundry.
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I walk in the place this afternoon to toss a few pairs of my $400 jeans in the gentle cycle. The machines are all being used, but I see one of the machines is done cleaning but the clothes are still in it. I ask around and nobody knows nothing. Fine. I go back to the machine and simply pull all the wet clothes out of it and drop them on the floor. I start putting my designer jeans in the machine when this black comes through the front door and races over to the machine. "What the fuck? What the fuck muthafucka? What the fuck you doin'?" I look him right in thr face with these kung fu eyes and I simply say "what"? Then I "peeled". He looked at this torso'n'guns package and almost shit his ten dollar pants. "Oh, nothing bro," he says. "Pick up your clothes and get the fuck out of here," I tell him. "Don't even use the fucken dryer. Take your wet clothes and leave the premises before you get a roundhouse kick to the jaw." He was on his hands and knees gathering his shit up, and he left a humbler man.
YAGR, how does a man with your level of thigh mass fit into designer jeans? Do you have to get them tailored?
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I never wear them. I just own them because I can.
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When you have the term "average" in your username, you get no respect from me piss ant.
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Just your jewish half exploit your coloured half to do yard work?
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Just your jewish half exploit your coloured half to do yard work?
The black half is too lazy so the jewish half has to trick the silly negro...hey, wait-a-minute...
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Hahahahaha - funny shit as usual - YAGR is becoming one of my favourite posters. ;D
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Just your jewish half exploit your coloured half to do yard work?
lol
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Hahahahaha - funny shit as usual - YAGR is becoming one of my favourite posters. ;D
Yes he writes some good laugh material.
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quite the action packed life you live, alot of people wanting to test your superiority!
I walk in the place this afternoon to toss a few pairs of my $400 jeans in the gentle cycle. The machines are all being used, but I see one of the machines is done cleaning but the clothes are still in it. I ask around and nobody knows nothing. Fine. I go back to the machine and simply pull all the wet clothes out of it and drop them on the floor. I start putting my designer jeans in the machine when this black comes through the front door and races over to the machine. "What the fuck? What the fuck muthafucka? What the fuck you doin'?" I look him right in thr face with these kung fu eyes and I simply say "what"? Then I "peeled". He looked at this torso'n'guns package and almost shit his ten dollar pants. "Oh, nothing bro," he says. "Pick up your clothes and get the fuck out of here," I tell him. "Don't even use the fucken dryer. Take your wet clothes and leave the premises before you get a roundhouse kick to the jaw." He was on his hands and knees gathering his shit up, and he left a humbler man.
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So how many Taco Bell paychecks did it cost for these $400 pants?
Or maybe I should ask, how much did you really pay for these pants at the Salvation Army?
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This story should have been changed to the laundry room of my apartment building. Because there is nothing badass about a man who cant afford a washer and dryer, or cant find a woman to do his laundry.
$400 pants but can`t afford a place with its own w/d, probably drives a leased corvette as well. All about the image. :D
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Phew! I thought you shit your pants.
I walk in the place this afternoon to toss a few pairs of my $400 jeans in the gentle cycle. The machines are all being used, but I see one of the machines is done cleaning but the clothes are still in it. I ask around and nobody knows nothing. Fine. I go back to the machine and simply pull all the wet clothes out of it and drop them on the floor. I start putting my designer jeans in the machine when this black comes through the front door and races over to the machine. "What the fuck? What the fuck muthafucka? What the fuck you doin'?" I look him right in thr face with these kung fu eyes and I simply say "what"? Then I "peeled". He looked at this torso'n'guns package and almost shit his ten dollar pants. "Oh, nothing bro," he says. "Pick up your clothes and get the fuck out of here," I tell him. "Don't even use the fucken dryer. Take your wet clothes and leave the premises before you get a roundhouse kick to the jaw." He was on his hands and knees gathering his shit up, and he left a humbler man.
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Typical getbiggers win and lose laundrymats in card games.
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I just throw my clothes out when they are dirty and buy new ones.
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I walk in the place this afternoon to toss a few pairs of my $400 jeans in the gentle cycle. The machines are all being used, but I see one of the machines is done cleaning but the clothes are still in it. I ask around and nobody knows nothing. Fine. I go back to the machine and simply pull all the wet clothes out of it and drop them on the floor. I start putting my designer jeans in the machine when this black comes through the front door and races over to the machine. "What the fuck? What the fuck muthafucka? What the fuck you doin'?" I look him right in thr face with these kung fu eyes and I simply say "what"? Then I "peeled". He looked at this torso'n'guns package and almost shit his ten dollar pants. "Oh, nothing bro," he says. "Pick up your clothes and get the fuck out of here," I tell him. "Don't even use the fucken dryer. Take your wet clothes and leave the premises before you get a roundhouse kick to the jaw." He was on his hands and knees gathering his shit up, and he left a humbler man.
quit picking on webster!!!!!!!!
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baddest dude on getbig!!!!!!!!
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This dude sounds like a beast! :o
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Hahahahaha - funny shit as usual - YAGR is becoming one of my favourite posters. ;D
He's growing on me
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I walk in the place this afternoon to toss a few pairs of my $400 jeans in the gentle cycle. The machines are all being used, but I see one of the machines is done cleaning but the clothes are still in it. I ask around and nobody knows nothing. Fine. I go back to the machine and simply pull all the wet clothes out of it and drop them on the floor. I start putting my designer jeans in the machine when this black comes through the front door and races over to the machine. "What the fuck? What the fuck muthafucka? What the fuck you doin'?" I look him right in thr face with these kung fu eyes and I simply say "what"? Then I "peeled". He looked at this torso'n'guns package and almost shit his ten dollar pants. "Oh, nothing bro," he says. "Pick up your clothes and get the fuck out of here," I tell him. "Don't even use the fucken dryer. Take your wet clothes and leave the premises before you get a roundhouse kick to the jaw." He was on his hands and knees gathering his shit up, and he left a humbler man.
$400 jeans yet you can't afford your own washer and dryer...? good story though,the law layed down once again...