When did you realize people aint shit

[Ha Ha Ha Holeee Shit!]

How is he so tan despite never going outside?

He’s usually ashen, this is a full body alcohol flush.

 

[BonnieMcFarlaneMe2]

He’s usually ashen, this is a full body alcohol flush.

“Ashen? What’s he smokin cigarettes or sumpthin?”
I’ll car crash myself that was so bad but Chip really used to be funny in small doses.

 

[PogromStallone]

Probably when my mother was in hospital, and me and my brother were by her side. My brother went out to get food, and then my mother woke up and started calling for his name. I said, "i'm here mom" but she kept calling for his name. And then she died.

My brother asked if she said anything before she died, and I was like nope.

What's up, Chuck?

 

[TheRevAlJolson]

I was hanging out with some buddies at a convenience store across the street from our middle school after class one day. Our principal marched over there and told us we had to disperse and go home. My exact words were "bitch, you ain't shit over here," and I told her to take that stroll and get the fuck out of my face. My buddies got all hyped up - couple of them ran off, but I stood my ground while she just glared at me silently for an awkward amount of time and then just as silently, she fucked off back across the street.

There was no mention of it from her the next day or ever after that. That really drove it home to me that people could be weak ass faggots. I egged her house and bologna'd that bitches car the next year, too. Fuck with me, ho.

 

[chocolatehellhole]

I was hanging out with some buddies at a convenience store across the street from our middle school after class one day. Our principal marched over there and told us we had to disperse and go home. My exact words were "bitch, you ain't shit over here," and I told her to take that stroll and get the fuck out of my face. My buddies got all hyped up - couple of them ran off, but I stood my ground while she just glared at me silently for an awkward amount of time and then just as silently, she fucked off back across the street.

There was no mention of it from her the next day or ever after that. That really drove it home to me that people could be weak ass faggots. I egged her house and bologna'd that bitches car the next year, too. Fuck with me, ho.

Do you know how to get in contact with Wigger Rich?

 

[Phish]

I was just a kid going to the power plant where my dad worked in Boston. Wouldve been like 1990 or so. We saw a guy sprinting out of a known shithole vagrant bar in mid day. He was being chased by a guy with a machete and screaming his head off. I remember my dad being totally nonchalant and unphased about it, like “yea that type of stuff happens around here all the time. I saw a guy get shot here last month. Theyre all trash anyways.” It was about then that i was like “yea most people aint shit and its none of my business if they get themselves killed. Fuck em.”

 

[PickleRickle]

There were a couple alcoholic ladies in my neighborhood that I would periodically get into massive bant matches with. The realization that 10 year old me had them seething just from the sight of me on a daily basis had me thinking adults were lost causes. Trying to play hide and go seek with my pals, next second some drunks yelling at me so im stuck calling her an old drunk whore while laughing hysterically.

 

[BonnieMcFarlaneMe2]

I was hanging out with some buddies at a convenience store across the street from our middle school after class one day. Our principal marched over there and told us we had to disperse and go home. My exact words were "bitch, you ain't shit over here," and I told her to take that stroll and get the fuck out of my face. My buddies got all hyped up - couple of them ran off, but I stood my ground while she just glared at me silently for an awkward amount of time and then just as silently, she fucked off back across the street.

There was no mention of it from her the next day or ever after that. That really drove it home to me that people could be weak ass faggots. I egged her house and bologna'd that bitches car the next year, too. Fuck with me, ho.

I’m over here now!

 

[guest]

When my 9th grade math teacher was arrested for selling heroin to her students and dyking out with some of them.

 

[BonnieMcFarlaneMe2]

When my 9th grade math teacher was arrested for selling heroin to her students and dyking out with some of them.

That’s hot, that’s a hot way to live.

 

[aRTie02150]

That was pretty racist of her haha. Do you speak Spanish as well?

I spoke both languages but was more advanced in English.

I remember explaining it to the ESL teacher Mr. Vega in perfect English and he didn't even care. Just told me to sit down.

I don't know what became of it afterward, but I ended up back in normal classes but wasn't assigned to the original teacher I initially had.

Thankfully the one I got ended up being a really cool teacher and I ended up with friends from that class that I was friends with even through highschool and made fun of for the ordeal over the years. Which never bothered me because it was a pretty funny and insane situation for a 6 year old to go through.

But I'll never forget being so bummed out because I thought I was in a sped class because I didn't even know what ESL was back then, but certainly knew what sped was because we were already making fun of retards at that age.

 

['THE NIGGER MAN']

I let myself be amused by it daily.

Not the basket cases, but its interesting trying to get a read on what someone has going on.

 

[guest]

That’s hot, that’s a hot way to live.

Nah, it's demonic. Lesbians are filthy and disgusting creatures who wish they were men. Maybe 1 out of 20 is a looker. This teacher and her special students were no prizes.

 

[TheGhostOfAbeVigoda]

Kindergarten, for me. I was transferred to a first grade class halfway through the year, and on a walk from the kinder classroom to his room, the teacher told me I was moved to his class because I was "bad". I knew he was lying to me, I realized he was kind of an idiot, and it totally changed my view on adults and people in general. I had mostly really good teachers, but I'll never forget Mr. Stone. Peesha gabbitch.

What an asshole. I don't get people who are mean to kids.

 

[guest]

I was just a kid going to the power plant where my dad worked in Boston. Wouldve been like 1990 or so. We saw a guy sprinting out of a known shithole vagrant bar in mid day. He was being chased by a guy with a machete and screaming his head off. I remember my dad being totally nonchalant and unphased about it, like “yea that type of stuff happens around here all the time. I saw a guy get shot here last month. Theyre all trash anyways.” It was about then that i was like “yea most people aint shit and its none of my business if they get themselves killed. Fuck em.”

Was the bar called Moe's?