in here. Man the fun I could have with him burning his pathetic ass all around the forums. LOL I wish he would come join. I have been really bored lately.

Are you playing with the kiddies again.

Hell yes when bored time to go fuck with some mean people. LOL

who?

This jackass on the main page that only uses PM and likes to leave rude ass comments I like fucking with him I rather him start posting in here though so I can fuck with him here.

you go girl dont hold back, ps i bet you get into fights at the bar

I never start them I promise.

you gust finish them? he he

True story:D

Maybe we could set up a special sub-site - complete with its own message board and such - just for Jdanoz, Crusherfla and all those other wankers to haunt. That way, they can spend their lifetime (if you could call it a life) annoying the hell out of each other, and the rest of us can get back to the more important side of RMM

-Jak

I guess the forum will have to add a retard section if the eediots start coming in here and flaming

If they are bothering you in PM tell me, BTS, or freak about it and they will take a break if they get to bothersome.

Oh they dont bother me at all I like fucking with them that is why I said he should come here so I can follow him around and fuck with him. I know it makes him made cause when ever I go say shit to him when he leaves nasty comments to people he comes and makes sure he leaves one for all of my pics. I just like being mean to mean people Ironic Huh

Hey JD I see you on right now come post hon

rofl...remind me to never piss chica off....and expect to keep my balls intact

Here's a way to get back at people... (long but worth the read)

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered, saying "Hello."

I politely said, "This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?"

Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right f***ing number!" and the phone was slammed down on me.

I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits.

After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.

When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled "You're an asshole!" and hung up. I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer.

Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an asshole!"

It always cheered me up.

When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic "asshole calling" would have to stop.

So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from the Verizon. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?"

He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone.

I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an asshole!"

One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot.

Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his back window which included is phone number, so I wrote down the number.

A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had his number on speed dial) I though that I'd better call the BMW asshole too. I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"

"Yes, it is", he said.

"Can you tell me where I can see it?" I asked.

"Yes, I live at 34 Mowbray BLVD, in Vaucluse. It's a yellow house, and the car's parked riht out in front."

"What's your name?" I asked.

"My name is Don Hansen," he said.

"When's a good time to catch you, Don?"

"I'm home every evening after five."

"Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"

"Yes?"

"Don, you're an asshole!" Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.

Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.

Then I came up with an idea. I called Asshole #1.

"Hello?"

"You're an asshole!" (But I didn't hang up.)

"Are you still there?" he asked.

"Yeah" I said.

"Stop calling me," he screamed.

"Make me," I said.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"My name is Don Hansen."

"Yeah? Where do you live?"

"Asshole, I live at 34 Mowbray Blvd, Vaulcuse, a yellow house, with my black Beamer parked in front."

He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers."

I said, "Yeah,like I'm really scared, asshole," and hung up.

Then I called Asshole #2. "Hello?" he said.

"Hello, asshole." I said.

He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are."

"You'll what?" I said!

"I'll kick your ass," he exclaimed.

I answered, "Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now."

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 34 Mowbray Blvd, Vaucluse, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.

Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Mowbray Blvd, Vaucluse.

I quickly got into my car and headed over to Mowbray.

I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead police helicopter and a news crew.

NOW I feel much better.

ROFL THATS FUCKING GREAT! damn i wish i could think up shit like that lol

LMFAO I love it.

yup...almost as much as i love those couch pics you did! lol