I got pick-pocketed.

How am I such a bad person that this should have happened to me? Where exactly do you get off saying I deserve to be pick-pocketed? You and your butt-buddy WillKill can go right back into your WoW-infested, anime-loving pathetic lives and kindly shut the fuck up.

According to the Hindu religion it could be repayment for something you did in a past life.

Well I highly doubt either Grav or WillKill are Hindu so they can suck my balls. Respect mah authoritah!!

No, but I hear Grav looks like buddah.

I really like coffee with sugar but no cream. Don't lose the natural flavor and aroma of the coffee, but it also doesn't taste like shit.

No, but I hear Grav looks like buddah.

Buddha*, and Buddha was described as being quite magnificent visually. He was a prince, afterall.

I'm just talking about him being fat.

Thanatos, do you have a spare buck for a pal? =D.

Hah! So cruel.

Dude, fuck that guy up Thanatos. Just whirl around and kick the fucker. For Jesus H. Christ sake. Fuck man, fuck!

If you're pickpocketed, you usually don't notice until later. If you catch them right then, you can bet your ass they'd be getting their asses kicked. Anyone who has the balls to do that in public is going to be good at it, and only do it when they're 100% confident that nothing will go wrong.

psh i can pickpocket you guys anytime, bring it.

If your pickpocketing skills are anything like your english and reasoning, you couldn't successfully rob a patient in a coma.

I was thinking if he noticed right away like when he stopped somewhere. That way he'd know where to have his guard up given the time parameter.

Thanatos, penny for your thoughts? You might need it to help buy dinner.

trust me my english sucks, cause i'm in no mood to type correctly right now, deal with it, or dont' read my post. It's your choice.

The fuck are you talking about? Just because my wallet was stolen doesn't mean I'm automatically broke. I still have plenty of money in the bank.

Well that sucks but if people even get near me it's because im killing them otherwise they keep about a ten foot radius clear for me. Also I carry important things in the front pocket of my coat which is on the inside of the lining behind a zipper and buttons. I love my longcoats so much, but I love being known as very dangerous even more.

Well that sucks but if people even get near me it's because im killing them otherwise they keep about a ten foot radius clear for me. Also I carry important things in the front pocket of my coat which is on the inside of the lining behind a zipper and buttons. I love my longcoats so much, but I love being known as very dangerous even more.

No you aren't.

Oh but I am thought of as dangerous simply because since I was a child I attacked people who pissed me off. In 5th grade I beat a kid with a chair and hit the teacher in the throat with a ruler. In middle school someone started talking shit and before he could finish his first sentence I kicked him in the face and procreeded to beat his head into the table until his skull cracked. I then went to a court hearing where I was made to take an evaluation. I was told I had mental problems and because I get angry quickly and I am anti social I prefer to simply attack someone without saying a word or making a sound when provoked. Now I can't even fart without reporting it to my caretaker. Even so people know me as the kid who didn't make idle threats. In elementary school I stabbed a girl in the eye after saying I was going to. Hence anywhere I go in Oregon people tend to avoid me. Even those piss ants in Eugene stay away from me. I am in no way a good guy, in fact I'm pretty evil. Yes I said evil not *trash* there is a difference. You are trash because you would pay hobos to joust. I am evil because I would kill you AND the hobos and loot your corpses and leave the ass naked bodies in an alleyway or gutter. Yes, I would not deny the crows a good meal by burying trash. And recently I gave a another guy a face lift with my right steel toe boot. I got off because witnesses said he provoked me and because my mental state makes me choose fight rather than flight he was compromised. Especially since he knew my condition.

Besides I think your considered dangerous when cops finger their tool belts whenever your around.

Now just wait until I perfect my pigdeons with "perfect aim".

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