I got pick-pocketed.

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".

HA HA HA

Look at me, I'm using the internets!!







(No you didn't.)

I worked on a tobacco farm today yayyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

Lmao.

That shit cracked me up.

Ugh.

Why must you turn Zelaron into a House of Lies?


Regarding the pickpocket issue, I'm all about the secure pockets (buttons and such).