Never Mess with the Quiet Girl

When I date a women, there are some perquisites you have answer.

1. Do you have any brothers?

If yes

I don't date them. Not worth getting your ass kicked for some pussy,
So there isn't a man on this earth you're not afraid of?

Man up, son. Quit all this IM biz and join the Marines. The internet will be here when you get back.
 


Don't Mess with This guys Little 11 year old Sister

"You don't think I saw those messages Nigguhhh?"

[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=514VLpnUxAY]Don't mess with peoples little sisters - YouTube[/ame]

Punches like a lil bitch tho. Is he slappin?
 
[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohlKzHl3MQs]Female German bully gets owned (full) - YouTube[/ame]
 
Don't Mess with this motha fuckin McDicks worker

[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9xcDEZbW30c]Never fuck with a nigga at McDonald's! - YouTube[/ame]
 

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When I date a women, there are some perquisites you have answer.

1. Do you have any brothers?

2. Have you taken any martial arts or any kickboxing classes?

If yes to one or both,

I don't date them. Not worth getting your ass kicked for some pussy, I am baffled when I see man getting fucked over and getting their ass's kicked to get some pussy, all pussy is the same, its a wet trap that can become a disaster. Fuck hurricanes, tornadoes, earthquakes, pussy is the most natural disaster on the planet for all man types if not handled with caution.

Just think about child support.




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when I was 16 I stole my moms car and snuck over to my girlfriends house in the middle of the night. When I was waiting for her to come outside, instead her big ass bald-headed nazi loving brother comes out. He doesn't see me at first, but then spots me and pauses. I stand still hoping he doesn't realize it's a human in the darkness. Then suddenly he just starts rushing towards me as fast as he can. I hop out of my sandals and run barefoot as fast as I possibly can across the parking lot to my moms car, the nazi brother chasing very close behind. Right before I get to the car I pull out the keyless remote and unlock the door and hop in and shut/lock the door right before he slams his body into the side of my moms car. He throws his fist into the window a couple times but it doesn't break. Then he grabs onto the sideview mirror and rips the mirror off as I slammed on the gas in reverse right into a bunch of street trash cans. As this happened I heard him scream and as I zoomed away I see him in the grass yelling at the top of his lungs rolling around on the ground.

Later the cops come to my house and I act like I was sleeping the whole time, but then admit I wasn't because they saw the broken mirror on my moms car. My girlfriend calls me on the cell and tells me I backed over her brother's leg and it's all fucked up and broken. When I went to court the judge dismissed it because I told the story and they saw I was only running and driving away in self protection. Victory was mine.

Your comment made me remember that story, thanks.
 
when I was 16 I stole my moms car and snuck over to my girlfriends house in the middle of the night. When I was waiting for her to come outside, instead her big ass bald-headed nazi loving brother comes out. He doesn't see me at first, but then spots me and pauses. I stand still hoping he doesn't realize it's a human in the darkness. Then suddenly he just starts rushing towards me as fast as he can. I hop out of my sandals and run barefoot as fast as I possibly can across the parking lot to my moms car, the nazi brother chasing very close behind. Right before I get to the car I pull out the keyless remote and unlock the door and hop in and shut/lock the door right before he slams his body into the side of my moms car. He throws his fist into the window a couple times but it doesn't break. Then he grabs onto the sideview mirror and rips the mirror off as I slammed on the gas in reverse right into a bunch of street trash cans. As this happened I heard him scream and as I zoomed away I see him in the grass yelling at the top of his lungs rolling around on the ground.

Later the cops come to my house and I act like I was sleeping the whole time, but then admit I wasn't because they saw the broken mirror on my moms car. My girlfriend calls me on the cell and tells me I backed over her brother's leg and it's all fucked up and broken. When I went to court the judge dismissed it because I told the story and they saw I was only running and driving away in self protection. Victory was mine.

Your comment made me remember that story, thanks.

From the description of a guy I assume you were dating Dresden's sister.
 
Not only with quite one, but don't mess with any girl. They all are same. They always get support from other guys and girls. But we men never get that.