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Imagine you're a deer

ActuaryTm

Diamond Member
You're prancing along. You get thirsty.

You spot a little brook.

You put your little deer lips down to the cool, clear water. BAM! A fvcking bullet rips off part of your head! Your brains are laying on the ground in little bloody pieces.

Now, I ask you - would you give a fvck what kind of pants the son of a bitch who shot you was wearing?

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Originally posted by: ActuaryTm
You're prancing along. You get thirsty.

You spot a little brook.

You put your little deer lips down to the clear blue water. BAM! A fvcking bullet rips off part of your head! Your brains are laying on the ground in little bloody pieces.

Now, I ask you - would you give a fvck what kind of pants the son of a bitch who shot you was wearing?

My brains are on the ground - it's impossible for me to give a fsck.
 
Yes. In fact, his son's pants were very much out of style, and the color didn't match at all! *wrist flick*
 
there's nothing worse than being shot by someone with good fashion sense. it means they're from the city, and they were STILL able to sneak up on your unattentive self.
 
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