FUCKING OWNED.
FUCKING OWNED OWNED OWNED OWNED OWNED. GET THE FUCK OUT.
Max wins.
FUCKING OWNED.
FUCKING OWNED OWNED OWNED OWNED OWNED. GET THE FUCK OUT.
Max wins.
I think ghosts exist, in some shape or form. Jus' sayin'.
The only thing people are afraid of is death, once you learn to accept that, you aren't afraid of anything amirite?
I get freaked out about bugs. Especially ants.
Everyone has their own thing, assuming everyone is afraid of ghosts makes you a fucking idiot.
I'm afraid of emos, does that count? (I thought it was normal)
Shit got real in a thread about a fictional movie yo!
Dude, you are a barrel of laughs. Please never stop.
You really think a made up sob story you got from a Lifetime movie and portrayed as your personal experience is a trump card? Fuck you for being so shallow, you ain't gotta lie to kick it son.
And if that experience was true, then you were afraid of the unknown, noises you couldn't quite comprehend or foretell the outcome of. You've beautifully demonstrated my argument for me. Thank you for being a badass 6 year old that defeated god and psycho dad with a TV. What a character.
Anyone left in this thread who may have thought you weren't totally full of shit / retarded just turned against you.
Good job.
Because your tears are made of glass and the whole forum can hear them hitting the ground?
Yeah I'm full of shit because I called out a bullshit sob story on the internet, but half the forums saw it happen so it much be true! Poor Max boo-fucking-hoo
Do you believe all the girls you talk to on the internet are really girls too? I bet you have some great cyber *wink wink*
By the way sweetheart I'm still waiting for you to provide this imaginary quote that you're arguing with all of your heart and belief against.
Dude, you are insane.
Lolllll
Edit: yes, I also cyber with my wife who both posts on this forum and is widely known by most people here. This is amazing. Please, continue.
They fucked with me so bad I made up a story about my dad abusing my mom.
You're good man, I fooled myself, but not you.
Next time you're in Lewisville Texas, check the public records for Jackie Morriss, the police reports, the ones of my mom standing in the yard holding her scalp against her head waiting for an ambulance to show up.
I called 911 for many of them from a neighbors house.
Look up how he died as well, suicide by automobile, drove into the railroad trestle he used to tell my mom he was going to kill them both at, hit it at what the cop on the scene estimated as "over 150 mph" in a really nice Camaro. (Black 1980, totally handbuilt 383 with a drag geared 4.10 rear end and 3 speed, nitrous hookups, etc, etc)
We were in a different part of the state at the time, my mom got a call from my grandmother about it.
The first thing she said was "I'm free", I knew he was dead.
Better than Tyrese
Are you really so sheltered you don't believe anyone could have had a childhood like that?
As for sob story, I got my tears out years ago man, I don't need any more, thanks.
But you kept pushing and insisting that everyone was scared of the same shit you were as a kid, so I figured I'd go ahead and explain to you what I was scared of, the real bogey man down the hall.
Bumps in the night don't hold a knife to your mothers throat, or punch holes in the wall.
I've heard 13 year olds create more morbid realities with better details than that.
And no where in that quote does it say everyone is afraid of ghosts, but that's the - here it comes this is brilliant - phantom fucking detail you two are bent out of shape over and intend on arguing against.
Ironing at its finest.