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Sucker Punches of Interest

Sucker Punches of Interest

You'll read of current events, stories of interest, playful shots below the belt, angry retaliations, and more playful shots below the belt.


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Exile Dough

Report | 09/14/2009 1:51 pm

Exile Dough


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Cn1fVM6CGo
Exile Dough

Report | 09/09/2009 9:30 pm

Exile Dough

Lol Commenting goldz ftw
Exile Dough

Report | 09/08/2009 8:29 pm

Exile Dough

WAIT
YOU
I REMEMBER YOU
Exile Dough

Report | 09/06/2009 12:37 pm

Exile Dough

Lol your brothers cool
Exile Dough

Report | 09/05/2009 3:33 pm

Exile Dough

dude boring weekend so far
Exile Dough

Report | 09/03/2009 5:30 pm

Exile Dough

This is a tale explaining the manner in which my way of life was rotated along a Y axis until it reached a position roughly 180 degrees from that which it started. If I could have 60 seconds of your time, simply place your posterior in the selected location, and I will relate to you the details of how I was made the male monarch of the district of the City of Los Angeles, California located at coordinates 34.08333 -118.44778.

In the western region of the “City of Brotherly Love” known as Philadelphia, my mother expelled me from her womb and indeed that is also where I spent my childhood, in my mother’s care. The majority of my time was spent in a recreational area containing such diversions as a jungle gym, swing set, sand box, etc. I was typically at the height of leisure while frequently at a temperature slightly below what might be considered standard room temperature. Outside of my educational institution I was engaging in a game of basketball with some of my friends, when a couple of gentlemen who seemed to be of the disposition to cause a great deal of mischief began causing a great deal of chaos and disharmony in the area in which I lived. I was involved in one rather small bout of fisticuffs after which my mother became concerned for my general safety and well-being, and she informed me that I would be moving in with her sister and her sister’s husband in the previously mentioned community located at the previously mentioned location.

I implored my mother to relent approximately 24-48 hours ago, yet she gathered my belongings in a somewhat flat, rectangular shaped piece of luggage and expelled me from her presence. She placed her lips upon my cheek in an affectionate manner and handed me a pre-purchased pass for public transportation. I placed the headphones for my personal music system into my ears and verbalized the idea that I may as well impact this situation with my foot. Traveling in the highest available level of comfort, this is indeed an unfortunate situation (although I make this statement with some irony). Consuming the juices obtained by the squeezing of the fruit of a Citrus sinensis from a piece of glass stemware commonly reserved for the sipping of sparkling wine originating from the Champagne region of France, I pause to wonder if this is indeed how the residents of the admittedly upper-class neighborhood located at the previously mentioned location commonly live. Indeed, I find this situation may be rather to my enjoyment.

I puckered my lips and exhaled forcefully to produce a shrill note in order to gain the attention of a taxicab driver, and as the driver approached I observed his California vanity plate which, in place of the traditional jumble of alpha-numeric characters, used only the letters F, R, E, S, and H, spelling out the word “fresh”. Additionally, from his rear view mirror dangled a pair of oversized, fur-covered cubes decorated to look like the six-sided dice commonly used in gambling and board games. In such a situation I could have made a statement about the unusualness of this particular taxicab to the point of it being nearly unique. Instead I cogitatively decided against it and instead informed the driver that he should deliver me to what was to become my new home in the community located at the previously mentioned location.

We pulled up to a large domicile sometime between the hours of 7 and 8 o’clock, and in a loud tone of voice I informed the cab driver that at some undetermined point in the future I would again detect his odour through my sense of olfaction. I gazed about the region of land that I was destined to rule, reflecting on my arrival: Here I would claim my rightful place upon the throne, from which I would govern the previously mentioned community of Bel-Air as monarch.
Exile Dough

Report | 09/02/2009 5:40 pm

Exile Dough

Let us hugz and hope that school does not take us too fast
Exile Dough

Report | 08/31/2009 12:57 pm

Exile Dough

Yup. Gaia has completely sold out.
Lucky. I've been playinng WoW/Hanging out with Izaak.
LAST DAY TILL SCHOOL
/cut /bleed /rope /chair
Exile Dough

Report | 08/30/2009 11:30 pm

Exile Dough

Ya i've been coming on now and then, but all I see is a twisted abherration of what I used to know and love T.T
Whats up?
Exile Dough

Report | 08/27/2009 6:06 pm

Exile Dough

WHY DOES THIS SITE KEEP GETTING WORSE AND WORSE!!?
oh and hey

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