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To the little boys driving down Parkland yesterday evening. What is with 20 year old children having the mental capacity of a small soap dish need to yell things out of your car window at people? I hope you got your jollies, went home and knuckled a few loads out. You’re all a pathetic bunch of losers. —Real Man
This article appears in Jun 6-12, 2013.
21 Comments
just a stage in life that most or some boys go through before they become men.
Sadly, this behaviour often continues well into middle age. Sorry guys, I couldn’t resist! Lol! *hugz*
*thinks about Nurse’s remark… and hangs head in shame*
The Captain was a man from the point of conception. No point fooling around in adolescence when there’s so much work to be done.
Alas, not all young men are as formidable so we end up with situations like OB describes.
So what if someone shouted at you from a moving car? Did you/they/someone die/get physically hurt? No.
I see a lot of bitches like this. If someone was to bitch about this each time it happed, there’d be a separate bitch board for it, called: Boo Fucking Hoo – Someone Yelled at Me!
I wouldn’t say often, Nurse, sometimes.
For all OP knows they were much younger than 20
I never got this.
It’s like basically announcing to the intended target that you are a douchebag…
and voluntarily at that.
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I don’t have a car so I just walk around yelling at people and running off.
what? I still rev the gas at people crossing the street.
And it’s still funny.
Vroom vroom, motherfuckers..
I’m with Zed, I’ve never had the inclination to yell at anyone from my vehicle. Not at any age.
When I lived on Parkland, a car load of kids drove by me a couple times while I walked me dog at night, throwing eggs at us.They never hit either of one of us and stopped doing it after I saw one of them as he threw an egg.
Interesting. I have lived on Parkland for the past six and a half years and I have never experienced this.
Though, I’d much rather be yelled at from a car on Parkland than shot at from a car in North Woodside… or stabbed in Fairview. 😉
KNUCKLING A LOAD OUT
“I hope you got your jollies, went home and knuckled a few loads out.” Real Man
“Knuckling a load out?” What can that possibly mean? Surely it can’t mean self-abuse but, if not, what can it mean? No, it must mean self-abuse.
The question then becomes one of the role played by the knuckles in the activity of self-abuse. Aren’t knuckles positioned on the wrong side of the hand? Or is there some sort of special technique, one I have never heard of, which involves palm-up self-abuse?
If so, a further question arises as to its provenance. Is the practice native to our shores or has it been imported from some exotic locale? Would I be right if I guessed the South Seas? I don’t know why, it’s just a feeling I have. Maybe I should stop thinking and just try it, just go ahead and knuckle a load out. What do you think?
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
You know you don’t have to self-debate in this digital age, right?
you just press backspace to erase the driveling back-and-forth and present your conclusion.
If you have a laptop, then yes, please knuckle one out… onto the keyboard…
and let it seep in and fry the motherboard.
I won’t lie I’ve partaken in a few drive by yellings when I was like 15. It was funny at the time. We were stupid.
RSVP
: zZz (06/13, 10:43AM)
“You know you don’t have to self-debate in this digital age, right?”
Wrong. “Self-debate” as you put it, is called “thought” by others, something to which you have been and always will be a stranger. You buffoon.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
Are you an idiot? surely but you’re also very moronic…
Hmmm, I wonder how you should be addressed.
Ah yes, I’ll stick with idiot.
Hey idiot, fak off.
You wanna know what’s more entertaining that your ‘philosophucking’ around?
I can’t help but laugh…
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I haven’t lived on Parkland in about 2 years.
I used to take my dog for a walk before I went to bed,about 12am-2am.Usually that late only on the weekends.
RSVP
; The Dribbler (aka The Dribbling Half-Wit, aka Benny) (06/13, 12:12PM)
Benny, I should have known it was you. As usual, Benny, I know that you are unable to support your empty bluster but I’m going to give you a chance anyway. Now, Benny, what do you mean by “philosophucking” around? Think about it, Benny. I’m trying to help you. Don’t let everyone down.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
They just got their beginner’s license and mommy let them borrow the car.
They be rollin’ …they be hatin’!
They do it not only because they’re stupid, but also because they’re huge pussies. They would NEVER do that if they were on foot, but give them the option of a quick getaway (inside something with locking doors) and their raisin sacks suddenly swell up.