Even the Wal-Mart employees fight among themselves.
meh. black people are funner to watch… most white people fights can be boring as hell unless it’s in wallmart.
OBTW: Angelpalm is like my flag stalker.
This thread is what gets you unfriended on Facebook by your peers. LMAO!!! That Walmart video had me cracking up. That one broad headbutted that black woman got me.
That was filmed through a 2003 Razr.
This one got me cracked up
This one too, sadly the one who got her ass kicked is filming so we can’t watch how she gets rocked.
Fat bitches going commando. That’s just…
Edit: Had to go puke after watching that. Shit nasty as hell.
This dude fights a pole.
I liked this thread better when it guys telling stories.
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This one too, sadly the one who got her ass kicked is filming so we can’t watch how she gets rocked.
[/quote]LMAO. “That girl punched me like 14 times. This shit sucks.” That video was fantastic.
I tried keeping it that way but it got out of control
You mean before it became a haven for all the stormfront rejects?
Watch the wig come off!
Seems appropriate for this thread.
Well let me try and help out a little.
This almost reminds me of the old ‘Crazy Story Threads’ from years ago.
Back I when I was about 8 … so (some quick mental maths) about 1986, I got into a stupid fight outside my primary school gates with some kid ill just call Clarke. It was mad scrappy, with me blindly swinging my book bag and it unintentionally tearing his ear. It got worse when he tripped over and I lost my footing, as I was trying to rush him, and ended up cracking his rib with my Kickers, as I was trying not to fall over.
He wasn’t in school for a while after that, and the stories of my so called savage beat down of this kid circulated the school, and my notoriety reached some dizzying heights. I suddenly became popular with some of the nicer girls; the boys from the years above me suddenly wanted me to play football at lunchtimes and I was now the cool kid. Poor Clarke was just a distance memory for most. I didn’t hate the kid, in fact I didn’t even remember why we were fighting.
A few weeks later, after I had left a friend’s house after school, I was being followed… Of course I didn’t know about it, I was a kid. My head was in the clouds, probably too busy wondering about what was going to happen on that week’s thrilling instalment of Monkey Magic, or something. I didn’t notice the person walking quickly behind me, I didn’t notice when they called out my name, nor did I notice when that person was so close that they were breathing down my neck… However, I did notice when that person grabbed hold of my Parker hood and yanked me off my feet, I certainly noticed when that person gave me some solid clouts around my ears and I couldn’t help but take note of the fact that the person doing this was a woman.
I ran home to my dad, and told him nothing. I just hid in my room until I calmed down and then acted like nothing had happened.
It turned out, after Clarke had come back to school, and I saw the person who was now collecting him, that it was his mother who had decided to administer justice.
Of course neither Clarke or I wanted to deal with the fallout this fact would have on either of our reputations, so we remained the only people who knew.
Yeah I was gonna repost a story from there, decided against it.
Hey Thurst, been a while.
Ya, somehow i think that thread should stay in the past. Too many time stamped moments.
You scared?
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She’s so hard though, you don’t even know! I loved her crying about getting the ass whupping she was begging everyone to give her.
No one is stopping anybody from posting stories, the videos are just awesome.
Those crazy stories threads were the business, especially Stuckey’s chronicles.