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Hey crisis, why you dissin me in your smack talk man? I thought we were buds
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hmmm serious or more sarcasm... we may never know.Originally posted by lordofgunComment
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10 minutes since STAMPY has replied.Comment
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He's trying to come up with more swear words.Originally posted by Bling
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I knew you wouldn't let me down, Crisis. Nice job. 
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LOL@crisis.
Get me smokes and vodka!Comment
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Crisis' last reply was the best post so far.Originally posted by mysticsotoComment
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a skid mark in society's collective underwear Bling comes out swinging hard.
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Regor has just buried F_L.
I'd concede this match if I were F_L.
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Exactly why you won't see anything but vulgarity in Stampy's posts.Originally posted by dannyek71Comment
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Originally posted by Darth Takeohttp://www.billszone.com/fanzone/sho...stpost&t=65709
Regor has just buried F_L. I'd concede this match if I were F_L.
you'd also bend over and take it in the ass from your little lover. of course.. it's be hard for you to concede with his dick in your mouth.Comment
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Originally posted by Darth Takeohttp://www.billszone.com/fanzone/sho...stpost&t=65709
Regor has just buried F_L. I'd concede this match if I were F_L.
Buried? That wasn't even remotely funny. An eight year old can come up with lame ass one liners like that.
Go watch Jar Jar Binks, you flaming *******.Comment
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the only think FTG can ever talk about is me and Drew.... i think we should both be a bit nervous...
Can't wait till i have my own little smack tourni at the Tampa game next year. the only difference will be he'll get 0 smacks and i've got an unlimited supply of "foot in his ass" to use up.Comment
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Originally posted by Canadian'eh!
Show some gay pride. Flying off the handle and accusing other guys of being gay because you are is sad. You should be proud. You can't help it you were born that way.Comment
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I quit. Sorry guys But if you bet for me let me know how much and I will double your zb'sI remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?"
"Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet.
You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times."
It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach.
He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
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