Spring Sucks Ass

I hate this time of year.

First let me throw in the Manly Testosterone Disclaimer: I can shoot someone from 5 football fields away using iron sites.

Ok I used to love this time of year, I love the smell of Lilac mostly, and roses, etc. but after my accident ( *insert smiley playing violin*) I lost all sense of smell, well a good 95% stuff like gasoline and kerosene, I can smell faintly, but flowers & food forget about it. I remember running through the field picking flowers and smelling the fresh spring air *disclaimer part 2- I've been shot at and I can bench 300lbs*

But oh well, anyway haven't gotten much into the new maps of CoD4 lately, I think I'll be doing some tonight, that's if any of the 5 girls i'm seeing have the night off from the strip club and stop by and see me.... (like how I threw in a lil testosterone in there) anyways if they do stop by I guess I should re-freshen the potpourri.

 

I just found this quote I'll post so I dont forget I used to read when working out:

Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in getting up every time we do.

Thanks Samurai

Posted by fatalvisi0n @ 6:14 pm EDT | Permalink | 2 Comments

HELP!!!!!

I could not wait!! April 29th can not come fast enough. So I decided to freeze myself in hopes that when April 29 comes around my wife would thaw me out. But shoe must have forgot. I have now been thawed and brought back to life, only it is the year 3012. And there is no Xbox 360 or GTA IV to play. So I need someone to cal my house and tell my wife to thaw me out!!!!

 

On a brighter side

Posted by fatalvisi0n @ 1:30 am EDT | Permalink | 2 Comments

Homeless

I realy do like it here, I guess I just need time to find a place in the community. I still search several gaming communities trying t find the right one. I am really disappointed in myself cause even after all the BULLSHIT at the site I came from where I was stabbed in the back, I still continue to go back and post. I am not the erson who ets eople just shit on me, but that is what I m doing each time I go back. I do have some very very few friends left there at that site, which is one reason I go back, but the biggest is probably because it is a site that was MY original idea, I should have just destroyed it when I had a chance.

I hate how now they let that piece of shit Brydd come in as a moderator the guy I mentioned in a previous post be a fucking mod. This is how back stabbing those bitches are over there. There was numerus times, where another Admin would post privatly how this guys a complete fucking looser, etc. So why did he make him a Mod. i really want to say fuck it al to hell leave completely and fuck even erase my entire friends list and start over, it just sucks that I have some friends there, and they are good friends, and unlike those fucks I would not stab them in the backs. Fuck I hate that site.

Why do I do that to myself. Guess I'm just torn.

But then again why the fuck am I getting so pissed at people I dont even know in real life?

I need something to get me back in a good mood.

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Happy Easter

Happy Easter!!

 

Posted by fatalvisi0n @ 12:48 am EDT | Permalink | 0 Comments

I've lost it

I finally lost it today. I love this site! The last site I came from where I went partners with 3 other friends to start sorta of Mom and Pop gaming site like this. I had a big blow out when the other admin were just letting members talk shit, one guy basically called me a Fucking Asshole, and after editing his post, they wanted me to apologize. Well after the huge blow out I quit, told them to pay me back the money I invested, ell afterwards I tried to apologize and make things better asking for my position back, etc. They didn't even give me the fucking courtesy to say hey were thinking about, instead they didn't say anything, so basically I said fuck it you can have the site.

Well since you can basically degrade anyone I started eliminating people off my Friends List, I'm not an admin, I have a new site now I'm happy to be apart of, so fuck it, One guy came up asking something fucking stupid with a hidden undertone as he normally does so I deleted hm, then instead of asking me in the forums dip shit comes out and says out to everyone I took him off my FL if he wants to now why, don't air the shit out PM me.

So I told him plain and simple

Ask a stupid question get a stupid answer
oh shit I almost forgot: /shrug/lol [there that should cover it]

about the FL whatever dude, since you wanna air it out in the main forum instead of bringing it in a PM, we can do this, I dont like you

Dont need to talk trash or anything else, I just dont like you

see this just goes back actually a while back since we first started the site. But You know I dont need the shit, I dont need to be fucked with when I paid alot of money for the site, which I never asked for a single donation or anything. But fuck'em, I found a better site with better people!

 

Sorry had to vent.

 

THE Marine Corps Version of Genesis 1

In the beginning was the word, and the word was God.

In the beginning was God, and all else was darkness and void, and without form. So God created the heavens and the Earth. He created the sun, and the moon, and the stars, so that light might pierce the darkness. The Earth, God divided between the land and the sea, and these he filled with many assorted creatures.

And the dark, salty, slimy creatures that inhabited the murky depths of the oceans, God called sailors. And He dressed them accordingly. They had little trousers that looked like bells at the bottom. And their shirts had cute little flaps on them to hide the hickeys on their necks. He also gave them long sideburns and shabby looking beards. God nicknamed them "squids" and banished them to a lifetime at sea, so that normal folks would not have to associate with them. To further identify these unloved creatures, He called them "petty" and "commodore" instead of titles worthy of red-blooded men.

And the flaky creatures of the land, God called soldiers. And with a twinkle in His eye, and a sense of humor that only He could have, God made their trousers too short and their covers too large. He also made their pockets oversized, so that they may warm their hands. And to adorn their uniforms, God gave them badges in quantities that only a dime store owner could appreciate. And He gave them emblems and crests... and all sorts of shiny things that glittered...and devices that dangled. (When you are God you tend to get carried away.)

On the 6th day, He thought about creating some air creatures for which he designed a Greyhound bus driver's uniform, especially for Air Force flyboys. But He discarded the idea during the first week, and it was not until years later that some apostles resurrected this theme and established what we now know as the "Wild-Blue-Yonder Wonders."

And on the 7th day, as you know, God rested.

But on the 8th day, at 0730, God looked down upon the earth and was not happy. No, God was not happy! So He thought about His labors, and in His divine wisdom God created a divine creature. And this He called Marine. And these Marines, who God had created in His own image, were to be of the air, and of the land, and of the sea. And these He gave many wonderful uniforms. Some were green; some were blue with red trim. And in the early days, some were even a beautiful tan. He gave them practical fighting uniforms, so that they could wage war against the forces of Satan and evil. He gave them service uniforms for their daily work and training. And He gave them evening and dress uniforms... sharp and stylish, handsome things... so that they might promenade with their ladies on Saturday night and impress the hell out of everybody! He even gave them swords, so that people who were not impressed could be dealt with accordingly. And at the end of the 8th day, God looked down upon the earth and saw that it was good. But was God happy? No! God was still not happy! Because in the course of His labors, He had forgotten one thing: He did not have a Marine uniform for himself. He thought about it, and thought about it, and finally God satisfied Himself in knowing that, well... not everybody can be a Marine!

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