Oh SNAP, babe; Should I Hit It?

[Anonymous]

Saywhat?

You said you don't have a choice about the Army. You do. They can't just place you in there, you have to enlist.

[Dr Mario]

Saywhat?

Don't be confused. He has trouble understanding the concept of people from outside the US.

[Anonymous]

Don't be confused. He has trouble understanding the concept of people from outside the US.

Last I checked, Israel is the only civilized country with mandatory service.

[Elmdor Rizer]

You said you don't have a choice about the Army. You do. They can't just place you in there, you have to enlist.

Nope.

Oh, I didn't have to do it, by the way. Few people do against their will these days (changed drasticially over the last couple of years)

Don't be confused. He has trouble understanding the concept of people from outside the US.

Apparently so.

Edit: Yeah... Israel and Sweden.

[Evans]

Don't be confused. He has trouble understanding the concept of people from outside the US.

Tip of the iceturd.

[Dr Mario]

Last I checked, Israel is the only civilized country with mandatory service.

You would be quite wrong then.

[_M_]

Tip of the iceturd.

If I could rep you I would.

[flamingcowpie]

wow it went from desperate 8th grade boy getting poonany to the army and stuff. I'm still 14 gr. 9 but man going to cadets (which is like biotch) sucked major nuts. Now going into the army or navy or whatever is a major step into blahh everything important. Might as well get as much booty because to be frank gr. 8 girls is when they "bloom" or another stupid term. When driving is easier to ride It's a thinker

[Bunneh]

Just...I dunno, don't break the girl's heart for your own gratification man. That would be the ultimate bitch move.

Yeah, I'm not too hot on heartbreaking. Been on the receiving end of that twice before, that's the reason I'm not spoken for right now. I hustled into 2 relationships, figured they would last, got burnt fairly hard on each (details follow) and then devoted my dick to studmuffinizing, resulting in a complete rethought of the word "relationship".

For those that care, here's a brief description of each relationship I got burned on.

1. Alexa. Had real fire in that one, lasted about 3-4 years. Then, communications went dark and I found myself asking around to see if any of her friends knew where she went. No joy; midnight move-out on that one, so I heard.

2. Madison. That was a joke. Lasted, oh, 2 months maybe? Found out from a friend that she was discussing a little playa-ing with her friends, got the news later that day after I was onto her scheme and leaving the band room. Her friend walks in, says "Maddie's dumping you, she's on her way here." I walked out into the hall, Madison's walking towards me, I walk past, she says "I'm sorry, please don't walk away like that, please..." and turns on the tears. I glanced at her, smiled, said "All is fair in love and war, ain't it, bitch?" That got her friends mad, so I walked away laughing, then beat the shit out of the faggot she started dating while he was walking on my sidewalk en route home.

Fucker was on top of the fucking world, too, until I rolled up behind him with a textbook and a murderous state of mind. Didn't crack him on the head, though; that leaves evidence. No, I tapped him on the shoulder, waited for him to turn around, then hit him across his right ribs with Chapter 7 of my science textbook so hard that Muhammed Ali would have cringed at the resulting sound. Ben dropped, holding his side, puked into the empty road, then I waited for him to get back up before I wailed on his other side. He was lying on the ground when I bent over and whispered in his ear, "Look at me sideways and I'll be back for a visit. With friends. Understood?"

I ditched the girl and Ben never socialized with me again. Didn't get in trouble, neither; he tried it, but it was purely my word against his. He was on the football team, so the bruised ribs weren't considered evidence. So, my goodie-goodie reputation with the administration saved my ass some juvie time. That was good.


Sorry it took so long to write this; had to turn over the PC to my sister to quell her Donkey Kong Country 3 cravings.

[Anonymous]

1. Alexa. Had real fire in that one, lasted about 3-4 years. Then, communications went dark and I found myself asking around to see if any of her friends knew where she went. No joy; midnight move-out on that one, so I heard.

lol @ "real fire" in a pre-teen relationship.

Fucking hell, get over your goddamn puberty already and join the real world.

[Bunneh]

Delusions? Intelligence rates? The fuck does that have to do with anything? So you're gonna cop out of the Marines because of what a couple of douches said about them? What's the matter? Can't hang in boot camp? Truth is someone said that the Navy boot camp was easier, so you decided with quick and easy.

See that tells me what kind of kid you are. You don't want to serve your country you want a free ride into college instead of working for it. You really don't care about your country. Because if you really wanted to serve, and sacrifice for, your country, you'd have joined the Marines or the Army. They do all the grunt work and they're the ones paying the price, and your immature mind can't comprehend the fact that you might perish serving your country.

Don't get it twisted. I respect the Navy, my brother served in the Navy for 6 years, the only reason he did is because he was of high intelligence, he became a Nuclear Technician. He had course set for MIT. It was the most beneficial route for him. But for some reason chose not to follow it. Otherwise, he would've joined the Marines.

What is this about planting a seed? Kid you're 13!!! You have a full 4 years ahead of you in HIGH SCHOOL! Chances are she'll probably break up with you before you even get to high school. Think about settling down after the Navy. If you do go Navy, you'll be all around the world seeing all these beautiful women and can't do a damn thing because DUURR my middle school sweetheart is back home DURRR.

Just keep these middle school "love" interests to yourself. Save us of the trip to unnecessary land. Too young to know what love is.

1. Yes. I'm going to cop out of the Marines about what a couple of douches said about them. Actually, more than a couple of douches; half the local population that wants to see their homegrown boy live longer than , that is.

2. No. I do want to serve my country. But think about this; what's more useful for your war effort: a dead grunt or a living pilot? How do I best serve my country when my life expectancy is less than 2 weeks, in which time I can do not much more than kill a few people before punching my ticket? Don't think so. Naval pilots do a hell of a lot more for the overall picture than the grunts do. I respect all members of the U.S. armed forces, but when it comes down to it, your ass is still in one piece on the ground because of the friendly fliers above. Keep that in mind, bucko.

3. 14, actually. And likely a hell of a lot bigger than you, both brain and brawn wise.

4. Bite me. My choice; not yours. (Not related to any paragraph in particular, overall summary of post as a whole.)

[Mistral]

So...some girl decides she wants to play the game a little and dumps you, so you walk out on her first before she can actually do it, but then you decide to beat up the next guy she hooks up with? So...many...just, why? Because he has bad taste?

[Libra]

Don't worry about so much Bunneh. It's good to plan ahead, but you have 4 years ahead of you before making any big decision. Strive toward what you want, but do it all wisely. You may meet a girl, a different girl, which I'm sure you will, and all your plans could change. Trust me, it happens. You're no exception.

Just play life (what little you have on your plate right now) by ear, and go fucking have some fun man.
You don't have shit to worry about, trust me.

[_M_]

1. Yes. I'm going to cop out of the Marines about what a couple of douches said about them. Actually, more than a couple of douches; half the local population that wants to see their homegrown boy live longer than , that is.

2. No. I do want to serve my country. But think about this; what's more useful for your war effort: a dead grunt or a living pilot? How do I best serve my country when my life expectancy is less than 2 weeks, in which time I can do not much more than kill a few people before punching my ticket? Don't think so. Naval pilots do a hell of a lot more for the overall picture than the grunts do. I respect all members of the U.S. armed forces, but when it comes down to it, your ass is still in one piece on the ground because of the friendly fliers above. Keep that in mind, bucko.

3. 14, actually. And likely a hell of a lot bigger than you, both brain and brawn wise.

4. Bite me. My choice; not yours. (Not related to any paragraph in particular, overall summary of post as a whole.)

Homegrown boy, get the fuck outta here. Little too movie cliché.

Brain? Whatever you say. IQ tests aren't shit.

So what if you're bigger than me. Size ain't shit kiddo. Come see me when your balls drop.

Don't start with me please, I got ball hair older than you.

[Libra]

I got ball hair older than you.

You should probably trim that bush soon.