sup, names Julius.

You can have the Turkey, Ham, Cheese, and Pickles on just fine, but if the lettuce is out of alignment, or if you put on the wrong amount of oil/vinegar, then the sandwich is FUCKED. It requires skill and precision.

rifk Basically.

it's all fun and games until the baby grows a dick.

I work at subway as a sandwich artist for 8 fucking hours each day. When I come home, I EXPECT dinner to be on the table. Either my mother or my girlfriend prepares it. Well, I got home today and for the fourth fucking day in the row, and dinner isn't on the fucking table. My old lady is fucking asleep and my mom is MIA. I had to eat balogna sandwiches and drink my protein shake to ease my hunger. Is this an isolated problem or do ANY of you have to put up with this bullshit everyday?

welcome home nigga

You are all truly m3n. Thanks.

No, I want muscles so I'm not a skinny fucking palestinian fried-rice ball. I'll need the mass too, I'm going to be working for Rooms-2-Go soon. Lots of lifting.

DEAL. JULIUS BEGINS BENCHING ALL SORTS OF SHIT/DRINKING PROTEIN SHAKES TOMORROW.

yeah I started walking today, but I'm all tired and shit after like a mile.

The other day, this short Chinese bitch said I'd look good with muscles. So, I was like I'M GONNA GET BUFF B. GONNA GET MAD DIESEL, SO JULIUS CAN FUCK UP ANY NIGGA THAT STEPS HIS WAY. How can I make my arms ultr4-m3n? Thanks.

FBI knows HTML, reassuring.

I'm going to go hit up the pornography addiction hotline now.

You should be shot in the head k?

:heythere: http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=chink

H34DSH0T told me to visit that.

so do you capitalize random words for no reason or what?

k sup, all I know is: I can fuck up whoever is the centre of this issue. that's all k

Gook is derogatory for Koreans and chink is derogatory for the Chinese, k?

This happened when I was 22, I was working and living with my mum, and I was doing that for like four years. Mum lived off disability and she never had a problem with paying for the home and any of our utilities. End result: despite lacking a high school diploma + having a minimum wage job + income tax, I had a shitload of cash. As many of you know, I have mad resp3ct for current Russian/Middle Eastern weaponry. I wanted to get a semi-auto galil with a few ammo drums online, but I couldn't find a source. I had to settle for a WASR-10 (Romanian AK) semi-auto. I bought one with two ammo drums, five 30rd clips, and couple of boxes of 7.62x39mm and had it shipped to my local FFL. I used my dad's debit card and had him pick up the gear. So, I was in Ohio and I have no fucking clue as to what the gun regulations were. I had never fired a weapon. So I got my WASR-10 and one of my drums. Loaded the drum and placed it into my duffel bag. I stopped by an Army surplus store and picked up a mini-alice bag and a set of fatigues. I called up dad and he gave me a ride to the junkyard. I told him that I was going to pick up a replacement set of doors for my '94 Astro. He started asking me questions about the trip. "Why do you have a duffel bag, Julius?" "So I can put my doors in it." "That's not big enough. Anyways, How are you going to pry doors off without tools?" "They have tools." Yeah, so I almost got fucking caught. I got to the junkyard, paid the fee to get in, and hurried off to a patch of vans. I threw my shit on, fatigues and all, and packed the duffel bag in my alice pack. I got my WASR-10 out and took about five minutes to get a round in the chamber/get the drum in. I had no fucking idea as to what I was doing. I looked m3n in my fatigues, as some of you have already seen. http://hl2map.com/images/juliusfuckup.jpg So, I got my shit together and found a van to fuck up. I took aim at a blue ford truck instead, and I pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. I spent 3 minutes figuring out that I had my safety on. I aimed again and took a shot. I hit the headlight and fucked it up completely. The shot was loud, but I was far away from people. I unloaded a drum's worth of ammunition on the cars/vans/trucks and had a jolly old time. I was disappointed to remember that I only brought one drum and no ammo with me, so I was out of shit after that little spree. I packed my shit up and went back to the entrance.

paTTon: weeeee i got a jeep *paTTon has been eliminated.* paTTon: o ****! *paTTon has left the game.* RIFK

HAI LOL GUTYEZZ WUT IM NOT A WETBACK!! LOL !!. BTW, Update guys: I tackled the shit out of the jew in flag football yesterday (got back to school early). Shit = Ruined.

fixed k?

http://www.hl2map.com/images/juliusfuckup.jpg

beyblades own the shit out of rc cars

word has it that you're enlisting in the marines. gl with that dawgh.