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Originally Posted by pr0
I don't ream people out anymore on the boards, i hand 20's & 50's out to bums on a regular basis, i donate to charities, i hold doors for people...i wake up everyday & thank god for another day on earth.
I think I've made a pretty profound life change. But this is business, & if i don't slice your fucking head off, every time you look at me funny. Then i wouldn't be a shark anymore would I? And what does business do to the weak? It eats them up & shits them out.
And trust me, I'm not weak. I am however quite a bit "humbled" because of the situation that arose in 2003'.
If you, or anyone else has any further questions, you can take it up with the 6ft, 270lb, crazy fuck named pr0 at any convention (but preferably Las Vegas so we know it'll be on film), heres a photo so you can easily find me.
Now in the great words of eric cartman....
You can suck my balls! |
If you've been humbled by your own near death why would you post this?
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Originally Posted by pr0
sitting there watching grown men crying/ holding their heads amidst the wreckage is kind of embarrassing to me....
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What does that have to do with business, cutting off heads and being a shark?
Thanks for helping make my "swaggering badass" point with your "meet me in Vegas" crap.
