Why buy another pair from Southeast Asian sweatshop labor when there's so many collecting dust on the shelves of non-training Internet posters?
You have a giant plow nose. I haz more trainz.
All you got on your SATs was chicken grease. I haz more trainz.
You wear leather pants. I haz more trainz.
You can't defend your political views. I haz more trainz.
Your father never loved you. I haz more trainz.
Can you provide some evidence to support your opinion? I haz more trainz.
What do you think about prayer in schools? I haz more trainz.
What are you having for dinner? I haz more trainz.
Seeing that you've gone all in with measuring the value of your existence and your entire self worth on fighting, it seems like you would have accomplished a little more in fighting, doesn't it? I know I've done a lot more than some casual fiddlefucking with the things that are important in life to me.
Perhaps you should try doing some if you want to post here. Then you might have more to write about than the glories of middle management and your fear of t3h l1b3r4ls.
Well my guy never showed. Got to watch an american kickboxing match. Rescheduled for tomorrow when they promised to get me some kind of match.
Also teehee at Devil getting a Who Is John Galt stiffy over me asking to borrow gloves. What an adorable Little Lord Fauntleroy he is! He's like a stupid, spoiled Boston Terrier with a list of regurgitated Tea Party talking points.
And look at the time of my post. I'm up before noon. ON A SATURDAY! You could learn something from a real man like me.
I'm amazed by how fast this forum turned a someone-is-asking-to-borrow-something-thread into a bitchfight about who trains more.