RE: Man Shoots Girlfriend Over Zombie Argument
December 7, 2012 at 9:02 am
(This post was last modified: December 7, 2012 at 9:09 am by Violet.)
(December 6, 2012 at 2:52 pm)thesummerqueen Wrote: I've never felt like any of my lovers or boyfriends were going to shoot me over a disagreement.
Lucky bitch
Eh heh....
"Fuck it, for Chris!"
(December 6, 2012 at 3:05 pm)Annik Wrote: -sigh-
I very much doubt this gun went off accidentally. You have to load, switch off the safety, aim and squeeze. If it was an accident, this man should have never owned a gun because of deplorable gun safety.
You find it deplorable... and yet my only problem with his behavior involves his self-control. The gun don't enter into it, sweetums
Fuck guns, the only way to properly put down a zombie is to behead it. I'm a particular fan of using a fucking greatsword for this purpose. You get that thing swinging... and you are messing up something's day.
(December 6, 2012 at 3:05 pm)Annik Wrote: -sigh-
I very much doubt this gun went off accidentally. You have to load, switch off the safety, aim and squeeze. If it was an accident, this man should have never owned a gun because of deplorable gun safety.
You find it deplorable... and yet my only problem with his behavior involves his self-control. The gun don't enter into it, sweetums
Fuck guns, the only way to properly put down a zombie is to behead it. I'm a particular fan of using a fucking greatsword for this purpose. You get that thing swinging... and you are messing up something's day.
(December 6, 2012 at 4:02 pm)The_Germans_are_coming Wrote: He threw a brick into my face, which sliced a piece of skin off my forehead.
The last kind of argument, centered arround entertainment, which went violent, that I have had.
My sister hit me in the forehead with the pointed tip of a spade, don't you just love those kind of scars? They're more fun than the old 'I slipped and fell down three flights of stairs and then defeated 50 ninjas at the base' stories.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
