That's almost kinda really deep sorta.

+1000

Mr bighitter! You still got that chain as a hedge against insolvency? Still stealing from hoes?

So is mr wong a real guy thats being serious? I'd like to think so, 652 posts of him writing just like this? Thats alot of dedication for a troll.

Never really followed his threads, whats the consensus?

WELCOME BACK MR BIG HITTER!!!

I thought that thread was hilarious, would love to read more.

Fire it up in the blogs forum.

https://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/226/house-blogs/

That's like sending him to a Siberian gulag.

let’s goooooooo

things went bad, went to the underworld bank ,I mean I felt good a lot of chit was going on my most intense chit happened man I walked thru the old MGM I slept with two cali girls ealier that day I was feeling good like a young buck my leather shoes hitting every detailed seam of the carpet a smoke burning down a Italian shirt I bought out of a Mercedes w123 trunk I fumble for my room key I see my lover she's beautiful a decade older she's passed away a 1980s valium type bottle lies in her lap I grasp her cold hand and break down ,this breaks me .
I go back

to my weekly I know theres a sadness I can't contain and a threat I don't care man its a motel room I grab a bottle sit in the dark and start drinking I'm ready the door opens itms my brother hipshot girlfriend they go on about the Chinese kid getting killed I look up I don't care my brothers chick looks hot she looks down at me pleads leave I take a swig I dint care baby my bro goes they won't just kill you ....he gives me his gun I take it they leave I sit in front of door 2 feet away in dark I drink and cry door get s kicked open I lift gun and fire I see Gawain smile he reaches for his gun I shoot right in his face he blasts back his buddy falls hard I shoot and cry blood files my face I pull the trigger blast out the window I fall face first on the floor I hear sirens I run out I just run

I need my old stuff edited its my therapy may have a dime store worth of entertainment big hitter

damn the life of a big hitter sounds rough

Need pics of hipshot girlfriend

Calm down

Sammy needs a bigger vocabulary.

Punk

so mr wong has been on the run all these years after killing a guy....stressful times big hitter

Just what in the run on sentence is going on here?? I'm so confused, but very intrigued. I feel like I missed something pretty entertaining in the past.

Yet another of the fifty words you know, and rhymes with "drunk" as well.

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Closed -- The blogs forum is a perfect place for this thread.

I waled out of my siegal around noon lit a smoke a g wagon picks me up its the old mans kid he's all decked out in the work out garb gives me his roid tough guy but I lock and hold and return with I don't give a f,im hung over got shakes but look good in Gucci I put the smoke in my mouth give him a smile let the ash roll off over his diff switches and we shoot down bonanza rd.The old man is facing multiple life sentences and is a friend of mine

He's baaaaaaaack.

These are bad times theres a bungled chit went down with high end watches in town and heat is all surround ,I'm stuck 22k and in a perplexed state off depression sure I still pulling broads but not the same type of broads anyway life has taken a less and less human feel.
You know I used to feel chit once a old barber a rec poker player went pro he blew thru his life savings back in the mirage days then took his life while leaving a wife and adault disabled child ...chit like this would haunt me now I just seem disconnected like very much out of body vibe.... I look over at the kid with his tough guy UFC gear I feel in my old age I could take him I lit a second smoke he gives me a dirty loo the silence is almost shrieking I look out the window thinking he's soft you can beat his ass but we just keep moving along