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| Movie Mob | Started by: Rubik on Apr 26, '08 06:42 |
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We begin our little story somewhere in the middle. Sao has had his car towed; thanks to an attack of conscious to a cop, and it was impounded. Sao went to the aid of his ex-wife, Ivory. Sao and Ivory are at the impound, Ivory signing a check to pay to get Sao's car out. "Thank you! I can't tell you how much this means to me." A sigh of relief passes Sao's lips as he speaks. "I can. One thousand, six hundred fifty four dollars and eleven cents." Ivory rips the check and hands it to the clerk. "How do you sleep at night?" The clerk looks almost amused at Sao's words, not caring one bit for the pain he may be going through. Sao quickly reaches over and grabs the air freshener hanging on the wall behind the counter, "I'm takin' this." Sao breaths deep into his newly stolen air freshener, and exhales loudly, mockingly. Suddenly there's a loud crash heard in the back, and Sao whips around to see his car man-handled as the tires screech to a halt. The driver obviously enjoying the smooth luxurious ride. Sao runs over to his car around to the passenger side to see a huge scratch on the passenger-side door. Sao, in his astonishment of the arrogance of someone to scratch his car, points and shouts, "you scratched my car!" "Where?" "Right there!" Sao puts his hands against the door and frames the foot-long scratch with his hands back and forth. "Oh, there. That was already there." Sao is shocked. Stunned. Confused. And just plain ol' angry, "why, you... You liar! You know what I'm gonna do about this ?" "What?" "Nothing! Because if I take you to small claims court, it'll just drain eight hours out of my life and you probably won't show up, and if I finally got the judgment, you'd just stiff me anyway! So what I'm gonna do, is piss and moan like an impotent jerk and then bend over and take it up the tailpipe!" "You been here before, haven't ya?" |
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| its the claw!! run for your life | |
| Reply by: Rize at Apr 26, '08 17:05 | |
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| Never, They don't have a tow truck big enough for my TanK. | |
| Reply by: Major_Jerkovski at Apr 26, '08 17:41 | |
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Mr Truman called they are having a get together at The Mystic and he wants his "ace' Ventura back...so don't be a grinch and please return those things and also he was wanting to buy that Mask...after all this isn't Fun with Dick and Jane this is Me, Myself and irene was there too. For bruce almight get the number 23 pecan pie back Simon Birch before he turns you into the man on the moon!! |
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| Reply by: CharlieBaltimore at Apr 26, '08 17:50 | |
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That is so me. Damn bastard scratching my car! |
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| Reply by: saoXcore at Apr 26, '08 21:16 | |
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CharlieBaltimore, you are such a liar, liar. I'm just staring at you in living color, wondering why you are so dumb and dumber. Nice story Rubik. I never could figure out why Ivory puts up with that Sao. |
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| Reply by: Amber at Apr 26, '08 21:52 | |
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:O What's wrong with me!?!?!?! :p |
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| Reply by: saoXcore at Apr 26, '08 22:11 | |
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Amber runs and hides behind Rubik. A small voice can be heard. Nothing. Nothing at all sir. |
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| Reply by: Amber at Apr 27, '08 02:00 | |
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You're getting what you deserve, you're reaping what you so, you're- Sao quickly gives a good strong jab to Rubik's gut... and Rubik shots up. |
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| Reply by: Rubik at Apr 27, '08 05:19 | |
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