Author Topic: Post real life pictures of yourself.  (Read 10231956 times)

important caviat: I was totally blackout when that picture was taken

important caviat: I was totally blackout when that picture was taken
Blackout because you forgot your meds?


Rare picture of Patton at a family reunion


Did you have a stroke?
yes outland predator, because it makes a ton of sense for me to be taking a picture while having a stroke.


yes outland predator, because it makes a ton of sense for me to be taking a picture while having a stroke.


Hey, I don't know how you texans do.


Rare picture of Patton at a family reunion
[iamg width=800]http://i.imgur.com/VvesjDk.png[/img]
The hat was a nice touch lol





this was a while ago just found it rollin through my camera roll
thats one smooth hand you got there, amigo.

when you haven't dissed a furry in 5 minutes


this was a while ago just found it rollin through my camera roll
Didn't look out of the ordinary at all. Just a tall, cute looking, like normal guy and he walks up to me and he has a girl following him with like a big DSLR camera. And he walks up to me and he kinda locks his arm around me like around my neck. And it wasn't like it was a choke hold or anything. It was very like firm and like tight like I couldn't have really gotten out if that makes sense. He had me very, like, firmly wrapped around. So the guy looks at me and he wraps his arm around me and he looks in the camera and he goes "Say..." and puts his thumbs up and then like blank and he says the n-word. Like hard r n-word. Like "Say n-word" Like hard r. Like smiling. Like loud as forget like yells it and then like looks at me and looks into the camera. Like "Say n-word" Arm locked around me and I literally like. I don't even know how to describe this moment to you guys. I never understood how people would feel in moments like that where you're scared for so many reasons. For your life, for other peoples lives, and I may sound really really melodramatic and I don't wanna sound melodramatic. Every thought I had left my being. I literally felt like a ghost. I felt a million emotions. Like all at once. Like I'm terrified for my life, terrified for other peoples lives. I'm terrified at whats going on. And then I kinda try to like break free. And so for like the first time I tried to like he didn't like let go and that's when my brain instantly was like "Okay does he have gun? Does he have a knife?" like whatever. And then I pull away harder and finally pull away and that's when my brain is like "Do I run? Do I scream? Do I cry? Do I hide? Do I cuss him out? Do I ask him whats wrong?" I'm freaking out. And hes just looking at me like. With the creepiest, most terrifying smile.