I have a very EVIL person or people, who I don't really know, but they know me and wish me harm. I'll give you the story, if you don't want to read it, skip down.
It all started long time ago, a few months back, as I was practicing on my bike around here. Some d1ck head came by and told me in very poor English that I can't ride my bike here. I told him to fvck off and that he could fvck him self. He didn't understand that, so I showed him back, he understood that. As I was riding there again, I saw him hiding behind his wife, trully a family of fvck tards.
Literally, retards with few family members having down syndrome or something like that.
His wife or whatever happens to work at condo office. Obviously the d1ck was out of his way telling me I can't ride there, so they couldn't do squat. But they found another way to get at me. Through security. So I began suddenly having problems with security officers, who'd give me hard time while letting me in.
No problems. I connect, we click, and all problems go away. That pissed them off badly. Whoever, them may be. I don't even know nor care. They had installed one security guard, the only one who wasn't fiendly with me, but the b1tch was friends with them. So, recently I was rolling through the gate with my HB8 fiend on a rental truck. B1tch gave me hard time and wouldn't let me in. I spoke to building manager of my building, she's into me. Next week that security guard was fired.
NOW. Here is where things really escalate. Apparently that pissed them off bad. Know that I don't even know who, ok. Who am I pissing off. Some retards, AFCs, I don't care. I had some mysterious calls, with blocked numbers, from people telling me they are from security office and I'm having ligal troubles. On Saturday, mind you. Wouldn't identify them selfes or anything. Then today I'm riding, and some b1tch intentionally pushing me off the road. I follow into the community and find the car.
Lord be hold. It's the fags that presumably are having problems with me. I don't even know those people. They have a grudge!!! Wooo.
CHEESE:
Thus here is the deal. They got two nice cars, that they take good care of. I want to destroy them. Paint job, tires, even burn them down. I don't give a fvck. I can be quick and quiet at night, and let me tell you, I want something like that just for the neck of it.
I won't be sending messages here. Just be low kew and do it sometime in the future, when things quiet down.
Brain storm for me. How can I destroy paint? Break cleaner, coil cleaner, that comes to mind. Let me know how good is each and what else I could do.
I could of course pull the b1tch out and break every single bone in his body, but I can do that later if problems continue. For now, low key, ninja like, from the back. I wanna creep.
It all started long time ago, a few months back, as I was practicing on my bike around here. Some d1ck head came by and told me in very poor English that I can't ride my bike here. I told him to fvck off and that he could fvck him self. He didn't understand that, so I showed him back, he understood that. As I was riding there again, I saw him hiding behind his wife, trully a family of fvck tards.
Literally, retards with few family members having down syndrome or something like that.
His wife or whatever happens to work at condo office. Obviously the d1ck was out of his way telling me I can't ride there, so they couldn't do squat. But they found another way to get at me. Through security. So I began suddenly having problems with security officers, who'd give me hard time while letting me in.
No problems. I connect, we click, and all problems go away. That pissed them off badly. Whoever, them may be. I don't even know nor care. They had installed one security guard, the only one who wasn't fiendly with me, but the b1tch was friends with them. So, recently I was rolling through the gate with my HB8 fiend on a rental truck. B1tch gave me hard time and wouldn't let me in. I spoke to building manager of my building, she's into me. Next week that security guard was fired.
NOW. Here is where things really escalate. Apparently that pissed them off bad. Know that I don't even know who, ok. Who am I pissing off. Some retards, AFCs, I don't care. I had some mysterious calls, with blocked numbers, from people telling me they are from security office and I'm having ligal troubles. On Saturday, mind you. Wouldn't identify them selfes or anything. Then today I'm riding, and some b1tch intentionally pushing me off the road. I follow into the community and find the car.
Lord be hold. It's the fags that presumably are having problems with me. I don't even know those people. They have a grudge!!! Wooo.
CHEESE:
Thus here is the deal. They got two nice cars, that they take good care of. I want to destroy them. Paint job, tires, even burn them down. I don't give a fvck. I can be quick and quiet at night, and let me tell you, I want something like that just for the neck of it.
I won't be sending messages here. Just be low kew and do it sometime in the future, when things quiet down.
Brain storm for me. How can I destroy paint? Break cleaner, coil cleaner, that comes to mind. Let me know how good is each and what else I could do.
I could of course pull the b1tch out and break every single bone in his body, but I can do that later if problems continue. For now, low key, ninja like, from the back. I wanna creep.