So, I'm here with King Kai. I died a while back, you all know. Since I became nice, I was just good enough to not go straight to Hell. I'm going to try and be a bit more active, since King Kai has boss internet. Oh, someone needs to wish me back to life eventually. AFTER - I learn the Genki Dama. I can't learn the Kaio-Ken, but good luck finding someone else pure enough to use this bitch.

Long story short: I'm seriously sick and just kind of cluster-fucked. Fibromyalgia, asthma, allergies, and depression are kicking my ass on the physical side. My Dad cut me off and wants nothing to do with me, so I'm moving back to Florida. I live alone, in a trailer, right now. I'm on a half dozen medications just to get by. This is completely ignoring the mind-fuck of a personal life I have. Over the next month, I'll be slowly getting more active. When I move in with my brother and his family, I'm hoping to be back to my old level of activity. Also, anyone who lives in the Penis of America, give me a shout. Lo-Rezzie-No and I are going to go get drunk off our asses together.

Just don't die.

Your relevance is starting to come back to normal levels.

Let's hope you're not like my buddy Nathan. He has the alchohol tolerance of a baby otter.

Kris, your bitch ass is starting to return to faggot levels. Show respect.

Tommy, I have the alcohol tolerance expected of an German Italian Latin Irishman.

Inverse Knight wrote:

Tommy, I have the alcohol tolerance expected of an German Italian Latin Irishman.

You forgot Negro. >.>

Inverse Knight wrote:

Kris, your bitch ass is starting to return to faggot levels. Show respect.

Tommy, I have the alcohol tolerance expected of an German Italian Latin Irishman.

Afrolicious wrote:

Inverse Knight wrote:

Tommy, I have the alcohol tolerance expected of an German Italian Latin Irishman.

You forgot Negro. >.>

No, you forgot Russians. Those crazy-commies drink Vodka like water.

Luka wrote:

Inverse Knight wrote:

Kris, your bitch ass is starting to return to faggot levels. Show respect.

Tommy, I have the alcohol tolerance expected of an German Italian Latin Irishman.

Afrolicious wrote:

Inverse Knight wrote:

Tommy, I have the alcohol tolerance expected of an German Italian Latin Irishman.

You forgot Negro. >.>

No, you forgot Russians. Those crazy-commies drink Vodka like water.

No, you forgot Aussies. We drink anyone under the table! Sept the irish.


Welcome back! <3

Mageta wrote:

Luka wrote:

Inverse Knight wrote:

Kris, your bitch ass is starting to return to faggot levels. Show respect.

Tommy, I have the alcohol tolerance expected of an German Italian Latin Irishman.

Afrolicious wrote:

Inverse Knight wrote:

Tommy, I have the alcohol tolerance expected of an German Italian Latin Irishman.

You forgot Negro. >.>

No, you forgot Russians. Those crazy-commies drink Vodka like water.

No, you forgot Aussies. We drink anyone under the table! Sept the irish.


Welcome back! <3

Don't leave out the Jews for we can also drink!
Especially those of us who are Jewish/Irish!


I really hope you get some normalcy back in your life John, you need it.

Lmao ^, No one beats Irish when it comes to drinking. Damned psychopaths man.

Damn, Johnny I'm sorry to hear all that D:, But you're the man. I'm positive you can handle yourself anyway. Welcome back bro.

Chocolate Bear: That was implied.
Mageta: Thanksums.
Zack: I appreciate it, buddy; I do: it just probably won't happen.
Steve: Appreciate it, bro; good to be back.

Me - half Native American, half Irish and possible some strands of German dna. While the alchohol hits me harder than Mike Tyson, I have yet to get inhebriated.

Inverse Knight wrote:

So, I'm here with King Kai. I died a while back, you all know. Since I became nice, I was just good enough to not go straight to Hell. I'm going to try and be a bit more active, since King Kai has boss internet. Oh, someone needs to wish me back to life eventually. AFTER - I learn the Genki Dama. I can't learn the Kaio-Ken, but good luck finding someone else pure enough to use this bitch.

I'm sorry... but as I read this I heard piccolo screaming "NNNNEERRRRDDDD!!!!" in the back of my head.

Inverse Knight wrote:

Long story short: I'm seriously sick and just kind of cluster-fucked. Fibromyalgia, asthma, allergies, and depression are kicking my ass on the physical side. My Dad cut me off and wants nothing to do with me, so I'm moving back to Florida. I live alone, in a trailer, right now. I'm on a half dozen medications just to get by. This is completely ignoring the mind-fuck of a personal life I have. Over the next month, I'll be slowly getting more active. When I move in with my brother and his family, I'm hoping to be back to my old level of activity. Also, anyone who lives in the Penis of America, give me a shout. Lo-Rezzie-No and I are going to go get drunk off our asses together.

Yeah, don't die.

Welcome back WoL

Slight unpleasant update:

I am no living... anywhere. This is my best friends computer. I am crashing in his basement and he's helping me back my shit for my plane ride on Sunday. My father and I had a fight last night. Well, he wanted to come to the trailer and yell at me, while being a jackass on the phone, I told him, in so many kind, polite, and respectful gestures "Fuck you". I packed up/threw out all my shit.

I graduated from high school last night. I'll have pictures up when I get them. But, yes; my Dad showed up for my graduation for two minutes and left; then started a fight with me. So, yeah. When I move in with my brother, my progress will go up again.

Well, whenever you come back to Tampa, hit me up. I have off mondays and tuesdays and got a 2/3 bottle of cherry vodka .

You have no idea how badly I need that, Tom.

I input over two dozen apps and I already have an Interview for Bush Gardens.

Boss boss. Catcha on the flipside, Krillin :3

Fuck everything I said before. I'm on Doctor ordered bedrest until further notice, I'm recovering from an oral-esophageal viral/bacterial infection, I literally lack the strength to stand for more than thirty minutes and any amount of exertion will, no hyperbole, likely put me in the emergency room. I'm on amoxacillin and Vicodin thrice a day on top of my anti-depressants and anti-anxieties. Thank God I haven't been called in for my old job, which, God, also thankfully, is assured to me, because I literally can't move from my bed or even eat whole foods. Two months ago, I got my ass kicked by a Krav Magna master and walked it off like a fucking champion; today, I got my ass kicked by a donut and vomited until I cried. I ain't going to be back doing anything anytime soon. So... bye. If I do, actually, you know, die, I'll make sure someone tells you.

No D: I hope it all gets better for you man

What a great way to start off a thursday >.> got me all depressed and shit. Anyways get better soon, don't stop taking those meds until your doctor tells you to, but you already know that I guess.