Because that's fucking important when you're planning on killing yourself.Step 2 Clean the Frisbee.
Fuck!
FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i fucking hate people.
called in two separate markers on guys i had sex with last week - neither would help me. too spun out from their own bullshit. and i'm in crisis. selfish fucking assholes.
and i lost my entire log of phone #s on my cell.
fucking hellish.
called in two separate markers on guys i had sex with last week - neither would help me. too spun out from their own bullshit. and i'm in crisis. selfish fucking assholes.
and i lost my entire log of phone #s on my cell.
fucking hellish.
bitch all you want - it won't change nothin.
Re: FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
<-- chopped liver, apparentlylookin' for help in all the wrong places, alice wrote:i fucking hate people.... neither would help me.
- Lydia Love
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- Blenderhead
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Goddamn FUCKING SAN FRANCISCO DRIVERS! After 8 years of bike commuting, one of the bitch motherfuckers finally managed to make full contact, making a fucking ILLEGAL turn right in front of me so he could save 2 FUCKING MINUTES on his fucking COMMUTE, bouncing me off the hood of his fucking barbiemobile, pinwheeling me like a fucking RAGDOLL and onto the fucking nasty Valencia Street pavement. Fucking dipfuckshitwittedASSHOLE. That ratbastard owes me a set of handlebars, a reflector, and TWO FUCKING BLINKEY LIGHTS!
Feel like Ronnie Lott nailed me on the open field.
FUCK!
p.s. wear your fucking BIKE HELMETS, kids; they fucking work.
Feel like Ronnie Lott nailed me on the open field.
FUCK!
p.s. wear your fucking BIKE HELMETS, kids; they fucking work.
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That is seriously fucked up. Don Muerto is right; been there, done that.Blenderhead wrote:After 8 years of bike commuting, one of the bitch motherfuckers finally managed to make full contact, making a fucking ILLEGAL turn right in front of me so he could save 2 FUCKING MINUTES on his fucking COMMUTE, bouncing me off the hood of his fucking barbiemobile, pinwheeling me like a fucking RAGDOLL and onto the fucking nasty Valencia Street pavement.
Fuck him, I think he owes you at least enough pain-and-suffering compensation to buy you your brand new dream bike!Blenderhead wrote:That ratbastard owes me a set of handlebars, a reflector, and TWO FUCKING BLINKEY LIGHTS!
That is a bad fucking break. I would follow Don Muerto's advice. Take it easy until you know there's no significant damage that went undetected.
I've read of people so pumped up on adrenaline after a collision they didn't realize they had gotten pretty fucked up until later.
I've read of people so pumped up on adrenaline after a collision they didn't realize they had gotten pretty fucked up until later.
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>I've read of people so pumped up on adrenaline after a collision they didn't realize
i've *been* one of those people. a couple of times.
always always get the drivers info, even if you think you're okay. in fact, these days i'm wont to pretend i'm not, until i'm sure. it's easier to convince someone that you've suddenly recovered than that you've suddenly noticed and injury you hadn't before...
i've *been* one of those people. a couple of times.
always always get the drivers info, even if you think you're okay. in fact, these days i'm wont to pretend i'm not, until i'm sure. it's easier to convince someone that you've suddenly recovered than that you've suddenly noticed and injury you hadn't before...
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- Blenderhead
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Thanks all!
It happened last night, so I'm pretty sure no serious damage was done (still going in this afternoon to make sure). Just still really pissed off that the fuckers finally got me. I laid on the ground after it happened until the ambulance came and the paras checked me out to make sure my head wasn't going to fucking fall off and scare the shit out of the fucking spectators.
I have a report, the [fuckingfucker] driver's info, and a witness, just in case.
Happy Halloween, everyone. Be fucking safe out there.
It happened last night, so I'm pretty sure no serious damage was done (still going in this afternoon to make sure). Just still really pissed off that the fuckers finally got me. I laid on the ground after it happened until the ambulance came and the paras checked me out to make sure my head wasn't going to fucking fall off and scare the shit out of the fucking spectators.
I have a report, the [fuckingfucker] driver's info, and a witness, just in case.
Happy Halloween, everyone. Be fucking safe out there.
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If you can vomit on command, a good moment to do that is when you're sprawled on the car hood. Aim for the driver's side of the windshield. Breakfast chunks s-l-o-w-l-y creeping down the glass really adds to the overall effect.dipfuckshitwittedASSHOLE. That ratbastard owes me a set of handlebars
Note that many soft tissue injuries don't show up for weeks, especially if you're younger than middle-age. Don't be afraid to get an expensive examination now. I have a permanently sore neck with reduced range of motion thanks to a dolt in a 7-series BMW that roared into the back of a pack of vehicles that were stopped at a light. I felt just fine at the time, and for months afterward, but the damage was done.
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- Blenderhead
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Hiya Jezebel,JezebelinHell wrote:Not in 28 Days Later. Those zombies are fucking stealthy.The living dead are gimpy motherfuckers
I haven't seen that one yet (waiting until I get it on DVD so as to spare the movie-watching public the spectacle of me shitting my pants in abject terror), but aren't the zombies in 28 Days just infected with some virus created by the military? If so, they aren't the living dead, at least in the classical sense of the word.
Oh yeah: Fuck the living dead! I hate those creepy flesh-eating fuckers!
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I hate fucking Mondays.
I hate fucking cardiologists.
I hate fucking doctors and specialists.
I hate being fucking scared of the unknown.
I hate having a g/f buy a nice house right before we met that is too fucking far outside the city.
I hate fucking CT scans. Some things are best left unknown.
I hate being fucking stressed over my job.
I really hate fucking gloomy and cold Mondays. Now if it would just snow it would be better.
I hate waiting on test results and each time they find nothing wrong and your in fucking pain and having complications. Fucking idiots.
I fucking hate the uncertainty and being out of control more than anything.
And again Mondays royally fucking suck.
You may now resume your normal programming. And oh yes, fuck yer day!
I hate fucking cardiologists.
I hate fucking doctors and specialists.
I hate being fucking scared of the unknown.
I hate having a g/f buy a nice house right before we met that is too fucking far outside the city.
I hate fucking CT scans. Some things are best left unknown.
I hate being fucking stressed over my job.
I really hate fucking gloomy and cold Mondays. Now if it would just snow it would be better.
I hate waiting on test results and each time they find nothing wrong and your in fucking pain and having complications. Fucking idiots.
I fucking hate the uncertainty and being out of control more than anything.
And again Mondays royally fucking suck.
You may now resume your normal programming. And oh yes, fuck yer day!
- thoughtsurfer
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Hey Blenderhead! I hope you're feeling fucking better now!
My fucking closest call ever happened right there on fucking Valencia between 16th & 17th....
A parked car opened its door right as I was passing it...my only recourse was to attempt to kick it closed before it knocked me into a bus on my left...thankfully, the fucking driver hadn't put his fucking leg out yet and I was able to get past him...Ironically, it was a fucking cop and I felt fucking, below zero remorse as I fucking screamed at him, while simultaneously kicking his fucking door closed! Fucker! I was so fucking lucky! Those fucking muni busses are fucking merciless! I think so many fucking mishaps happen on fucking Valencia because every fucking person that rides a bike in SF knows that it's the fucking quickest, flattest way to get across town.
My fucking closest call ever happened right there on fucking Valencia between 16th & 17th....
A parked car opened its door right as I was passing it...my only recourse was to attempt to kick it closed before it knocked me into a bus on my left...thankfully, the fucking driver hadn't put his fucking leg out yet and I was able to get past him...Ironically, it was a fucking cop and I felt fucking, below zero remorse as I fucking screamed at him, while simultaneously kicking his fucking door closed! Fucker! I was so fucking lucky! Those fucking muni busses are fucking merciless! I think so many fucking mishaps happen on fucking Valencia because every fucking person that rides a bike in SF knows that it's the fucking quickest, flattest way to get across town.
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