How to properly dispose of used syringes, amps, etc. Read inside!

[KeepItSmoothBro]

Whats up.

Situation was getting tense. My two buddies, G.Pain and T.Money, and I had to dispose of all our old syringes and amps. We brainstormed throughout the day to see just where to dump it off at. I thought of the hospital but we ruined so many people's **** that they knew us by face and by legend. No good there.

G.Pain came up with the best idea of all: revenge dumping.

The sucker in question is some punk bitch name Mark. The beef started when his sister turned 18. She then gave me head and G.Pain ****ed her in the ass. Mark had a **** fit, especially since we deflowered her on his bed and shot our loads all over his bed. I was trying to give her a pearl necklace but I ****ed up. Oh well.

Mark then one time proceeded to bitch us out in broad daylight. We just got done spitroasting his sister...again and now he was bitching...again. So G.Pain cleaned his clock, knocking Mark the **** out. Mark ever since then planned revenge on us with his friends. Yeah right.

Back to the story at hand, we called up his sister. I proceeded to knock the bottom out of her. She had two assgasms and I shot my load all over her back. We then got her to call Mark out to somewhere else so we could plant the used syringes and amps.

After that was done, we called up the police and informed them of a massive steroid and gay pornography ring inside of Mark's house. We then watched in our Enzo Ferrari two houses over, watching the scene that was sure to ensue.

The ****ing SWAT shows up and pounds on the door. Mark's ****bag friend, Flipper, opened the door.

"He's got a gun!!!"

SWAT proceeded to beat him and mace him until he started crying, asking for Mommy. We started rolling on the street, laughing at this hilarity. This was supposed to be one of the badasses that was supposed to kick my ass. What a ****ing pussy.

A lot of crashing sounds, a lot of crying dudes, we finally saw Mark's scared ass on the lawn of the house. A Detective walked up to him, with a huge bag of old amps in his hand, and started smacking Mark over the head with it! He then started crying for mommy too. It was too much to bear. I had to drive away otherwise the cops might have heard me laugh.

I then watched the news while spitroasting his sister again only this time with T.Money. Apparently Mark's steroid and gay porn ring was part of a huge network. Mark is due to spend the next 30 years in pound me in the ass prison.

So fellas, this is how you take care of used amps and syringes. Just plant them in the house of your enemies, call SWAT, and there you go: two birds killed with one stone.

[Navigator416]

0/10 would not read again

[user5297]

weak, you sound like one of those guido (sp?) gotti kids on that tv show.

[MaddenMuscle]

Originally Posted by wbm1204

weak, you sound like one of those guido (sp?) gotti kids on that tv show.

Id love to know how you came to that conclusion.

[Archangel_Lost]

Victorian Guy > You




GIVING away USED SYRINGES?!

Brothers,

As we all know, used syringes are a tad tricky to dispose of. Can't simply toss them into the trash bin and let others know that you are using steroids, and those 'syringe disposal' locations are just a wee bit inconvenient to get to at times. Well, brothers, may I suggest you follow MY example.


The following is a true story.

It had been a month since Nobby and I had disposed of our used syringes. Usually we just dump them into lockers at the gym, but my gymbag was full of used syringes and gym management was on the lookout for the 'needle dumpers'. So one evening, as Nobby and I cruised the seedy district of London trolling for young prostitutes, an idea came to me that was a revelation unparalled in time since Einstein suddenly realized, while on a train, what was the basis for his Theory of Relativity!

I ought to GIVE away the needles! And the drug-addicts I saw loitering around surely could use some AIDS free needles- so I opened the window of the Rolls, and as we drove by the heroin-addicted prostitutes I tossed handfuls of needles out onto the sidewalk in from of them-"CLEAN SYRINGES! CLEAN SYRINGES!" I screamed out. As I looked back, I could see people picking up the syringes- one person started shooting up on the spot! Well, at least she won't get AIDS, I thought, and felt comforted.

Nobby and I then proceeded to a public park. I was emtying needles into the playground trash bin when a group of young lads approached. "Here, lads, you probably don't have much in the way of toys" I said, and dumped the remaining syringes at their feet. They were delighted. A sharp pointy object- why, they could carve their names onto trees, or poke about an anthill. The little rascals!

Well, brothers, a story appeared in the newspaper the next day that I certainly won't let ruin my week- it said "Elderly woman stabbed in the buttocks by needle- weilding young thief". Someone else must be distributing needles to lads in the east end, because I am sure that the group of boys I gave mine to were fine English lads. It was probably some Iraqi kid.

So, brothers, think about the movie 'Pay if Forward' the next time you go to dispose of those used syringes...some needy person could use them!

[user5297]

whoa buddy, just talking about his choice of vernacular-no offense.