Right next to my apartment building, there is this private facility where they tend to a bunch of adult retards. Now, normally, I never see or hear them (except for the occasion when one of them sets fire to something and the fire trucks all pull up), but right now, one of them is out in the back parking lot with an attendant, and he is just making so much fucking noise right now.... Imagine this loud, semi-shrill "UUUUUHHHHHHHHHUUUUUHHHHHH......HHHAAAAAAAAAUUUUUHHHHHUUUUUUHHHHHHUUUUUUUUHUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (ad nauseam)" I am about to hurl a fucking brick at this retard's head if he doesn't fucking shut up in the next few minutes.
my brother used to have bottle bums in the alley next to his apartment that would go through the garbage at all hours of the night and wake him up.- until he glued rat traps to the empty beer bottles... perhaps you could tie a hotdog to a string and lure the tards away then suffocate them when you catch them. i hear tards are really loving and affectionate though. perhaps you can just hug them to death.
Ahh, I fondly remember when we had a community outreach program for the 'tards. They'd come to work and do simple repetitive chores, and usualy do them wrong. It would take us hours to fix the crap they screwed up. What I remember most is that the drooling Girl tards that couldn't talk would give GREAT head. And of course, they'd never tell! And even if they did, Who'd believe them?? AP
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by ratilla the hun: <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> it's corky from life goes on. that was one classy tard.
I still love tha tone episode where his dad gets a gun, and he feels threatened by one of them "darkies" and "accidently" shoots said knee-grow...
How about that episode where he burns his dad's restaurant down? Or better yet, when he is getting chased by coyotes in the woods? Seeing a retard run and scream for his life in slow motion is pretty entertaining...
You know, just because most of you weren't born mentally challenged, don't think for a second that you're fucking safe. With one simple act, ie: over correcting the steering wheel... you could be drooling all over your tropical shirt and having someone wipe your ass for the rest of your life. Ponder that... Have a nice day.
Well, if I do become a drooling retard, I promise I'll let you spoon feed me sometime. (Besides, how the hell can I physically be able to say no?)
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Nauseous: Aren't you supposed to be driving at high speeds right now? <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> a high rate of speed Fucking retard.
I actually don't even own a car....I will just have to resort to jumping in front of the first trolley that passes by.
There are plenty of other ways to become mentally handicapped. Have you ever tried falling down some stairs?
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by ratilla the hun: my brother used to have bottle bums in the alley next to his apartment that would go through the garbage at all hours of the night and wake him up.- until he glued rat traps to the empty beer bottles... perhaps you could tie a hotdog to a string and lure the tards away then suffocate them when you catch them. i hear tards are really loving and affectionate though. perhaps you can just hug them to death.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Thank you. Some kids in my neighborhood go through all the recycle bins looking for beer bottles. I tried gluing broken glass to the bottles but now the little fuckers wear gloves. That mousetrap idea is good. I also have been freezing paintballs to fire at them if they do it at night.