i was trying a zero over our 40 footer, and when i landed, i leaned a little to far forward, nad didnt have my din hi enough. i popped out right onto my face/ had i had such a horrible concussion. i lost control of my bladder for like 3 days, so every nithg i pisssed myself. itw as horrible
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Jules: What does Marcellus Wallace look like? Brett: What? Jules: [pointing his gun] Say 'what' again. SAY 'WHAT' AGAIN! I dare you, I double dare you, motherfucker! Say 'what' one more goddamn time! Brett: He's b-b-black... Jules: Go on. Brett: He's bald... Jules: Does he look like a bitch? Brett: What? [Jules shoots Brett in shoulder] Jules: DOES HE LOOK LIKE A BITCH? Brett: NO! Jules: Then why you trying to fuck him like a bitch, Brett? Brett: I didn't! Jules: Yes you did. Yes you did, Brett. You tried to fuck him. And Marcellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace.
BFSC WE DO IT FROGGY STYLE