Guest Plushy Al Logan Report post Posted December 1, 2003 Dear TSMers, My big mouth has finally gotten me into some serious trouble with my family. I have made arrangements for me to live in the desert for a while, and if there is an internet connection, I'll be back soon, if not, then I'll be back at a later date. That prostitute I keep talking about, got her revenge on me. Her dumbassed parents have accidently blurted out that I was the one that snitched on her twice, so she wrote a letter to my cousin telling him about what I did, and my friendship with many Police Officers. I was thrown out of my house, and trust me being a snitch is a death warrant here. So goodbye for now, Plush. P.S. Dear OAOASTers, Say something that would explain my dissapearance, as long as it allows me to possibly return. Maybe I had an accident on the roof of Cobo Hall, or maybe I was sent to OVW; you guys think of something. I had the most fun here with you guys. Thanks You! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
OldSchoolWrestling 0 Report post Posted December 1, 2003 Only you Mario, only you.... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
kkktookmybabyaway 0 Report post Posted December 1, 2003 OK, I'll bite. What is Logan talking about?... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
1234-5678 0 Report post Posted December 1, 2003 OK, I'll bite. What is Logan talking about?... I'll second that. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
justsoyouknow 0 Report post Posted December 1, 2003 Ahhhh....you smell that, guys? That's the smell of shitty-gimmick-free air. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Zack Malibu 0 Report post Posted December 1, 2003 Somewhere in NY, Dames is weeping. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest FrigidSoul Report post Posted December 1, 2003 Why would your parents care if you ratted out a hooker? Send her filthy skank ass to jail...better for the neighborhood Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Steviekick 0 Report post Posted December 2, 2003 I have no clue what that was about. See ya later, mario. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Zetterberg is God 0 Report post Posted December 2, 2003 Ahhhh....you smell that, guys? That's the smell of shitty-gimmick-free air. It smells good doesn't it? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Art Sandusky 0 Report post Posted December 2, 2003 ... what? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Agent of Oblivion Report post Posted December 2, 2003 You know, Spoon, if you were pushing 50, and grew a moustache, you could pass for Speedy, there. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
OldSchoolWrestling 0 Report post Posted December 2, 2003 Why would your parents care if you ratted out a hooker? Send her filthy skank ass to jail...better for the neighborhood Not too many people know a hooker without KNOWING the hooker. Know what I mean? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest FrigidSoul Report post Posted December 2, 2003 Why would your parents care if you ratted out a hooker? Send her filthy skank ass to jail...better for the neighborhood Not too many people know a hooker without KNOWING the hooker. Know what I mean? I know of a few due to the fact there's one street here infamous for hookers. I don't know them personally nor do I want to. It was funny however to read that 11 of them got pulled in one night all at the same halfway house hehe Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Plushy Al Logan Report post Posted December 2, 2003 Why would your parents care if you ratted out a hooker? Send her filthy skank ass to jail...better for the neighborhood I actually leave later this week. I was just putting a vacation response on my email, and I also decided to say a few goodbyes here. Some of you people suck, so that idea is dead. Anyway,... The original reason why I did it, was to just be an ass. I used the excuse that I was only doing this to get certain people to pay back my father. They paid him back, their friends again, but he wont lend them anymore money. They paid him back, by buying me some nice clothes (well, more pajama pants and hiking boots to be exact). The reason why my family is pissed is because along the way I developed a friendship with L. A. County Sheriff's Deputies. If that's not a reason to want me gone, then I don't know what is. Let me end this by saying, did anyone watch the Trish Jericho/ Gayda Rico match? Well just to let you know, I own a the same kind of pants that Gayda had on last night. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Big McLargeHuge 0 Report post Posted December 2, 2003 So your dad's a Mafioso and your connections to the Heat are making him uncomfortable? Are you a hitman? And when you say you "snitched" on a hooker, do you mean you killed her because your fat Uncle Sal got her pregnant and didn't want her saying nothing? I too do not understand. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
OldSchoolWrestling 0 Report post Posted December 2, 2003 Something tells me a Mafioso wouldn't accept pajama pants and hiking boots as payment on a debt. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Big McLargeHuge 0 Report post Posted December 2, 2003 Pajama pants is Mob talk for 50 Gs. The boots had hidden compartments with coke in 'em. ... It could happen. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
OldSchoolWrestling 0 Report post Posted December 2, 2003 You're right. That's why they call Joe Pantoliano Joey Pants. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Plushy Al Logan Report post Posted December 3, 2003 (edited) I'm not a Mafioso. My father just sold alot of Crystal Meth, and was too generous with the profits. I do have alot of fat uncles, but none named Sal. I'm staying with a married couple. The man beats his wife often. Should be fun. Edited December 3, 2003 by Plushy Al Logan Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Id Hit It Report post Posted December 3, 2003 I'd Hit It Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Plushy Al Logan Report post Posted December 3, 2003 Well, I leave tommorow morning for the desert, maybe I might run into somebody there. I'm actually going to Arizona. Goodbye! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest FrigidSoul Report post Posted December 3, 2003 Plushy's Mafia Boss/Crystal Meth Drug Lord father is going to have an empty ditch waiting in the Arizona desert for his snitch son Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
justsoyouknow 0 Report post Posted December 3, 2003 Well, I leave tommorow morning for the desert, maybe I might run into somebody there. I'm actually going to Arizona. Goodbye! Damnit, of all the places to go, you pick my state. *SIGH* What part of Arizona? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Just Looking Report post Posted December 3, 2003 Well, I leave tommorow morning for the desert, maybe I might run into somebody there. I'm actually going to Arizona. Goodbye! Damnit, of all the places to go, you pick my state. *SIGH* What part of Arizona? So long as he's out of my county, I'll breathe easier at night. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites