Give me a second, *breaks empty beer bottle over head* nope, my head is as solid and pain proof as ever.
The person below me can break stuff over their head without the slightest bit of pain.
Things like eggs ot champagne glasses, sure. No cinderblocks, MDF, or oak tables, please!
The person below me has gotten in a shopping cart and rode it down a hill yelling "Wheeeeeee!"
Actually my friend rode it down the hill, I rode it into the lake.
The person below me has wrestled a bull before.
True, and that's exactly why I don't like them.
DMX: Bad... experience... level... raising... x3
Mar: *looks on DMX and shrugs* Wussy, the person below me can't say something coherent for 14 seconds without stopping.
The person bellow me has had a cock-tease-
Mar: False, I had my cock sucked.
DMX: THAT WAS IN A DREAM.
Mar: How do you know?
DMX: Because you mumbled about that all day in front of me.
Mar: Oh right... but at least, I still am sexy for the ladies :P
DMX:
True, It was some kind of random E-mail virus, it totaly F#*$ed my computer up.
The person below me thinks the best way to fix any piece of technology is with a good swift kick.
False. We aren't cavemen, we have tools and technology.
.......
Hit it with a wrench!
The person bellow me agrees.
False, the wrench would break it, I just wanna instill fear in it's technological heart.
The person below me fears nothing, Except sock puppets.
False- I also fear vegetables.
The person bellow me has a mortal fear to fluffy white rabbits.