Maggie’s Motivational Pic Thread v2.0 - - New Rules - See Post #1

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I saw this post on FB.


To the asshat SOB... that stole the antlers from my dad's grave in the Uintah cemetary... I hope you rot in hell!!!... My brother put the antlers by his headstone for Father's Day and went to pick them up and they were gone... For a little background on the antlers... They were from the last deer my dad ever shot... on the last hunting trip he ever went on with my brother, my niece and nephews... hopefully this post reaches the piece of shit that did this... And maybe he has a conscience and will return them... if not I truly hope Karma kicks your f***ing ass!!!... hope my friends will share this so hopefully we can get them back!

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I saw this post on FB.


To the asshat SOB... that stole the antlers from my dad's grave in the Uintah cemetary... I hope you rot in hell!!!... My brother put the antlers by his headstone for Father's Day and went to pick them up and they were gone... For a little background on the antlers... They were from the last deer my dad ever shot... on the last hunting trip he ever went on with my brother, my niece and nephews... hopefully this post reaches the piece of shit that did this... And maybe he has a conscience and will return them... if not I truly hope Karma kicks your f***ing ass!!!... hope my friends will share this so hopefully we can get them back!

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Takes a real low-life to desecrate a grave. Right up there with the morality of a pedophile.
 
I saw people doing shit like this at the Pearl Harbor Memorial. My wife had to restrain me.
ive had words with people, groups of people.
that shit doesnt fly with me
was at a Yankee game a few weeks ago, told a guy behind me to "have some respect and shut the fuck up" during the national anthem
yanks always have military and vets on the field when singing it
 
DEAR NEIGHBOUR:
Hi, Fred, this is Richard, next door. I've got a confession to make. I've been riddled with guilt for a few months and have been trying to get up the courage to tell you face-to-face. At least I'm telling you in this text, and I can't live with myself a minute longer without your knowing about this.

The truth is that, when you're not around, I've been sharing your wife, day and night. In fact, probably much more than you.

I haven't been getting it at home recently, and I know that that's no excuse. The temptation was just too great. I can't live with the guilt and hope you'll accept my sincere apology and forgive me.

Please suggest a fee for usage, and I'll pay you.

Regards, Richard.

Fred, feeling very angry and betrayed, grabbed his gun, went next door, and shot Richard, killing him. He went back home, shot his wife, poured himself a stiff drink and sat down on the sofa and calmed down. Fred then looked at his phone and discovered a 2nd text message from Richard.

SECOND TEXT MESSAGE:
Hi, Fred. Richard here again. Sorry about the typo on my last text. I expect you figured it out and noticed that the darned auto-correct had changed "wi-fi" to "wife".

Technology, huh? It'll be the death of us all.