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Learn how to talk smack you retarded Aberdeen red neck sod busting looser
Youre so fucking ignorant race. And the reason i cant stand coming here. Youve never played football, just jerked off the ones who did, sitting in your bedroom alone on those friday nights, when the cool kids were getting the stank on the plank. U fucking cunt
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Tailgater ... is that you?
[But I did].
Bobcat tuff bitches. Ever heard of a guy named MARK BRUENER? Yeah, I thought so. Back the fuck off me.
PS: how the fuck did you think I knew so much about Shelton and O town? Old stomping grounds. The current state of affairs notwithstanding, the lower peninsula will always be home. Laff all you want; it's God's (wet af) country.
I remember that SPD had to have everyone on duty whenever Aberdeen came to town for a football game. Brawling was known to happen, and the cops wanted to make sure nobody from Aberdeen got hurt.
You don't have to tell me about the lower peninsula. I still hang.
Tuffest Oly Bear (Timberline doesn’t count): Kasey Keller.
Tuffest Aberdeen Bobcat: Mark Bruener.
I didn’t want to do it, but you made me do it.
Back in my Miller Junior High days, we would steal cars and drive up to Shelton and O-town and kick the shit out of the high school kids as a warm-up for Weatherwax. We would skip Capital, because they weren't tuff enuff for us (but just right for the Hopkins kids), and Timberline, because we didn’t have guns.
There’s a reason that Aberdeen was off-limits to the military for years. Too tuff.
He's actually a Log Cabin Republican.
And nobody believes that a bunch of donkeys from Aberdeen ever came to Shelton looking for anything other than an ass kicking.
No shit. Some of the hotter girls from Scaberdeen came to my local town because they weren't into pretend lawyers. I am sure every town on the Peninsula had the same experience.
Oooh. Maybe you need to define ass kicking. . .
believe it about that bunch of donkeys. we were Aberdeeen tuff. you're thinking of our ghey cousins a little further west. I'm sure you had your way with more than one Hoquiamite. the Bobcats were/are a different breed.
flea, you wouldn't last five minutes running your hole at the NW Passage. we'd find your bloated corpse floating in the Wishkah. stay in Shelton; it's safer.