Ven que te azote en el culo

Mobyfun rebuznó:
Si hubieras dicho esto hace 5 años, un puñado de clones y tochos antes, lo mismo colaba.

:lol: Venga.
¿Qué son tochos? Clones no he tenido más que el Guionista de Hediondo y los de supervivencia, a ver si te crees que todos los que te digan que eres tonto soy yo dándome la vuelta en un sillón orejero (rotatorio).
 
Tankian rebuznó:
Hombre, no tengo un clon, ya te digo que es una mutua para intentar abarcarte en tu día a día foril.

¿Cuales son los requisitos para acceder? Yo creo que estoy haciendo méritos.
Puedo ocupar el turno vespertino y las madrugadas.
 
Tankian rebuznó:
Tú seguro que eres tan gracioso (¡o más!) que aquí.

Yo luego en la vida real soy supermajo :oops:
Es lo que tenemos los gordos, una vez le pare una hemorragia a un mendigo con la pelusa del ombligo(de buena fe eh) y te quieres creer que lo que me dijo el medico del samur fue: Toma anda y cortale las uñas, que no veas la que nos ha liado.


Desde entonces, siempre con camiseta, mal que me pese.
 
Tankian rebuznó:

Tanki por Dios... Esto es un foro y lo que piensen 4 retrasados le importa a sus padres, pero engañarme a mi y a ti mismo a estas alturas. Porfavor...


norteño rebuznó:
montaje de mierda

Joder toma una foto más grande y cúrrate algo mejor, que he hecho tuneos míos más ofensivos.




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Oye, que no te entiendo y me quiero ir que estoy empezando a pasarlo mal.
 
He vuelto a caer en lo de faggot :_(
 
CIERRA EL 1, HIJO DE PUTA, QUE GANAS¡¡

SPOILER/ TU FOTO ME LA HA PASADO EL ÑARIGON/CIERRO SPILER





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Tankian rebuznó:
Oye, que no te entiendo y me quiero ir que estoy empezando a pasarlo mal.

Estarás acostumbrado a que GDX lo haga pero a mi no tienes que pedirme permiso, ricura. Vuela libre.



Norteño
, te ha costado 2 mensajes y 3 ediciones pero al fin lo has conseguido. Muy logrado, me gusta.
 
Mobyfun rebuznó:
Estarás acostumbrado a que GDX lo haga pero a mi no tienes que pedirme permiso, ricura. Vuela libre.



Norteño
, te ha costado 2 mensajes y 3 ediciones pero al fin lo has logrado. Muy logrado, me gusta.


EL DIA QUE aprenda a usar el photoshop cagate lorito
 
norteño rebuznó:
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MUAHHAHA, MUAHAHHA, que pena doy, dios, matame.

PICK RELATED.
moporday celebrando con su madre su graduacion en A.D.E, jugando unos darditos


Vaya por Dios...
 
Echo de menos a coles en este tipo de hilos.
 
norteño rebuznó:


en minusculas y sin negrita, entiendo entonces que la "k" de "pick" representa los cereales special "K" que te habrian dado la fuerza de humillarme en condiciones...(que tampoco hace falta mucho, ya te lo digo yo, tengo sobrepeso, cartoneo y no me veo el pene si no es reflejado en los azulejos de la ducha), va intentalo que me siento solo (se me olvidaba,, tengo novia pero no quiere vivir conmigo).
 
El bedel rebuznó:

Joder, que cosa más ama. Uno de los videos más bizarros que he visto ultimamente. El niño acaba acojonando, incluso después del ostión de boca.

Poniendonos serios con el tema, no admitir que el juez y su mujer son unos jodidos locos es de subnormales íntegros.

Nunca estaré en contra de la ostia al niño, todo lo contrario. Pero si a un hijo le pegas ese palizón a correazos:

a) puede contigo y no hay otra manera, así que mejor ponle la maleta en la puerta y que se vaya a tomar por culo.

b)eres subnormal.

Yo recuerdo la mayoría de las ostias que me han pegado mis padres, y no recuerdo una que no fuera merecida, unas por niñato, otras por chulo y otras por mi retraso.

Pero solo me hacía falta uno o dos de mi madre, o una hinchada de narices de mi padre para que me calmara. Esto de los correazos es sobrarse.

Creo que con los crios debes comportarte como eres. Yo sabía que a mi viejo pocas personas le tocaban los huevos sin llevarse un soplamocos, así que respetaba, y mucho, que hiciera siquiera un leve gesto de atizarme un poco a mi.

Pero está claro que la cebada que se pega el señor juez con la sucnor de su hija, no tiene huevos a hacersela a cualquier mediamierdas. Cuando se ve que más que corrigiendo o educando a tu hijo/a, estás descargando tu frustración de ser un mierdaseca en él (que creo, claramente se ve en el video) es cuando está completamente injustificado.


Por el otro tema dominante en el hilo, hijos de puta, abrir cópula ya, que lleváis así ni lo sé.
 
Mi pregunta para los defensores del juez es: si por descargar música de internet le propinó este castigo, ¿cuál hubiera recibido de mediar drogas o sexo? La amputación de una mano, ¿quizá?
 
Pero que ponga el vídeo entero, que no lo corte según sus intereses.

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Transcripción completa (en inglés) del vídeo original de 7 minutos:

Alison is Hillary's younger sister.
The trigger for the beating was that Hillary re-installed the music-sharing software Kazaa on her computer in her bedroom. Apparently Hillary also takes some of her school exams with the computer.
Scene opens with camera looking at a bedroom with lights off. Voices initially recordered off-camera.

Bill: (referring to internet/computer/Kazaa)...She put it back on against the instructions.
Mother: Yes.
Bill: OK, go get my belt. Go get my big one.
Mother: I have already spanked her.
Bill:I am going to spank her now.
(Light turns on in bedroom but still no one is visible)
Hillary: Is he upset?
Mother: Yeah, he is. Apparently, that is why you do it.
Hillary: What is?
Mother: That is why you re-install it, because you don't think that it is a big deal.
(Noise of toilet flushing)
Hillary: Ma, it is a lot easier than (unintelliglble) and I am really sorry.
Mother: I don't care if is a lot easier than anything... (?)
Bill: Get Alison out of the room. (Walks over and is standing right in front of the camera. He is wearing a tee-shirt. Gestures to Hillary). Get over here. (Closes door and turns off light.). Bend over that bed.
Hillary: (Walks into camera view). Dad...
Bill: Bend over the bed. Bend over the bed.
Hillary: Well..
Bill: (Strikes Hillary using belt on backside of her legs for the first time). Bend over the bed. (Strikes her four more times).
Hillary: Stop...Dad...stop...stop...stop (interleaved)
Bill: Bend over the bed. I am going to keep beating you on your legs. Bend over the bed. Stand up.
Hillary: No.
Bill: Stand up. (Picks her up on tosses her on the bed) Bend over the bed. Bend over the fucking bed, damn it. (Strikes her three times on her behind)
Hillary: Aahhhh...aahhh...ahhhh
Bill: (Strikes her two more times)
Hillary: Stop. Stop.
Bill: (Grabs her again). Bend over like I said, damn it. Get up and bend over the fucking bed. (Shoves her) Lay down or I will spank you in the fucking face. Roll over.
Hillary: Dad...Dad..No... Dad.
Bill: I will spank you in the fucking (trails off). (Strikes her three more times). Did I tell you to take that fucking thing off the computer?
Hillary: Ahhh...Stop.
Mother: (re-enters, stage left. Bill hands belt over to her and stands with arms akimbo). Here, you turn over. One time, you get over on your stomach and you let me spank you on the bottom.
Bill: (Grabs for belt) Give her some more.
Mother: (To Bill) No. (To Hillary) You turn over. I am going to spank you on your butt. You turn like a 16-year-old and take it...like a grown woman. Turn over.
Bill: She won't. She is disobediant.
Mother: No, let me do it.
Bill: Give it to me.
Mother: Turn over.
Bill: I am going to go get another one. (Leaves)
Mother: Turn over. All the way on your stomach. (Stirkes Hillary once). Thank you.
(Mother leaves)
Hillary: (Sniffs)
Bill: (Muffled) You started it...
Mother: That is enough.
Bill: You started it.
Mother: No, that doesn't mean you have to keep on...that is enough.
Bill: (Re-enters). I never got my lick in on her. Get on your fucking stomach on the bed now.
Hillary: Dad.
Bill: Get on your stomch or I am going to start beating you again.
Mother: (Now back in the room) Get on your stomach.
Bill: Get on your stomach, I said.
Mother: Get on your stomach.
Hillary: Dad.
Bill: Get on your stomach.
Mother: Get on your stomach.
Hillary: Ahhh..
Mother: Get on your god-dammned stomach.
Bill: Get on your stomach.
Mother: Get on your stomach.
Bill: (Strikes again).
Hillary: Stop.
Mother: That is about it.
Bill: (Strikes again). I am going to beat you into submission.
Hillary: (Whimper)
Bill: You want to put some more computer games on? You want some more?
HIllary: No. (Wail)
Bill: Fucking computer. I told you that I did not even want one in the god-damned house. See all the problem they caused?
Mother: Yeah, I have. I do.
Bill: All the fucking problems that they caused.
Mother: I know and I told her "Take your credit by exams. I don't think that you should." She wanted to. OK? She made the decision. I did not want to take them any longer because I do believe that she is too immature. And it has caused nothing but arguments and fights since we got it back.
Bill: (Leans over and shouts in Hillary's ear) Are you happy? Huh? Disobeying your parents? (Stirkes again).
Hillary: (Whimper) Stop. Stop.
Bill: See what it will do? Is it fun to disobey your Mom and Dad?
Hillary: No.
Bill: Huh?
Hillary: No.
Bill: You do not deserve to fucking be in this house. Disobedient... What happened to you Hillary? Once you were an obedient, nice little girl. Now you lie, cheat and steal. Putting the fucking game back on the... I ought to just keep beating and beating you.
Hillary: Stop. Stop.
Bill: That is how upset I am.Two months, will buck?
Hillary: Stop.
Bill: Six months. Six fucking months. Got it?
Hillary: Stop.
Bill: Got it?
Hillary: Stop. Yes. (Wail, cough).
Bill: If I hear so much...
Hillary: Stop.
Bill: ...as you raised your fucking voice one little bit to me or your mother or with the wrong tone, or if you do one little thing wrong, if you look at me wrong...I am going to take you in here and wear your fucking ass out with the belt. You understnad me?
Hillary: Yes sir.
Bill: That is what it has come to. That is what it has come to. Got it? Are you happy?
Hillary: No.
Bill: You caused this with your dis-fucking-obedience. You know I am not going to put up with it, don't you? Do you think I was fooling?
Hillary: No sir.
Bill: Do you think I fool around?
Hillary: No sir.
Bill: (exits, stage left.)
Mother: I told you: "Don't put Kazaa on your computer." And you know what I am telling you now? Are you listening?
Hillary: Yes ma'am.
Mother: Don't touch one other thing on your comptuer besides your schoolwork until you are givin notice otherwise. Is that understood?
Hillary: Yes ma'am.
Mother: OK, good night. Now I will leave...you alone. (Leaves and slams door)
(Muffled coversation between Bill and Mother. Bill says something about not wanting her out of the house)
Hillary: (Gets up and opens drawer)
Mother: (Re-enters) You are sleeping on my couch in Alison's room. Get a blanket and go down there.
Hillary: How am I going to wake up?
Mother: I have an alarm down there. Get your blanket and go down there.

Joder que Palurdo mas AMO, por dios.
 
Maralok rebuznó:
Transcripción completa (en inglés) del vídeo original de 7 minutos:

Alison is Hillary's younger sister.
The trigger for the beating was that Hillary re-installed the music-sharing software Kazaa on her computer in her bedroom. Apparently Hillary also takes some of her school exams with the computer.
Scene opens with camera looking at a bedroom with lights off. Voices initially recordered off-camera.

Bill: (referring to internet/computer/Kazaa)...She put it back on against the instructions.
Mother: Yes.
Bill: OK, go get my belt. Go get my big one.
Mother: I have already spanked her.
Bill:I am going to spank her now.
(Light turns on in bedroom but still no one is visible)
Hillary: Is he upset?
Mother: Yeah, he is. Apparently, that is why you do it.
Hillary: What is?
Mother: That is why you re-install it, because you don't think that it is a big deal.
(Noise of toilet flushing)
Hillary: Ma, it is a lot easier than (unintelliglble) and I am really sorry.
Mother: I don't care if is a lot easier than anything... (?)
Bill: Get Alison out of the room. (Walks over and is standing right in front of the camera. He is wearing a tee-shirt. Gestures to Hillary). Get over here. (Closes door and turns off light.). Bend over that bed.
Hillary: (Walks into camera view). Dad...
Bill: Bend over the bed. Bend over the bed.
Hillary: Well..
Bill: (Strikes Hillary using belt on backside of her legs for the first time). Bend over the bed. (Strikes her four more times).
Hillary: Stop...Dad...stop...stop...stop (interleaved)
Bill: Bend over the bed. I am going to keep beating you on your legs. Bend over the bed. Stand up.
Hillary: No.
Bill: Stand up. (Picks her up on tosses her on the bed) Bend over the bed. Bend over the fucking bed, damn it. (Strikes her three times on her behind)
Hillary: Aahhhh...aahhh...ahhhh
Bill: (Strikes her two more times)
Hillary: Stop. Stop.
Bill: (Grabs her again). Bend over like I said, damn it. Get up and bend over the fucking bed. (Shoves her) Lay down or I will spank you in the fucking face. Roll over.
Hillary: Dad...Dad..No... Dad.
Bill: I will spank you in the fucking (trails off). (Strikes her three more times). Did I tell you to take that fucking thing off the computer?
Hillary: Ahhh...Stop.
Mother: (re-enters, stage left. Bill hands belt over to her and stands with arms akimbo). Here, you turn over. One time, you get over on your stomach and you let me spank you on the bottom.
Bill: (Grabs for belt) Give her some more.
Mother: (To Bill) No. (To Hillary) You turn over. I am going to spank you on your butt. You turn like a 16-year-old and take it...like a grown woman. Turn over.
Bill: She won't. She is disobediant.
Mother: No, let me do it.
Bill: Give it to me.
Mother: Turn over.
Bill: I am going to go get another one. (Leaves)
Mother: Turn over. All the way on your stomach. (Stirkes Hillary once). Thank you.
(Mother leaves)
Hillary: (Sniffs)
Bill: (Muffled) You started it...
Mother: That is enough.
Bill: You started it.
Mother: No, that doesn't mean you have to keep on...that is enough.
Bill: (Re-enters). I never got my lick in on her. Get on your fucking stomach on the bed now.
Hillary: Dad.
Bill: Get on your stomch or I am going to start beating you again.
Mother: (Now back in the room) Get on your stomach.
Bill: Get on your stomach, I said.
Mother: Get on your stomach.
Hillary: Dad.
Bill: Get on your stomach.
Mother: Get on your stomach.
Hillary: Ahhh..
Mother: Get on your god-dammned stomach.
Bill: Get on your stomach.
Mother: Get on your stomach.
Bill: (Strikes again).
Hillary: Stop.
Mother: That is about it.
Bill: (Strikes again). I am going to beat you into submission.
Hillary: (Whimper)
Bill: You want to put some more computer games on? You want some more?
HIllary: No. (Wail)
Bill: Fucking computer. I told you that I did not even want one in the god-damned house. See all the problem they caused?
Mother: Yeah, I have. I do.
Bill: All the fucking problems that they caused.
Mother: I know and I told her "Take your credit by exams. I don't think that you should." She wanted to. OK? She made the decision. I did not want to take them any longer because I do believe that she is too immature. And it has caused nothing but arguments and fights since we got it back.
Bill: (Leans over and shouts in Hillary's ear) Are you happy? Huh? Disobeying your parents? (Stirkes again).
Hillary: (Whimper) Stop. Stop.
Bill: See what it will do? Is it fun to disobey your Mom and Dad?
Hillary: No.
Bill: Huh?
Hillary: No.
Bill: You do not deserve to fucking be in this house. Disobedient... What happened to you Hillary? Once you were an obedient, nice little girl. Now you lie, cheat and steal. Putting the fucking game back on the... I ought to just keep beating and beating you.
Hillary: Stop. Stop.
Bill: That is how upset I am.Two months, will buck?
Hillary: Stop.
Bill: Six months. Six fucking months. Got it?
Hillary: Stop.
Bill: Got it?
Hillary: Stop. Yes. (Wail, cough).
Bill: If I hear so much...
Hillary: Stop.
Bill: ...as you raised your fucking voice one little bit to me or your mother or with the wrong tone, or if you do one little thing wrong, if you look at me wrong...I am going to take you in here and wear your fucking ass out with the belt. You understnad me?
Hillary: Yes sir.
Bill: That is what it has come to. That is what it has come to. Got it? Are you happy?
Hillary: No.
Bill: You caused this with your dis-fucking-obedience. You know I am not going to put up with it, don't you? Do you think I was fooling?
Hillary: No sir.
Bill: Do you think I fool around?
Hillary: No sir.
Bill: (exits, stage left.)
Mother: I told you: "Don't put Kazaa on your computer." And you know what I am telling you now? Are you listening?
Hillary: Yes ma'am.
Mother: Don't touch one other thing on your comptuer besides your schoolwork until you are givin notice otherwise. Is that understood?
Hillary: Yes ma'am.
Mother: OK, good night. Now I will leave...you alone. (Leaves and slams door)
(Muffled coversation between Bill and Mother. Bill says something about not wanting her out of the house)
Hillary: (Gets up and opens drawer)
Mother: (Re-enters) You are sleeping on my couch in Alison's room. Get a blanket and go down there.
Hillary: How am I going to wake up?
Mother: I have an alarm down there. Get your blanket and go down there.

Joder que Palurdo mas AMO, por dios.


Resumen para los cristianos viejos que no tenemos puta idea del idioma de Sión.
 
toxicosmos rebuznó:
Mi pregunta para los defensores del juez es: si por descargar música de internet le propinó este castigo, ¿cuál hubiera recibido de mediar drogas o sexo? La amputación de una mano, ¿quizá?

Lo de descargar musica es una mera excusa, simplemente al juez le pone dar hostias con el cinturon a la hija defectuosa que tanta deshonra le ha causado.

Aqui lo dice bien claro.

Maralok rebuznó:
Bill: ...as you raised your fucking voice one little bit to me or your mother or with the wrong tone, or if you do one little thing wrong, if you look at me wrong...I am going to take you in here and wear your fucking ass out with the belt. You understnad me?

Ese dia fue internet, otro dia podia ser su tono de voz al hablarle, y otro dia podia ser que se olvidara de sacar la basura. Cualquier excusa es buena para poder ponerle el culo rojo con el cinturon y aliviar asi los sadicos instintos del afable redneck.
 
Atlantida rebuznó:
Aparece sentada de lado. Parece que aún le duele. Espero que ahora se lleve el doble de latigazos en la otra nalga y esta vez lo grabe por lo menos a 720p
 
La madre sabía que el eDonkey era mucho mejor que el Kazaa, pero nada, la hija toda empeñada en que el Kazaa, que quería el Kazaa... Así aprenderá.
 
si el juez entra en mi laboratorio y ve la que tengo montada con xboxes pstreses wiises y demases,entonces implosiona antes de coer el cinto :137
 
norteño rebuznó:
Resumen para los cristianos viejos que no tenemos puta idea del idioma de Sión.

Juez: ¿Por qué has instalado el Kazaa?
Hija: Yo no he hecho nada...
Juez: Te voy a moler a palos por instalar el Kazaa.
Hija: ¡Yo no he sido! En el ordenador tengo varios troyanos.
Juez: ¿¿Pero qué dices?? ¿¿Me tomas por gilipollas o qué??
Hija: Tenía y wifi abierto y se habrá colado algún vecino.
Juez: ¿Te crees que con esas mentiras me vas a engañar? ¿Por qué clase de subnormal me tomas, eh? Eso no se lo traga ni el más cateto. Te voy a curtir el lomo por tomarme por tonto, zorra.
 
liachu69 rebuznó:
si el juez entra en mi laboratorio y ve la que tengo montada con xboxes pstreses wiises y demases,entonces implosiona antes de coer el cinto :137

Oye, el otro día me vendieron esta Xbox edición especial pero ya me he comprado tres juegos y no me va ninguno. Dime qué hago, pl0x.

http://hotchyx.com/
 
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