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shotta 20 wrote:crossdrilled wrote:In times gone by I would have said PM joker... but alas....
Yunno, i was wondering what happen to dis soljah... ???
ABA Trading LTD wrote:for real...where is joker
ABA Trading LTD wrote:for real...where is joker
Hook wrote:If an injury has to be done to a man, it should be so severe that his vengeance need not be feared. - Niccolo Machiavelli
Damien wrote:tell the gyul make a porn with some guntahs and send him a copy
Marsh_TT wrote:Damien wrote:tell the gyul make a porn with some guntahs and send him a copy
she want to get rid ah d man, not get ah std(s)
ABA Trading LTD wrote:for real...where is joker
rodfarva wrote:a beatsout in the hand is worth 2 in the bush
TRAE wrote:I have a friend that is constantly being harassed by her ex- boyfriend. They broke up because of his drinking problem (which is continuing to escalate), and since then he has been stalking her, threatening her, even calling her workplace. To tell you how chupid de man is he calling like crazy, sending hostile texts, calling her boss and causing comess. Threatening her friends, causing rifts in her friend's marriage (telling the husband lies bout he wife horning), and now he's threatening the friends family members. He scratched her car-- threw paint all over the car twice, and he's always driving around her workplace.
Now my friend has over six receipts from the police, and the other friend has two because they have been asking the police for assistance over a period of months but nothing happens. Now in today's Trinidad we all know the crime situation, is there anything more that can be done to put this man at bay before things escalate to a new report?
cinco wrote:is death really so bad?
considering her life is already living hell and she seems to not want to do anything about it
let him fix he mix and go be somebody live in bf in jail
biggy82 wrote:ABA Trading LTD wrote:for real...where is joker
you cannot find Joker.....he finds you
TRAE wrote:well they now have a hearing next month to decide on the details, problem is de man living like 2 blocks away from her and the mom and aunt riding shot with him
Bareback wrote:TRAE wrote:well they now have a hearing next month to decide on the details, problem is de man living like 2 blocks away from her and the mom and aunt riding shot with him
Wait she mudder and aunt riding wit he!!!!!!!!!
MODS!!!!!!!! Shut this chupid thread down pls...........
TRAE wrote:Bareback wrote:TRAE wrote:well they now have a hearing next month to decide on the details, problem is de man living like 2 blocks away from her and the mom and aunt riding shot with him
Wait she mudder and aunt riding wit he!!!!!!!!!
MODS!!!!!!!! Shut this chupid thread down pls...........
Woi Woi He mudder and aunt riding with him
Bareback wrote:TRAE wrote:Bareback wrote:TRAE wrote:well they now have a hearing next month to decide on the details, problem is de man living like 2 blocks away from her and the mom and aunt riding shot with him
Wait she mudder and aunt riding wit he!!!!!!!!!
MODS!!!!!!!! Shut this chupid thread down pls...........
Woi Woi He mudder and aunt riding with him
Whew................was really wonderring. Sorry.
Humes wrote:Mike: “I used to be a beat cop a long time ago. And I’d get called out on domestic disputes all the time. Hundreds, probably, over the years. But there was this one guy — this one piece of sheit — that I will never forget. Gordy. He looked like Bo Svenson. You remember him? Walking Tall? You don’t remember? No. Anyway. Big boy — 270, 280. But his wife … or whatever she was, his lady … was real small. Like a bird. Wrists like branches. Anyway, my partner and I got called out there every weekend, and one of us would pull her aside and say ‘come on, tonight’s the night we press charges.’ And this wasn’t one of those deep-down he-loves-me set-ups — we get a lot of those — but not this. This girl was scared. She wasn’t going to cross him, no way, no how. Nothing we could do but pass her off to the EMT’s, put him in a car and drive him downtown, throw him in the drunk tank. He sleeps it off, next morning out he goes. Back home.
“But one night, my partner’s out sick, and it’s just me. And the call comes in and it’s the usual crap. Broke her nose in the shower kind of thing. So I cuff him, put him in the car and away we go. Only that night, we’re driving into town, and this sideways muffler bearing is in my back seat humming ‘Danny Boy.’ And it just rubbed me wrong. So instead of left, I go right, out into nowhere. And I kneel him down, and I put my revolver in his mouth, and I told him, ‘This is it. This is how it ends.’ And he’s crying, going to the bathroom all over himself, swearing to God he’s going to leave her alone. Screaming … as much as you can with a gun in your mouth. And I told him to be quiet. I needed to think about what I was going to do here. And of course he got quiet. Goes still. And real quiet. Like a dog waiting for dinner scraps. And we just stood there for a while, me acting like I’m thinking things over, and Prince Charming kneeling in the dirt with sheit in his pants.
“And after a few minutes I took the gun out of his mouth, and I say, ‘So help me if you touch her again I will such-and-such and such-and-such and blah blah blah blah blah.’
Walt: “So, just a warning?”
Mike: “Of course. Just trying to do the right thing. But two weeks later he killed her. Of course. Caved her head in with the base of a Waring blender. We got there, there was so much blood you could taste the metal.
“The moral of the story is: I chose a half measure, when I should have gone all the way. I’ll never make that mistake again.”
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