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@PropaneAccesories:

Watching Len trying to talk like dem dere hip young uns is both funny and painful.

Watching Len trying to talk like dem dere hip young uns is both funny and painful.
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OH MY GOD, THEY'RE EVEN CUTER IN GROUP FORMBless you, @PropaneAccesories , this is just what I needed to see first thing in the morning.
https://kiwifarms.net/attachments/smug7-png.52707/
Just gonna steal @Ido 's pic for a moment (it can be found here)
https://kiwifarms.net/attachments/puff-puff-le-fin-jpg.51923/
It totally reminds me of Chris recounting his time as "Assistant Gym Leader" at The GAMe PLACe.Len finally admits he was the downfall of the Deleware Lackawanna Project as a result of his inept leadership and lack of any mechanical know how involving steam engines.
Not just any cop; it was the officer that arrested him for the trespassing. The burden of proof you mentioned was with @clever nickname, as he was the one who broke down / translated the court case number.I think it was on the Taking Down Kiwi Farms page. He doxed a cop on there saying he was Meanmutha I believe. The burden of proof was that the poster knew how to read docket numbers.
Oooh, I wish you Americans had the kind of court record system we have here in the Europeanest of Europe, where just about everything about the court proceedings is based on previously filed documents instead of oral arguments. It is quite astonishing, really - you can literally walk into the archives in county capitals and read up on Þe Græt Spærggúm of 1488. "Þe Defendante Wasde Accus'd Offe Train Runninge Close, But Unexp'dly, He Saide Conspiracyie Waseþ fromme Landse of Kiwiyeaar."So how's the transcript searching going?
Part 2 of my story. After the fiasco we heard over the radio and the train was moving again we went back to talking until the next train came. Cause of the train going into emergency all other trains were behind schedule. I decided to go on my phone and saw that someone made a post about a train coming through Pottstown with 2 heritage units on the lead. The post was by a John Simon and we thought nothing of it until another friend showed up and was asking if we seen the heritage units. We said no, but why were you in a hurry. He said that the John Simon guy was Len Shaner and wanted to see if the post was true which is was obviously not true. We wondered cause we didn't know if Len has a mobile phone of sorts but we thought he just drove home and posted it since he had to change his pants from shitting them when he fell down the bank onto the tracks with a train coming. Since we thought he might of been home we had some fun and posted that a whole bunch of railfans would be gathering at Pottstown Station. We were spot on and here is what happened. About 20-30 mins later a red dodge came flying down the road into the parking space and driving up onto the curb. We were thinking this fucker almost killed us and so I decided to start talking to Len since we all knew it was Len. He actually calmly said where was the gathering and we said here it is with just the few of us. He just exploded from there saying that he thought more people would be here and that he was going to call the cops for false advertisement, etc. He then got out his camera and run up to me and got in my face and said that he was taking pictures of us to report (he was probably going to masterbate to these pictures, cause im a pretty good looking guy). he said if we don't let him take our pictures he was going to shove his tripod up our asses. I was like do it mother fucker cause I will knock your lights out. He got in my face and took my picture, after that it went down hill. I took his camera and threw into a snow pile and then I punched Len right in the face which resulted in him probably becoming even smarter. It was after that day that I would never see him again until this August when I rode behind steam engine 765 that I would see him sperging over trains.
He got in my face and took my picture, after that it went down hill. I took his camera and threw into a snow pile and then I punched Len right in the face which resulted in him probably becoming even smarter. It was after that day that I would never see him again until this August when I rode behind steam engine 765 that I would see him sperging over trains.
I feel this anecdote from Len totally crystalizes his whole mindset on life.
Part 2 of my story. After the fiasco we heard over the radio and the train was moving again we went back to talking until the next train came. Cause of the train going into emergency all other trains were behind schedule. I decided to go on my phone and saw that someone made a post about a train coming through Pottstown with 2 heritage units on the lead. The post was by a John Simon and we thought nothing of it until another friend showed up and was asking if we seen the heritage units. We said no, but why were you in a hurry. He said that the John Simon guy was Len Shaner and wanted to see if the post was true which is was obviously not true. We wondered cause we didn't know if Len has a mobile phone of sorts but we thought he just drove home and posted it since he had to change his pants from shitting them when he fell down the bank onto the tracks with a train coming. Since we thought he might of been home we had some fun and posted that a whole bunch of railfans would be gathering at Pottstown Station. We were spot on and here is what happened. About 20-30 mins later a red dodge came flying down the road into the parking space and driving up onto the curb. We were thinking this fucker almost killed us and so I decided to start talking to Len since we all knew it was Len. He actually calmly said where was the gathering and we said here it is with just the few of us. He just exploded from there saying that he thought more people would be here and that he was going to call the cops for false advertisement, etc. He then got out his camera and run up to me and got in my face and said that he was taking pictures of us to report (he was probably going to masterbate to these pictures, cause im a pretty good looking guy). he said if we don't let him take our pictures he was going to shove his tripod up our asses. I was like do it mother fucker cause I will knock your lights out. He got in my face and took my picture, after that it went down hill. I took his camera and threw into a snow pile and then I punched Len right in the face which resulted in him probably becoming even smarter. It was after that day that I would never see him again until this August when I rode behind steam engine 765 that I would see him sperging over trains.
It's nice to get some Len stories, but you try breaking those text walls into paragraphs.Your writing skills annoy me.
Well if fat ass Lennay boy didn't know who you were before, after that comment he should know exactly who you are now man! Unless Len has a habit of getting his face knocked in, which is most likely.
Unless meanmutha was the one who knocked Len's teeth out, we now have 2 confirmed incidents where someone punched Len in the face.
I'm not an author, I don't have the best writing skills and just thought I would share my encounters. And he probably did have his mother put new pampers on after he most likely shit them when he fell and saw a train coming towards him.It's nice to get some Len stories, but you try breaking those text walls into paragraphs.
I took his camera and threw into a snow pile and then I punched Len right in the face which resulted in him probably becoming even smarter. It was after that day that I would never see him again until this August when I rode behind steam engine 765 that I would see him sperging over trains.
I'm not an author, I don't have the best writing skills and just thought I would share my encounters. And he probably did have his mother put new pampers on after he most likely shit them when he fell and saw a train coming towards him.
I'm not an author, I don't have the best writing skills and just thought I would share my encounters. And he probably did have his mother put new pampers on after he most likely shit them when he fell and saw a train coming towards him.
Part 2 of my story. After the fiasco we heard over the radio and the train was moving again we went back to talking until the next train came. Cause of the train going into emergency all other trains were behind schedule. I decided to go on my phone and saw that someone made a post about a train coming through Pottstown with 2 heritage units on the lead. The post was by a John Simon and we thought nothing of it until another friend showed up and was asking if we seen the heritage units. We said no, but why were you in a hurry. He said that the John Simon guy was Len Shaner and wanted to see if the post was true which is was obviously not true. We wondered cause we didn't know if Len has a mobile phone of sorts but we thought he just drove home and posted it since he had to change his pants from shitting them when he fell down the bank onto the tracks with a train coming. Since we thought he might of been home we had some fun and posted that a whole bunch of railfans would be gathering at Pottstown Station. We were spot on and here is what happened. About 20-30 mins later a red dodge came flying down the road into the parking space and driving up onto the curb. We were thinking this fucker almost killed us and so I decided to start talking to Len since we all knew it was Len. He actually calmly said where was the gathering and we said here it is with just the few of us. He just exploded from there saying that he thought more people would be here and that he was going to call the cops for false advertisement, etc. He then got out his camera and run up to me and got in my face and said that he was taking pictures of us to report (he was probably going to masterbate to these pictures, cause im a pretty good looking guy). he said if we don't let him take our pictures he was going to shove his tripod up our asses. I was like do it mother fucker cause I will knock your lights out. He got in my face and took my picture, after that it went down hill. I took his camera and threw into a snow pile and then I punched Len right in the face which resulted in him probably becoming even smarter. It was after that day that I would never see him again until this August when I rode behind steam engine 765 that I would see him sperging over trains.
I never expected someone getting peer review proofreading from this forum.Just try to stick to relevant information. I have highlighted the only parts that you needed to mention in your story. All the other stuff is just filler and redundant statements that just confuse anyone trying to read along with your story. It's an excellent story and I'd love to hear even more stories, but it was just pretty badly worded.