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Is Shaner doing anything on Facebook? It seems odd that he hasn't done anything yet.
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The silence from both sides makes me think something happened and folks are under gag orders or some shit.
I think it's more likely that people either forgot or were too busy to show up.The silence from both sides makes me think something happened and folks are under gag orders or some shit.
Him I could just see in a cell down at the county jail for contempt of court or a similar charge.I believe you, but I find it hard to believe that Len is capable of following gag orders.
@PropaneAccesories Any further info you could release?
I thought that was all he was driven by.Shaner is too stupid to be confidence-driven.
Kennesaw Mountain Shaner said:#23 Dobson Pitcher
The Ultimate Foamer said:Well Noper Noperson*@meanmutha It's obvious you don't travel rout 443 out of New Ringgold very often. It splits into a three lane highway with a passing lane going north. But that's right you been through New Ringgold, Haven't you? Because most people don't even know it's even there until you go through it.
You glorious fucking bastard; that was hilarity at it's finest. Would you kill me if I did a reading of it?Hy stumbled to the steps of the courthouse, reeking of Wild Turkey and dead cigarettes. Pawning his last Star Wars poster, he had enough money to catch the 7:05 in time to make Len's arraignment. Stuffing his dress shirt into his stained khakis, he straightened up and inhaled fresh morning air. Fresh morning air that caused him to hack for several minutes. Spitting into his hand, he slicked back his hair in one swipe and straightened his tie.
Len, standing in his Sunday best looked concerned.
"Hy. Are yew ok? Ya look like yuh been drug behind a skid-steer," he commented, standing next to a pile of boxes loaded into a red Radio Flyer.
Hy squinted at the voice, making sure he could match the face to the idiotic drawl. It was Len alright. Hy nodded at the wagon. "The fuck is all that?"
"Evidence," Len breathed excitedly. "Evidence that the Colebrookdale is harassing me online."
Popping off a top of one of the banker boxes, Hy hurriedly inspected the contents. It was like striking gold. There were stacks of printed screencaps of cartoon names and video game characters as far as the eye could read. "Son of a bitch, Len. You glorious son of a bitch. I'll have you milking workers comp for the next ten years."
"Trespassing, Hy. My charges are trespassing."
Hy waved his hand inconsequentially in the middle of slipping on a pair of Ray-bans to hide his bloodshot eyes from a cocaine and booze fueled romp from the night previous. "Slip and fall, harassment, trespassing, fucked the neighbor's dog; it's all the same shit. Are you ready?"
"Yes, sir!" Len beamed as he dragged the wagon behind him, following Hy into the foyer and into the adjacent courtroom.
Swinging open large oak doors with both hands, Hy bellowed in a loud voice. "Len is innocent! I AM THE LAW!" Hy pulled the .45 he had hidden in the back of his pants and emptied the clip into the ceiling, causing everyone to dive underneath tables and benches.
--TAPE CUTS OUT--
I guarantee you that Lenny fucked up somehow or made an ass of himself again. All this shit makes me want to know even more.