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What a ginormous jagoff.
He looks so haggard. o_o
Alcohol’s a helluva drug…
Don’t blame it on drink, he cries sober. He’s a crybaby. It’s like wetting the bed.
Its sad to see somebody sad. Smile, and make someone happy!
Looks like my step-father telling me to do as he says and not as he does… at least that’s the way I remember it. It’s been a couple of tankers of rum…
Hey Tom did you see that shitz where the shooting happened in Florida, at the school board — then the old lady sneaks up behind him with the purse and hits him — this is some good shitz Tom !!!!
http://www.cnn.com/2010/CRIME/12/14/florida.meeting.shooting/index.html?hpt=T1
Wow! Miss Littleton was a much better teacher than she was a vigilante. She taught me English in high school. I never would have thought I’d be seeing her on the Maakies website. She’s like, famous! This is where I’ll come for all my future news.
Wait a minute — Ned — are you kidding? you actually had her as a teacher. This is a miracle, if true.
It’s absolutely true. Freaked me right out to see my old teacher (10th grade english in 1987) in this context. Thanks for posting it!
She was a weak-o, but she had the guts of a real Auntie.
I thought she was weak but she took a real shot with that purse. The thing about a pistol is it is designed to stay in your hand. Too bad she didn’t find a big butcher knife and cut off his hand. That would have made good video. I like the way he says “Git the Hell out’a here!” Who says chivalry is dead?
Chivalry isn’t, but he is. Good riddance, I say.
Oh yes, and that lady with the purse has great big hairy balls the size of coconuts. I would never take on a deranged gunman using only my purse.
She’s brave.
Well said, sir!
Imagine if she was persistent. The door opens again and Ginger attempts another disarmament with a jar of pickles from the rec room, only to meet the same results. Next a stiff, crispy length of baguette, swing-and-a-miss. Cold cuts follow suit with a head of lettuce, no dice. Eventually a sandwich is made, the tryptophan from the sliced turkey kicks in, and the gunman goes home to sleep one off. Wife gets a job as a lunch lady. Happy ending!