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So i'm running with andy julian today, and we wait for a car so we can get across an interesection. the car slams on its breaks to let us go through. as we cross, we realize its none other than brent kling and bart kitt. being the nonconfrontational type, i merely wave and keep on running. as soon as we cross the street, they spit on us. their spit hit my leg... as they drove away.
hey brent kling and bart kitt...
FUCK YOU!
I'm not sure where this hatred for me from the gentleman of HXC came from. Probably from Jon's livejournal when the proceded to tear into me... AFTER I DEFENDED THEM. But apparently they've upped the ante on us. They've gone from calling me names anonymously in livejournals... to spitting on me and driving away. I can't wait for the next step... are they gonna call my house and breath? I'm excited.
Now I'm still a generally docile creature and I don't wish to fight them. However, I would like to be around when they spit on someone who is not so docile. Good times for everyone.
I'm Out. Peace.
hey brent kling and bart kitt...
FUCK YOU!
I'm not sure where this hatred for me from the gentleman of HXC came from. Probably from Jon's livejournal when the proceded to tear into me... AFTER I DEFENDED THEM. But apparently they've upped the ante on us. They've gone from calling me names anonymously in livejournals... to spitting on me and driving away. I can't wait for the next step... are they gonna call my house and breath? I'm excited.
Now I'm still a generally docile creature and I don't wish to fight them. However, I would like to be around when they spit on someone who is not so docile. Good times for everyone.
I'm Out. Peace.