a planet filled with 12 year olds that think they know everything, I'd ace myself for sure..I have to go with Option #2


if it were only inhabited by
1)kids 12 and under
or
2)midgets
i sometimes think of that ending scene in "The One" with Jet li- where the alternate version bad guy gets sent to the prison planet and he's on top of the pyramid just kicking everyones asz, but as the camera zooms out theres hundreds of guys coming.
I would like to think I could kick enough 12 year old and younger peoples azzes for them to eventually surrender the planet to me.


a planet filled with 12 year olds that think they know everything, I'd ace myself for sure..I have to go with Option #2
I train differently than most, my beef is with gravity the weights on the bar are just the medium...Thanks to Wall Street your slice of the American Pie has been reduced to a crumb.


The planet of 12 year olds would be cake. The planet of midgets on the other hand... They're short for a reason. They did something bad in a previous life. Really fucking bad. Otherwise they wouldn't have been sent back so damn short.
Look at Vern Troyer, or Mini Me as he's more famously known. That is one SERIOUSLY short bastard. I'd love to know what he did to come back that short. Probably had prison-style sex with tropical fish and buggered a nunnery full of nuns. While taking pot-shots at the orphans running away from the nunnery.


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Have you seen most of the rest of the world? Who the hell would want that?
Take over the Western world? Sure.
South-East Asia? Sure.
The rest? Not so much.
So many cries of inequality stem from one of group
of people doing little or nothing and then bitching
about another group that actually does something
to improve their lives.


I think i was born in the wrong time (really) 500 years ago i would have been a king. the aztects would have built statues of me..
If you strike me down(ban me)I'll become more powerful than ever.. Don't say i don't warn you.


Don't tread on me!!
Quit Bitching, Start a Revolution


I'd prefer to take over the 12 year-olds, make all the boys Eunuchs and build a harem of the finest girls and have the rest cook and clean for us...
What're you gonna do with a planet full of dwarves, pretend you're Santa Claus? Pretend you're the most well endowed member of the Lollipop guild? Make them play midget rugby or re-enact Willow every night as you dine on Lil' Smokies and tell them they are the fingers of those who were caught stealing....Start a candy factory? Actually this is starting to sound like fun....
Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012

“I used to do drugs. I still do drugs. But I used to, too.”


NO! i included midgets as well. I'm calling freudian on you.... nobody mentioned anything about sex and you brought it up. ergo, you are the pedo
i was thinking more like a bullys fantasy. I could seriously kick a bunch of kids asses, or midgets. kind of like step brothers at the end. Will ferrell and like just kick ass through a whole army of them. it would be epic
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Same for me, I too my best under pressure, that's why in school I'd always wait until the last minute to do a project and get A's for them. I always put things off until the last moment and then spring into action cause when I get started I don't like to stop. I noticed in the Navy when running drills other guys would be panicking and I would be the "cool coper" or in the few motor accidents I've been in I'd be calm and collected even with blood pouring out of my fist or my step mom passed out at the wheel with a gushing head wound. In fights I remain calm too....
Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012


I train differently than most, my beef is with gravity the weights on the bar are just the medium...Thanks to Wall Street your slice of the American Pie has been reduced to a crumb.


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