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COME ON YOU YANKS
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Fuck these sons of bitches. The labels promise wealth and glory, yet every fucking cap I unscrew mocks me for my inability to win.
Dr. Pepper taunts me with the chance to bring home $200,000 (or I could instantly win "1000's of other prizes", yet, as I slowly look under the cap to see what I've won, I find myself staring into a shittily typed, "Please Try Again." Please try again? Go fuck yourself, how about that. Anyway, has anyone ever won anything sizable from pop caps? |
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Nasty Nate
Join Date: Aug 2003
Location: Michigan
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I think I coulda got a NFL hat for one of my mountain dew caps. I didn't really give a shit though so I never bothered sending it in.
Oh ya, also when the mountain dew/pepsi points were out I got about 5 free cds. I was in like 6th grade, so when I was bored I just rode my bike around and collected the tops off bottles in the park and what not, didn't have much else to do anyways. [ March 11, 2004, 07:26 PM: Message edited by: Nathan ] |
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COME ON YOU YANKS
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Oh I'm pissed. Out of contempt for the bottle cap, I attempted to melt it into oblivion with my beautiful butane lighter. As it was blazing, a molten piece of plastic dripped onto my right thumb...just behind the fingernail. I'm left with a hook-shaped white wound which hurts like fuck.
I can honestly say that I hate these sons of bitches. I do. I really do. Fuck them. I mean that with all of my heart. Fuck these prize-promising sons of bitches. Just...just fuck them. |
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Spice Master
Join Date: Jan 2004
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Psychedelics are illegal not because a loving government is concerned that you may jump out of a third story window. Psychedelics are illegal because they dissolve opinion structures and culturally laid down models of behavior and information processing.
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COME ON YOU YANKS
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I don't know about you, but I'm sure as hell not going to let this fucking cap continue to press itself upon me...like it's some kind of fucking golden ticket into a world of weath and leisure. It's time that we stand up for ourselves. I did just that.
Don't you fucking tell me what to do, bitch. How does it feel to sent to bottle cap hell? Probably not too well. I have a secret: It doesn't feel too well to be told that you're going to win $200,000...and then called a loser and told to try again. Chew my balls, fucker. You look a little under the weather, cap. What happened? Do you want to talk about it? My punishment for fucking with the cap. Worth it. Don't let it stop here. Don't let this cap be the only one to suffer for its wrongdoings. We must take a stand against these motherfuckers. We must melt them. All of them. It's the only way. |
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