papazoid Posted January 13, 2010 Author Share Posted January 13, 2010 Defacing money is against the law that guy tried to have Marshawn do a criminal act - he kept the $20 and business card as evidence- and signed the other card as proof of the incidence- you go Marshawn stop those scofflaws. too funny Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hammered a Lot Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 Dude is as dumb as a hammer. Probably should part company with him now before another big suspension. Thanks! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NobesBLO13 Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 I'm beginning to get the impression that there's a possibility that Lynch is not a high character guy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Doc Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 Defacing money is against the law that guy tried to have Marshawn do a criminal act - he kept the $20 and business card as evidence- and signed the other card as proof of the incidence- you go Marshawn stop those scofflaws. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trent is Unstoppable Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 Lynch is innocent until proven guilty. Lynch likes to have a little fun. So what? Thurman Thomas liked to have fun if I remember... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DrDawkinstein Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 Lynch is innocent until proven guilty. Lynch likes to have a little fun. So what? Thurman Thomas liked to have fun if I remember... and he was the WELL BEHAVED one out of the group. Lynch took a guy's 20 and gave him an autograph. when i was 11 and my dad asked thurman for an autograph at a Bisons game, all we got was cussed out. Learned a couple new words that day thanks to high character Thurman... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trent is Unstoppable Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 and he was the WELL BEHAVED one out of the group. Lynch took a guy's 20 and gave him an autograph. when i was 11 and my dad asked thurman for an autograph at a Bisons game, all we got was cussed out. Learned a couple new words that day thanks to high character Thurman... Exactly. Thurman's a class act, (other than that one incident). People are looking for reasons to hate Lynch. He is a star in the making, and is just going through some growing pains. To trade him for other than a star, or very high draft picks, is foolish. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thoner7 Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 a serial thief ?? EDIT : UPDATE.... Jan 12, 2010 http://www.97rock.com/Article.asp?id=1656235&spid=21993 this is the military veteran story buying bachelor party gifts. this is NOT the police officers wife story. So all these people are robbed, dont tell anyone, until its reported by some one else, then stand up with the "hey me too!" I dont buy it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trent is Unstoppable Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 So all these people are robbed, dont tell anyone, until its reported by some one else, then stand up with the "hey me too!" I dont buy it. Finally, someone with some common sense. People looking for a payday it looks like. All the respect in the world to the Iraq veteran, thinking more of the cop's wife who tried suing Lynch until nobody took her case. Even Cellino & Barnes wouldn't take their case. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
papazoid Posted January 13, 2010 Author Share Posted January 13, 2010 So all these people are robbed, dont tell anyone, until its reported by some one else, then stand up with the "hey me too!" I dont buy it. this guy complained last year when it happened....no one cared, because by itself, it's not getting alot of attention........when it becomes one of many, it's a problem. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
alias Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 Your story has given me courage. I would also like to come out and report my incident with ML. I was at the local Dairy Queen in Hamburg. My parking meter was about to run out and being the good citizen that I am, I ran out to put another quarter in. ML and a few other Bills just happened to park behind me. My excitement, when ML walked up to me holding a double scoop vanilla cone, quickly turned into horror when he snatched the quarter out of my hand and went,"Yoink! I gotsta get muh sprinkles onnn!" I looked at the other Billls for help but they laughed and shouted, " Yehhh! Go Beast MOdddE!" and high fived each other and patted ML on the butt. Suffice it to say, my meter ran out and I left the scene lest I be molested. I was at the local greasy spoon, with a hankering for the blue plate special. I had my eye on the parking lot, because the underground was abuzz with reports that Marshawn and his Billy-boys were in the vicinity, with mayhem on their minds. I'd been apprised of their modus. It was all mall, they said. But the underground was telling a different tale. The blogosphere was rife with tales of ML and his 'hood-billies skulking in isolated, out-of-the-way diners. I choked down some chicken as my eyes lingered on the lot. Then what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a phalanx of obnoxiously ostentatious Hummers and Escalades. I'm not the fool my mother raised me to be, so I quickly surmised the portent of all this polished chrome appearing at once in the parking lot of a nearly abandoned suburban strip mall. It could only mean "Marshawn"--and Marshawn meant "lynch." I knew Marshawn had a particular predisposition toward $20's, so I dug deep into my pocket. As he and his retinue burst through the door, I placed my $20 on the counter in self defense. Marshawn grinned that metalic grin as he hunkered down. Just a seat separated me from his stupefyingly ugly dread-locked, gap-toothed countenance. "Got any change?" he asked. "I need to use the phone. Batteries died." I looked up to see a patch of Blackberries, glowing in the hands of his henchmen. "All's I got is the $20." "That'll do. Thanks." And he was gone. I'm not the sentimental sort, but as I turned it over in my mind, something in me didn't mind being fleeced. Maybe it's because I'm a postal carrier. It's not much, but I've got my route. I'm first string on the 1900 block of McKinley. But what's Marshawn got? Second string now, & sinfully ugly; he's the baby they should have thrown out with the bathwater. The man's got nothing else. Probably can't even get any interest from the fat girls on Chippewa. But at least he can say he's got my $20. A sadder but a wiser man, I rose the 'morrow morn. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
XTC Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 I was at the local greasy spoon, with a hankering for the blue plate special. I had my eye on the parking lot, because the underground was abuzz with reports that Marshawn and his Billy-boys were in the vicinity, with mayhem on their minds. I'd been apprised of their modus. It was all mall, they said. But the underground was telling a different tale. The blogosphere was rife with tales of ML and his 'hood-billies skulking in isolated, out-of-the-way diners. I choked down some chicken as my eyes lingered on the lot. Then what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a phalanx of obnoxiously ostentatious Hummers and Escalades. I'm not the fool my mother raised me to be, so I quickly surmised the portent of all this polished chrome appearing at once in the parking lot of a nearly abandoned suburban strip mall. It could only mean "Marshawn"--and Marshawn meant "lynch." I knew Marshawn had a particular predisposition toward $20's, so I dug deep into my pocket. As he and his retinue burst through the door, I placed my $20 on the counter in self defense. Marshawn grinned that metalic grin as he hunkered down. Just a seat separated me from his stupefyingly ugly dread-locked, gap-toothed countenance. "Got any change?" he asked. "I need to use the phone. Batteries died." I looked up to see a patch of Blackberries, glowing in the hands of his henchman. "All's I got is the $20." "That'll do. Thanks." And he was gone. I'm not the sentimental sort, but as I turned it over in my mind, something in me didn't mind being fleeced. Maybe it's because I'm a postal carrier. It's not much, but I've got my route. I'm first string on the 1900 block of McKinley. But what's Marshawn got? Second string now, & sinfully ugly; he's the baby they should have thrown out with the bathwater. The man's got nothing else. Probably can't even get any interest from the fat girls on Chippewa. But at least he can say he's got my $20. A sadder but a wiser man, I rose the 'morrow morn. Brilliant! Bravo! Marshawn IS as dumb as a mule and twice as UGLY... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ever Since '86 Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 I was at the local greasy spoon, with a hankering for the blue plate special. I had my eye on the parking lot, because the underground was abuzz with reports that Marshawn and his Billy-boys were in the vicinity, with mayhem on their minds. I'd been apprised of their modus. It was all mall, they said. But the underground was telling a different tale. The blogosphere was rife with tales of ML and his 'hood-billies skulking in isolated, out-of-the-way diners. I choked down some chicken as my eyes lingered on the lot. Then what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a phalanx of obnoxiously ostentatious Hummers and Escalades. I'm not the fool my mother raised me to be, so I quickly surmised the portent of all this polished chrome appearing at once in the parking lot of a nearly abandoned suburban strip mall. It could only mean "Marshawn"--and Marshawn meant "lynch." I knew Marshawn had a particular predisposition toward $20's, so I dug deep into my pocket. As he and his retinue burst through the door, I placed my $20 on the counter in self defense. Marshawn grinned that metalic grin as he hunkered down. Just a seat separated me from his stupefyingly ugly dread-locked, gap-toothed countenance. "Got any change?" he asked. "I need to use the phone. Batteries died." I looked up to see a patch of Blackberries, glowing in the hands of his henchman. "All's I got is the $20." "That'll do. Thanks." And he was gone. I'm not the sentimental sort, but as I turned it over in my mind, something in me didn't mind being fleeced. Maybe it's because I'm a postal carrier. It's not much, but I've got my route. I'm first string on the 1900 block of McKinley. But what's Marshawn got? Second string now, & sinfully ugly; he's the baby they should have thrown out with the bathwater. The man's got nothing else. Probably can't even get any interest from the fat girls on Chippewa. But at least he can say he's got my $20. A sadder but a wiser man, I rose the 'morrow morn. Amazing, I felt like Micky Rourke was Narrating this like his character in Sin City. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fingon Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 Marshawn Lynch stole $20 from me too. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
zazie Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 Finally, someone with some common sense. People looking for a payday it looks like. All the respect in the world to the Iraq veteran, thinking more of the cop's wife who tried suing Lynch until nobody took her case. Even Cellino & Barnes wouldn't take their case. Lynch banged my gorlfriend... then he demanded $20 bucks from me! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trent is Unstoppable Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 Lynch banged my gorlfriend... then he demanded $20 bucks from me! Show me a picture of your gorlfriend then I will be able to truly judge. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BillsRUs Posted January 13, 2010 Share Posted January 13, 2010 I was at the local greasy spoon, with a hankering for the blue plate special. I had my eye on the parking lot, because the underground was abuzz with reports that Marshawn and his Billy-boys were in the vicinity, with mayhem on their minds. I'd been apprised of their modus. It was all mall, they said. But the underground was telling a different tale. The blogosphere was rife with tales of ML and his 'hood-billies skulking in isolated, out-of-the-way diners. I choked down some chicken as my eyes lingered on the lot. Then what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a phalanx of obnoxiously ostentatious Hummers and Escalades. I'm not the fool my mother raised me to be, so I quickly surmised the portent of all this polished chrome appearing at once in the parking lot of a nearly abandoned suburban strip mall. It could only mean "Marshawn"--and Marshawn meant "lynch." I knew Marshawn had a particular predisposition toward $20's, so I dug deep into my pocket. As he and his retinue burst through the door, I placed my $20 on the counter in self defense. Marshawn grinned that metalic grin as he hunkered down. Just a seat separated me from his stupefyingly ugly dread-locked, gap-toothed countenance. "Got any change?" he asked. "I need to use the phone. Batteries died." I looked up to see a patch of Blackberries, glowing in the hands of his henchmen. "All's I got is the $20." "That'll do. Thanks." And he was gone. I'm not the sentimental sort, but as I turned it over in my mind, something in me didn't mind being fleeced. Maybe it's because I'm a postal carrier. It's not much, but I've got my route. I'm first string on the 1900 block of McKinley. But what's Marshawn got? Second string now, & sinfully ugly; he's the baby they should have thrown out with the bathwater. The man's got nothing else. Probably can't even get any interest from the fat girls on Chippewa. But at least he can say he's got my $20. A sadder but a wiser man, I rose the 'morrow morn. Well done sir. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
papazoid Posted January 13, 2010 Author Share Posted January 13, 2010 Marshawn Lynch GIMME 20 DOLLARS Remix, Video I , put together by Buffalo Graffiti : just can't stop singing it....... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsMrOe-4jcA Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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