If You Put That Picture On The Internet I'll Call My Lawyer

[accadacca]

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2005/2473047860_07b7be6cc9.jpg

Great story. Jackass. :lol8: :lol8: :lol8:

[quote]This guy was on the corner of Stockton and Columbus in San Francisco yelling at a homeless man. Anger, conflict, drama

[JP]

Priceless :roflol: :roflol: :roflol:

[DiscGo]

Great story.


I saw this on DIGG earlier but there was so much traffic that it had the site shut down when I checked on it. Reading the story makes more sense.

[Rev. Coyote]

Note the Bluetooth device. Sure sign of a self-important dickhead.

[Teleken]

Sweet. I work in customer service for a mail order company and people love to say "I'll call my lawyer." over our shipping charge ($5). Right if you bitch about $5 you don't have a lawyer. Sorry pal that threat was old in 1912.

This guy has tool written all over him. In San Fran no less sheesh..

[FROGGER]

Note the Bluetooth device. Sure sign of a self-important dickhead.

Bluetool device...

[R]

See that ring on his finger? 100% chance he is married to a vacuous trophy wife. They can't stand each other.

[Rev. Coyote]

See that ring on his finger? 100% chance he is married to a vacuous trophy wife. They can't stand each other.

Vacuous is an excellent word choice!

The greaser hair-do belies a wannabe mobster. A phony Vinny if you will. A career real estate agent. Drives a 'vette. All this, of course, trying to forget the horrible things Father Flannagan did to him in an all-boy Catholic school back east.

Distant self-absorbed mother, father who beat him...

Then there's that uncle, the one who made Fourth of July picnics a source of horrible lurid memories.

Sheesh. Now I feel sorry for this guy.

[Sombeech]

I think there's another story to this picture

[scoutabout]

This reminds of an experience I had a few weeks ago. I walked into a Fedex-Kinkos in Palm Beach, Florida. I was on the phone talking some bidness. I walked to the back and sat down in the laptop section between two other people. After about a minute, the guy to my left started telling me that this was supposed to be a "library environment" to which I responded that he's mistaken. Then he tells me to move my phone to my other ear so I can't take pictures of him with my camera phone. I let him know what I thought of his fragile mental state.

[Rev. Coyote]

This reminds of an experience I had a few weeks ago. I walked into a Fedex-Kinkos in Palm Beach, Florida. I was on the phone talking some bidness. I walked to the back and sat down in the laptop section between two other people. After about a minute, the guy to my left started telling me that this was supposed to be a "library environment" to which I responded that he's mistaken.

Polite people use their cell phones outside or away from others.


Then he tells me to move my phone to my other ear so I can't take pictures of him with my camera phone.

THAT however is crazy! Was he seeing black helicopters in the distance?

[denaliguide]

damn paparazzi!!!

[Wasatch Rebel]

This guy was on the corner of Stockton and Columbus in San Francisco yelling at a homeless man.

I couldn't help but wonder what he was yelling at the homeless man for. Any idea?

[parrothead_madness]

See that ring on his finger? 100% chance he is married to a vacuous trophy wife. They can't stand each other.

Vacuous is an excellent word choice!

The greaser hair-do belies a wannabe mobster. A phony Vinny if you will. A career real estate agent. Drives a 'vette. All this, of course, trying to forget the horrible things Father Flannagan did to him in an all-boy Catholic school back east.

Distant self-absorbed mother, father who beat him...

Then there's that uncle, the one who made Fourth of July picnics a source of horrible lurid memories.

Sheesh. Now I feel sorry for this guy.

Ha! I hate to admit it, but Rev Coyote has this guy nailed!
He and the trophy wife deserve each other. I'm sure he gave her herpes too. :roflol: