SL55/63/65/R230 AMG: Road Rage in my SL65!
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PRChris,
You never did finish your story as you had promised. What did the police officer who was writing you a ticket say when you knocked upon his window?
You never did finish your story as you had promised. What did the police officer who was writing you a ticket say when you knocked upon his window?
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Originally Posted by JackStraw
PRChris,
You never did finish your story as you had promised. What did the police officer who was writing you a ticket say when you knocked upon his window?
You never did finish your story as you had promised. What did the police officer who was writing you a ticket say when you knocked upon his window?
......The police officer told that she thing to get out of the car.... 
....Beat up that ****** like Ronnie King..... 
..For having some fake carp....... 
..and looking at the officer in a gay way...... 
....The End. 
.... 
..Oh wait to be continue, part 2 of the story PRChris in Jail.... ....
Last edited by SL BRABUS; Oct 19, 2004 at 11:05 PM.
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Originally Posted by JackStraw
PRChris,
You never did finish your story as you had promised. What did the police officer who was writing you a ticket say when you knocked upon his window?
You never did finish your story as you had promised. What did the police officer who was writing you a ticket say when you knocked upon his window?
As I stomp my Gucci boots back into the AMG, I try to calm myself down. I reach into my Hermes Birkin and clutch on to my Burberry teddy bear like there was no tomorrow. I took a quick glance into the vanity mirror, and notice my under-eye foundation smeared and my eyes so red, you would think I was in a Heatherette runway show.
I glance into the rear view mirror in horror as I see his patent leather Brooks Brother ‘Beyond Tacky Edition’ shoes creeping up to my Diamond Blue V12 Bi-Turbo. Not wanting him to notice fear, I immediately reach for my oversized Chloe to cover up my face.
“Here is your ticket, see you in court on the 13th of December” I hear as I watch his chappy unnourished lips through my jet-black frames.
“The 13th of December?” I ask.
“If you didn’t know, I do St. Barths in the winter,” I respond.
He totally ignores me, and hands me the ticket. Confused, I quickly go for the glove compartment, reach for my Dior Ski-Resort collection gloves, put them on and ****** the ticket out of his Nivea moisturized palms. He is in shock, as I pull up my one-touch windows and speed off.
I could hear the V12 BiTurbo echoing through the skyscraper-lined streets.
As I the navigation finalized out journey, I request valet. I was in a rush, so left my car parked out front waiting for it to be retrieved by valet. The generic-uniformed minimum wage security officer rudely requested that I patiently wait for the valet! “Wait?” He must not know who I am!
More frustrated than LVMH, when Alexander McQueen fled to Gucci group, I stormed out of the AMG. The security follows me through the entrance asking me to move my car, or it’ll be towed.
“Sweetheart, need I remind you that my good friend Hedi Slimane (Dior Homme) was in the building and he would not allow such a thing to happen.”
“Hedi Who?”
“The head designer of Dior Homme, douchebag” I respond.
We begin to argue, making a scene. He follows me some more, and I begin to lose it. I began to throw a hissy fit. The in-store associates, custodial workers and shoppers turn around in amazement as four letter words begin flying out of my Prada moisturized.
I point my Chanel manicured fingers at his dirty face, cursing, and tapping my Gucci’s, as jaws drop in amazement.
I was quickly whisked away by the management who kindly guided me to the fitting Dior room, and ensured that my Mercedes would be fine.
If it wasn’t for the therapeutic sensation of Haute Couture, I could have been thrown in *Gasp* jail that night without my Burberry Teddy!
Life is soooooo complicated!
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Jesus. Life is soooo hard. I was kind of hoping that they towed your bloody Mercedes away, and gave it to someone who may appreciate it for more than the chrome livery that adorns the car.
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Originally Posted by finally_retired
Jesus. Life is soooo hard. I was kind of hoping that they towed your bloody Mercedes away, and gave it to someone who may appreciate it for more than the chrome livery that adorns the car.
Here! Here! But I have a feeling he would have enjoyed being bent over in Jail!
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Originally Posted by Doctodd33
so is this person a he or a she?....im still not sure. Whatever it is, it is funny as *****.
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PRchris, since you are soooooo famous what is your name so I can google you.
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Originally Posted by PRChris
As I knock on the Chevy or Ford (What’s the difference?) windows of his police vehicle, he immediately got on his loud speaker and tells me to go back into my vehicle.
As I stomp my Gucci boots back into the AMG, I try to calm myself down. I reach into my Hermes Birkin and clutch on to my Burberry teddy bear like there was no tomorrow. I took a quick glance into the vanity mirror, and notice my under-eye foundation smeared and my eyes so red, you would think I was in a Heatherette runway show.
I glance into the rear view mirror in horror as I see his patent leather Brooks Brother ‘Beyond Tacky Edition’ shoes creeping up to my Diamond Blue V12 Bi-Turbo. Not wanting him to notice fear, I immediately reach for my oversized Chloe to cover up my face.
“Here is your ticket, see you in court on the 13th of December” I hear as I watch his chappy unnourished lips through my jet-black frames.
“The 13th of December?” I ask.
“If you didn’t know, I do St. Barths in the winter,” I respond.
He totally ignores me, and hands me the ticket. Confused, I quickly go for the glove compartment, reach for my Dior Ski-Resort collection gloves, put them on and ****** the ticket out of his Nivea moisturized palms. He is in shock, as I pull up my one-touch windows and speed off.
I could hear the V12 BiTurbo echoing through the skyscraper-lined streets.
As I the navigation finalized out journey, I request valet. I was in a rush, so left my car parked out front waiting for it to be retrieved by valet. The generic-uniformed minimum wage security officer rudely requested that I patiently wait for the valet! “Wait?” He must not know who I am!
More frustrated than LVMH, when Alexander McQueen fled to Gucci group, I stormed out of the AMG. The security follows me through the entrance asking me to move my car, or it’ll be towed.
“Sweetheart, need I remind you that my good friend Hedi Slimane (Dior Homme) was in the building and he would not allow such a thing to happen.”
“Hedi Who?”
“The head designer of Dior Homme, douchebag” I respond.
We begin to argue, making a scene. He follows me some more, and I begin to lose it. I began to throw a hissy fit. The in-store associates, custodial workers and shoppers turn around in amazement as four letter words begin flying out of my Prada moisturized.
I point my Chanel manicured fingers at his dirty face, cursing, and tapping my Gucci’s, as jaws drop in amazement.
I was quickly whisked away by the management who kindly guided me to the fitting Dior room, and ensured that my Mercedes would be fine.
If it wasn’t for the therapeutic sensation of Haute Couture, I could have been thrown in *Gasp* jail that night without my Burberry Teddy!
Life is soooooo complicated!
As I stomp my Gucci boots back into the AMG, I try to calm myself down. I reach into my Hermes Birkin and clutch on to my Burberry teddy bear like there was no tomorrow. I took a quick glance into the vanity mirror, and notice my under-eye foundation smeared and my eyes so red, you would think I was in a Heatherette runway show.
I glance into the rear view mirror in horror as I see his patent leather Brooks Brother ‘Beyond Tacky Edition’ shoes creeping up to my Diamond Blue V12 Bi-Turbo. Not wanting him to notice fear, I immediately reach for my oversized Chloe to cover up my face.
“Here is your ticket, see you in court on the 13th of December” I hear as I watch his chappy unnourished lips through my jet-black frames.
“The 13th of December?” I ask.
“If you didn’t know, I do St. Barths in the winter,” I respond.
He totally ignores me, and hands me the ticket. Confused, I quickly go for the glove compartment, reach for my Dior Ski-Resort collection gloves, put them on and ****** the ticket out of his Nivea moisturized palms. He is in shock, as I pull up my one-touch windows and speed off.
I could hear the V12 BiTurbo echoing through the skyscraper-lined streets.
As I the navigation finalized out journey, I request valet. I was in a rush, so left my car parked out front waiting for it to be retrieved by valet. The generic-uniformed minimum wage security officer rudely requested that I patiently wait for the valet! “Wait?” He must not know who I am!
More frustrated than LVMH, when Alexander McQueen fled to Gucci group, I stormed out of the AMG. The security follows me through the entrance asking me to move my car, or it’ll be towed.
“Sweetheart, need I remind you that my good friend Hedi Slimane (Dior Homme) was in the building and he would not allow such a thing to happen.”
“Hedi Who?”
“The head designer of Dior Homme, douchebag” I respond.
We begin to argue, making a scene. He follows me some more, and I begin to lose it. I began to throw a hissy fit. The in-store associates, custodial workers and shoppers turn around in amazement as four letter words begin flying out of my Prada moisturized.
I point my Chanel manicured fingers at his dirty face, cursing, and tapping my Gucci’s, as jaws drop in amazement.
I was quickly whisked away by the management who kindly guided me to the fitting Dior room, and ensured that my Mercedes would be fine.
If it wasn’t for the therapeutic sensation of Haute Couture, I could have been thrown in *Gasp* jail that night without my Burberry Teddy!
Life is soooooo complicated!
So enjoyable...! Thanks.
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I glance into the rear view mirror in horror as I see his patent leather Brooks Brother ‘Beyond Tacky Edition’ shoes creeping up to my Diamond Blue V12 Bi-Turbo.
We feel your pain!!
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Originally Posted by Kev04C320
There's no point to argue with this demented queen with syphillitic illusion of grandeur. S/he is always trying dodge my questions about his/her mental illnesses. Got it?
I'm a med student also, and could you elaborate on which type(s) it is(are)? (meningovasculitis, general paresis, or tabes dorsalis) If you forgot, general paresis is a loss of cortical neurons usually in frontal lobes, gliosis, proliferation of microglial cells, perivascular lymphocytes and plasma cells. Spirochetes, I think, are also formed. Now, I think I'm being paranoid like him/her. :S lolbtw, are u sure this is the right cause of the problem? It seems she would have lost some of her senses and have experienced some pain though...
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Originally Posted by PRChris
Help?
Sweetheart, the only help I've needed lately is the loading/unloading of my Louis Vuitton luggage into the Maybach.
Sweetheart, the only help I've needed lately is the loading/unloading of my Louis Vuitton luggage into the Maybach.
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Originally Posted by CarlssonCRS
why do you use cheapo armani casa sheets? rich people use pertasi.....
Thanks for your concern.
Ciao!
Last edited by PRChris; Oct 22, 2004 at 09:25 AM.
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Originally Posted by AMG FANATIC
LMAO, this is one of the funniest threads ever! Wait. I'll quickly go and hide my inferior C32 before PRhomo sees it. :p
Excuse me? It's Prince Christian III to you! Ugh, if my great grandfather heard this, he would be rolling around his marble grave.
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I'm off to Paris tomorrow, and I will be gone for a week. I will be very busy, so chatting with you all is out of the question.
Don't cry, you will be OKAY.
*Passes Emilio Pucci ‘Campanula’ print scarf*
It's okay; you can wipe your tears with it.
SL BRABUS, IngenereAMG, Doctodd33, dgussin1, S_kLaSse, JamE55, Andrew1316, MBAMGPWR, Chris 45971 And BklynBenz; I want you all to keep up with the postings and contact me VIA Vertu if my name should be brought up.
*Asks groomist to bring plastic wrapped Hermes baggage out of wardrobe corridor*
I'll tell my good friend Naomi (Campbell) all about my 'MBworld.org' Charity Babies!
Ciao!
Don't cry, you will be OKAY.
*Passes Emilio Pucci ‘Campanula’ print scarf*
It's okay; you can wipe your tears with it.
SL BRABUS, IngenereAMG, Doctodd33, dgussin1, S_kLaSse, JamE55, Andrew1316, MBAMGPWR, Chris 45971 And BklynBenz; I want you all to keep up with the postings and contact me VIA Vertu if my name should be brought up.
*Asks groomist to bring plastic wrapped Hermes baggage out of wardrobe corridor*
I'll tell my good friend Naomi (Campbell) all about my 'MBworld.org' Charity Babies!
Ciao!
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Originally Posted by PRChris
Sweetheart, when you're a favorite with the top designers such as Valentino, Giorgio Armani, Muiccia Prada, Donatella Versace, Karl Lagerfeld and John Galliano, they tend to send you a Maybach 62 load of free items by the day.
Thanks for your concern.
Ciao!
Thanks for your concern.
Ciao!
you rely on free handouts?? so you really arent that rich? just playing rich? hahaha
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Originally Posted by CarlssonCRS
you rely on free handouts?? so you really arent that rich? just playing rich? hahaha
That's what I was about to say... OR, he's the designers' boy-toy. Just like "tearing it up" in the SL65, they tear him up in another way...
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Oh my lost little babies. Where did I go wrong with you all?
*Rubs Prada moisturized chin*
When you're V.I.P. people send you things, as if we have control over it? You are reading too hard into it, hun.
Let's go over this again!
*Takes out Cartier pen and begins writing on Chanel Allure scented paper*
When you are rich and fabulous you (a) are invited to all the events (b) receive the best of the best from top designers. It's like advertisement. When people come to my tastefully decorated, yet over-the-top Central Park West condominium, Lake Como Italian villa or my Palace Gardens estate (London’s Billionaire’s row), the more they inquire. The more people inquire, the more revenue Armani and Versace bring in.
Did you get that?
*Return Cartier pen to diamond-cut storage box*
*Rubs Prada moisturized chin*
When you're V.I.P. people send you things, as if we have control over it? You are reading too hard into it, hun.
Let's go over this again!
*Takes out Cartier pen and begins writing on Chanel Allure scented paper*
When you are rich and fabulous you (a) are invited to all the events (b) receive the best of the best from top designers. It's like advertisement. When people come to my tastefully decorated, yet over-the-top Central Park West condominium, Lake Como Italian villa or my Palace Gardens estate (London’s Billionaire’s row), the more they inquire. The more people inquire, the more revenue Armani and Versace bring in.
Did you get that?
*Return Cartier pen to diamond-cut storage box*
Last edited by PRChris; Oct 22, 2004 at 08:26 PM.
