G. Zimmerman taken into custody after allegedly threatening wife (no charges filed)

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Not sure if serious . . . but let's start with the fact that he had his ass at HER parents' house.

They're currently separated . . . as in, living apart.

What the hell was he over there for?

This might sound familiar . . . HE WAS CLEARLY THE AGGRESSOR!

Better question is... why does this knucklehead think carrying a gun over to your separated wife's parent's house is a good idea?
 
She had sex with a black guy wearing a hoodie and eating skittles. Zimmerman found her smoking pot and demanded to know why she was doing such thuggish things. This is when Ms. Zimmerman broke down and told her husband about her infidelity to a black man named Martin Trevon. Upon hearing this Zimmerman could only think of the piercing roar by the savage Travyon Martin and his declaration of it "starting" before Zimmerman could end the beast's reign over man. Had it come true? What this what Travyon Martin had foretold?

Zimmerman didn't have much time on his hands. He knew the only way to save both the white establishment and his wife was to bring out The Colt, and banish Travyon's spirit from this mortal world forever, George had only destroyed Trayvon's vessel but his spirit had infected thousands. He knew what he had to do but he did not relish in the thought of putting his own wife down. Ms. Zimmerman continued her story about how she felt her body being taken over by a benevolent spirit and wrapped her arms around George, her tears streaming onto his shoulders. George placed one hand around her and held her closely. "I know it's not your fault" he said as tears became to roll down his own face.

In his other hand he held the gun that was to purge the spirit out of Ms. Zimmerman. She tensed up, the Travyon demon seed that was now in her knew what George was trying to do and pushed away from him. "You will NOT take this vessel from me Geroge!" the demon spoke from Ms. Zimmerman, and she bolted out the room. George began to give chase only to feel a throbbing from the back of his head, he placed his hand where the throbbing was coming from and felt a warm liquid; it was blood. His old wound had reopened, "It truly is him" George muttered.

Holy shit :jnc
 
Not surprised at all. Given how he got off on murder, hailed as a hero by millions, and saved those people from that car accident, GZ is probably on cloud nine in terms of ego and arrogance. He probably think nothing can touch him. He feels invincible.
 
So he gained weight to appear more sympathetic lol?

Is this true?
He only had the weight and grown out hair for the trial. Considering how fast he gained and lost both, it's pretty obvious that it was to play up the softie on the defense angle. Considering some of the juror remarks after, it worked perfectly.
 
Not sure if serious . . . but let's start with the fact that he had his ass at HER parents' house.

They're currently separated . . . as in, living apart.

What the hell was he over there for?

This might sound familiar . . . HE WAS CLEARLY THE AGGRESSOR!

What if he is now a neighborhood watch guy at her parent's neighborhood?

What if there was a suspicious black kid eating Skittles down the block?

What if a couple of guys who were up to no good started making trouble in his neighborhood?

Stop pre-judging the man, dammit!
 
She had sex with a black guy wearing a hoodie and eating skittles. Zimmerman found her smoking pot and demanded to know why she was doing such thuggish things. This is when Ms. Zimmerman broke down and told her husband about her infidelity to a black man named Martin Trevon. Upon hearing this Zimmerman could only think of the piercing roar by the savage Travyon Martin and his declaration of it "starting" before Zimmerman could end the beast's reign over man. Had it come true? What this what Travyon Martin had foretold?

Zimmerman didn't have much time on his hands. He knew the only way to save both the white establishment and his wife was to bring out The Colt, and banish Travyon's spirit from this mortal world forever, George had only destroyed Trayvon's vessel but his spirit had infected thousands. He knew what he had to do but he did not relish in the thought of putting his own wife down. Ms. Zimmerman continued her story about how she felt her body being taken over by a benevolent spirit and wrapped her arms around George, her tears streaming onto his shoulders. George placed one hand around her and held her closely. "I know it's not your fault" he said as tears became to roll down his own face.

In his other hand he held the gun that was to purge the spirit out of Ms. Zimmerman. She tensed up, the Travyon demon seed that was now in her knew what George was trying to do and pushed away from him. "You will NOT take this vessel from me Geroge!" the demon spoke from Ms. Zimmerman, and she bolted out the room. George began to give chase only to feel a throbbing from the back of his head, he placed his hand where the throbbing was coming from and felt a warm liquid; it was blood. His old wound had reopened, "It truly is him" George muttered.

Zimmerman fanfic? now i've seen erything
 
She had sex with a black guy wearing a hoodie and eating skittles. Zimmerman found her smoking pot and demanded to know why she was doing such thuggish things. This is when Ms. Zimmerman broke down and told her husband about her infidelity to a black man named Martin Trevon. Upon hearing this Zimmerman could only think of the piercing roar by the savage Travyon Martin and his declaration of it "starting" before Zimmerman could end the beast's reign over man. Had it come true? What this what Travyon Martin had foretold?

Zimmerman didn't have much time on his hands. He knew the only way to save both the white establishment and his wife was to bring out The Colt, and banish Travyon's spirit from this mortal world forever, George had only destroyed Trayvon's vessel but his spirit had infected thousands. He knew what he had to do but he did not relish in the thought of putting his own wife down. Ms. Zimmerman continued her story about how she felt her body being taken over by a benevolent spirit and wrapped her arms around George, her tears streaming onto his shoulders. George placed one hand around her and held her closely. "I know it's not your fault" he said as tears became to roll down his own face.

In his other hand he held the gun that was to purge the spirit out of Ms. Zimmerman. She tensed up, the Travyon demon seed that was now in her knew what George was trying to do and pushed away from him. "You will NOT take this vessel from me Geroge!" the demon spoke from Ms. Zimmerman, and she bolted out the room. George began to give chase only to feel a throbbing from the back of his head, he placed his hand where the throbbing was coming from and felt a warm liquid; it was blood. His old wound had reopened, "It truly is him" George muttered.
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Operation Caliphate is at hand!
 
She had sex with a black guy wearing a hoodie and eating skittles. Zimmerman found her smoking pot and demanded to know why she was doing such thuggish things. This is when Ms. Zimmerman broke down and told her husband about her infidelity to a black man named Martin Trevon. Upon hearing this Zimmerman could only think of the piercing roar by the savage Travyon Martin and his declaration of it "starting" before Zimmerman could end the beast's reign over man. Had it come true? What this what Travyon Martin had foretold?

Zimmerman didn't have much time on his hands. He knew the only way to save both the white establishment and his wife was to bring out The Colt, and banish Travyon's spirit from this mortal world forever, George had only destroyed Trayvon's vessel but his spirit had infected thousands. He knew what he had to do but he did not relish in the thought of putting his own wife down. Ms. Zimmerman continued her story about how she felt her body being taken over by a benevolent spirit and wrapped her arms around George, her tears streaming onto his shoulders. George placed one hand around her and held her closely. "I know it's not your fault" he said as tears became to roll down his own face.

In his other hand he held the gun that was to purge the spirit out of Ms. Zimmerman. She tensed up, the Travyon demon seed that was now in her knew what George was trying to do and pushed away from him. "You will NOT take this vessel from me Geroge!" the demon spoke from Ms. Zimmerman, and she bolted out the room. George began to give chase only to feel a throbbing from the back of his head, he placed his hand where the throbbing was coming from and felt a warm liquid; it was blood. His old wound had reopened, "It truly is him" George muttered.

I am dying rn holy shit
 
She had sex with a black guy wearing a hoodie and eating skittles. Zimmerman found her smoking pot and demanded to know why she was doing such thuggish things. This is when Ms. Zimmerman broke down and told her husband about her infidelity to a black man named Martin Trevon. Upon hearing this Zimmerman could only think of the piercing roar by the savage Travyon Martin and his declaration of it "starting" before Zimmerman could end the beast's reign over man. Had it come true? What this what Travyon Martin had foretold?

Zimmerman didn't have much time on his hands. He knew the only way to save both the white establishment and his wife was to bring out The Colt, and banish Travyon's spirit from this mortal world forever, George had only destroyed Trayvon's vessel but his spirit had infected thousands. He knew what he had to do but he did not relish in the thought of putting his own wife down. Ms. Zimmerman continued her story about how she felt her body being taken over by a benevolent spirit and wrapped her arms around George, her tears streaming onto his shoulders. George placed one hand around her and held her closely. "I know it's not your fault" he said as tears became to roll down his own face.

In his other hand he held the gun that was to purge the spirit out of Ms. Zimmerman. She tensed up, the Travyon demon seed that was now in her knew what George was trying to do and pushed away from him. "You will NOT take this vessel from me Geroge!" the demon spoke from Ms. Zimmerman, and she bolted out the room. George began to give chase only to feel a throbbing from the back of his head, he placed his hand where the throbbing was coming from and felt a warm liquid; it was blood. His old wound had reopened, "It truly is him" George muttered.

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She had sex with a black guy wearing a hoodie and eating skittles. Zimmerman found her smoking pot and demanded to know why she was doing such thuggish things. This is when Ms. Zimmerman broke down and told her husband about her infidelity to a black man named Martin Trevon. Upon hearing this Zimmerman could only think of the piercing roar by the savage Travyon Martin and his declaration of it "starting" before Zimmerman could end the beast's reign over man. Had it come true? What this what Travyon Martin had foretold?

Zimmerman didn't have much time on his hands. He knew the only way to save both the white establishment and his wife was to bring out The Colt, and banish Travyon's spirit from this mortal world forever, George had only destroyed Trayvon's vessel but his spirit had infected thousands. He knew what he had to do but he did not relish in the thought of putting his own wife down. Ms. Zimmerman continued her story about how she felt her body being taken over by a benevolent spirit and wrapped her arms around George, her tears streaming onto his shoulders. George placed one hand around her and held her closely. "I know it's not your fault" he said as tears became to roll down his own face.

In his other hand he held the gun that was to purge the spirit out of Ms. Zimmerman. She tensed up, the Travyon demon seed that was now in her knew what George was trying to do and pushed away from him. "You will NOT take this vessel from me Geroge!" the demon spoke from Ms. Zimmerman, and she bolted out the room. George began to give chase only to feel a throbbing from the back of his head, he placed his hand where the throbbing was coming from and felt a warm liquid; it was blood. His old wound had reopened, "It truly is him" George muttered.

deep within the dungeons of the white house, o'bama's light skinned palms wrapped around the black seeing stone. his hands tensed as he felt a strange energy.

he opened his dull, bloodshot eyes, and his lips curled back in a nubian smirk. purple smoke of the holy weed issued forth.

"he rises"
 
deep within the dungeons of the white house, o'bama's light skinned palms wrapped around the black seeing stone. his hands tensed as he felt a strange energy.

he opened his dull, bloodshot eyes, and his lips curled back in a nubian smirk. purple smoke of the holy weed issued forth.

"he rises"
Lmao
 
Zimmerman is clearly an undercover agent for the warmongers Barack Obama and John Kerry, who committed this act to distract the public from Syria.
 
deep within the dungeons of the white house, o'bama's light skinned palms wrapped around the black seeing stone. his hands tensed as he felt a strange energy.

he opened his dull, bloodshot eyes, and his lips curled back in a nubian smirk. purple smoke of the holy weed issued forth.

"he rises"

I feel like this is a better time than any for you to post your excellent prequel.
 
operation caliphate rises from the ashes...

Whatever are you referring to? Operative Morris Chestnut added her to his Facebook as a complete random occurrence. Those pictures ended up going to Zimmerman's yahoo account by mistake. An innocent mistake...
 
She had sex with a black guy wearing a hoodie and eating skittles. Zimmerman found her smoking pot and demanded to know why she was doing such thuggish things. This is when Ms. Zimmerman broke down and told her husband about her infidelity to a black man named Martin Trevon. Upon hearing this Zimmerman could only think of the piercing roar by the savage Travyon Martin and his declaration of it "starting" before Zimmerman could end the beast's reign over man. Had it come true? What this what Travyon Martin had foretold?

Zimmerman didn't have much time on his hands. He knew the only way to save both the white establishment and his wife was to bring out The Colt, and banish Travyon's spirit from this mortal world forever, George had only destroyed Trayvon's vessel but his spirit had infected thousands. He knew what he had to do but he did not relish in the thought of putting his own wife down. Ms. Zimmerman continued her story about how she felt her body being taken over by a benevolent spirit and wrapped her arms around George, her tears streaming onto his shoulders. George placed one hand around her and held her closely. "I know it's not your fault" he said as tears became to roll down his own face.

In his other hand he held the gun that was to purge the spirit out of Ms. Zimmerman. She tensed up, the Travyon demon seed that was now in her knew what George was trying to do and pushed away from him. "You will NOT take this vessel from me Geroge!" the demon spoke from Ms. Zimmerman, and she bolted out the room. George began to give chase only to feel a throbbing from the back of his head, he placed his hand where the throbbing was coming from and felt a warm liquid; it was blood. His old wound had reopened, "It truly is him" George muttered.

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From Breaking News on Twitter, citing AP:

Police: George Zimmerman hasn't been arrested; officers at house trying to determine what happened - @AP

http://bigstory.ap.org/article/fla-police-called-george-zimmerman

LAKE MARY, Fla. (AP) — George Zimmerman's estranged wife called police officers to her father's house in Florida Monday, saying the former neighborhood watch volunteer who was acquitted of murder threatened her with a gun.

Shellie Zimmerman called police shortly after 2 p.m. Monday, said Lake Mary Police Chief Steve Bracknell.

Zimmerman hasn't been arrested and officers were at the house trying to determine what happened, Bracknell said.

"We've only heard one side of the story so far," Bracknell said.
 
She had sex with a black guy wearing a hoodie and eating skittles. Zimmerman found her smoking pot and demanded to know why she was doing such thuggish things. This is when Ms. Zimmerman broke down and told her husband about her infidelity to a black man named Martin Trevon. Upon hearing this Zimmerman could only think of the piercing roar by the savage Travyon Martin and his declaration of it "starting" before Zimmerman could end the beast's reign over man. Had it come true? What this what Travyon Martin had foretold?

Zimmerman didn't have much time on his hands. He knew the only way to save both the white establishment and his wife was to bring out The Colt, and banish Travyon's spirit from this mortal world forever, George had only destroyed Trayvon's vessel but his spirit had infected thousands. He knew what he had to do but he did not relish in the thought of putting his own wife down. Ms. Zimmerman continued her story about how she felt her body being taken over by a benevolent spirit and wrapped her arms around George, her tears streaming onto his shoulders. George placed one hand around her and held her closely. "I know it's not your fault" he said as tears became to roll down his own face.

In his other hand he held the gun that was to purge the spirit out of Ms. Zimmerman. She tensed up, the Travyon demon seed that was now in her knew what George was trying to do and pushed away from him. "You will NOT take this vessel from me Geroge!" the demon spoke from Ms. Zimmerman, and she bolted out the room. George began to give chase only to feel a throbbing from the back of his head, he placed his hand where the throbbing was coming from and felt a warm liquid; it was blood. His old wound had reopened, "It truly is him" George muttered.

You never disappoint.

Oscar worthy.
 
I feel like this is a better time than any for you to post your excellent prequel.

i got ya covered

After being beaten to the ground by Towering Black Football Player Trayvon Martin, Zimmerman reluctantly pulls the trigger in self-defense. Martin falls back and lets loose a mighty African laugh. "So it begins!" he cries (translated from thug language).

The transponder on his wrist contacts the White House, where Operation Caliphate sits waiting.

"Your majesty," cries an aide (likely homosexual), "Agent Martin, codenamed Fire of Allah, has completed his mission!"

Imam Hussein Obama clasps his hands and smirks, a "jazz cigarette" in his mouth. "And now the honkies will pay."
 
Is it possible he feels guilty over Trayvon and is actively seeking a way to land his ass in jail? Either that or he's just not very bright at all. Dude should be living like an angel; it's hardly been any time since he was acquitted. If he has to ever face a jury again he's totally fucked.
 
Not sure if serious . . . but let's start with the fact that he had his ass at HER parents' house.

They're currently separated . . . as in, living apart.

What the hell was he over there for?

This might sound familiar . . . HE WAS CLEARLY THE AGGRESSOR!

Ok lol. Case closed!
 
Had a gun and was making threats? Was it out of it's holster? If so, he's already going to be jailed for taking it out when not in his own property without proper cause.
If that is not the case then the gun was in his holster and the article is sensationalism.
 
This is going to be a hard sale for self defense no concert around I don't think, I do see some trees in the live feed that could work.
 
Deep within the frozen jungles of Nordexico, Jarl-God Frodulichlti trembled in his throne in the great pyramid hall. His brow furrowed. Black smoke like the raven's feathers rose in the north-east-west-south.

A Viking messenger in jaguar skins burst into the hall.

"O Lord of the Sun and the Moon!" he cried. "Our enemy has returned. The foul spirit has taken on new rainment in the flesh. He seeks vengeance against our most noble son."

Frodulichlti stood up. He was mighty and tall for a Nordexican, at 17 hands, and his black hair was stark against his fair skin.

"Prepare the war axes, saddle the llamas," he ordered. "The White-Hispanics go to war."
 
She had sex with a black guy wearing a hoodie and eating skittles. Zimmerman found her smoking pot and demanded to know why she was doing such thuggish things. This is when Ms. Zimmerman broke down and told her husband about her infidelity to a black man named Martin Trevon. Upon hearing this Zimmerman could only think of the piercing roar by the savage Travyon Martin and his declaration of it "starting" before Zimmerman could end the beast's reign over man. Had it come true? What this what Travyon Martin had foretold?

Zimmerman didn't have much time on his hands. He knew the only way to save both the white establishment and his wife was to bring out The Colt, and banish Travyon's spirit from this mortal world forever, George had only destroyed Trayvon's vessel but his spirit had infected thousands. He knew what he had to do but he did not relish in the thought of putting his own wife down. Ms. Zimmerman continued her story about how she felt her body being taken over by a benevolent spirit and wrapped her arms around George, her tears streaming onto his shoulders. George placed one hand around her and held her closely. "I know it's not your fault" he said as tears became to roll down his own face.

In his other hand he held the gun that was to purge the spirit out of Ms. Zimmerman. She tensed up, the Travyon demon seed that was now in her knew what George was trying to do and pushed away from him. "You will NOT take this vessel from me Geroge!" the demon spoke from Ms. Zimmerman, and she bolted out the room. George began to give chase only to feel a throbbing from the back of his head, he placed his hand where the throbbing was coming from and felt a warm liquid; it was blood. His old wound had reopened, "It truly is him" George muttered.

God damn, fuckin' BEAUTIFUL.
 
Shellie's version of events:

Zimmerman pulled a knife on [Shellie] today after she discovered a firearm in the house they shared. He then pulled a gun on his wife and her father after a verbal altercation.
 
deep within the dungeons of the white house, o'bama's light skinned palms wrapped around the black seeing stone. his hands tensed as he felt a strange energy.

he opened his dull, bloodshot eyes, and his lips curled back in a nubian smirk. purple smoke of the holy weed issued forth.

"he rises"

lmao
lmao
 
Shellie Zimmerman just shot herself in the foot.

I don't know how much the rest of you know about American gun-lovin' culture (I'm an expert), but honor and shame are huge parts of it. It's not like it is in pussy liberal circles where you can become successful by being an asshole. If you screw someone over in RED AMMURICAH, you bring shame to yourself, and the only way to get rid of that shame is to shoot another black kid in a hoodie.

What this means is the American media, after hearing about this, is going to try and criminalize Zimmerman to distract us from Barack HUSSEIN NObama's failures as Dictator-in-Chief. This is HUGE. You can laugh all you want, but Zimmerman's lying wife wants to distract us meat-and-potato eating Americans with this move.

Shellie Zimmerman, publicly apologize and drop all charges against our American hero or you can kiss your ass goodbye.
 
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