Heh heh he heh Firecrotch?
You want to stay away from redheads man.....fuckin' A.

I'm surprised that's not genetically encoded in all men by now.

I suppose some guys do like abuse, but still.......

oh woe.
oh woe.

dear troubled soul.
where have you put - your red mug of happiness
in this hole
in that hole

where is the whole
we never were.

( consider the boxes acquired, jimmoi )

Import drags this Friday, my headers should arrive before then with enough time left to install.

That would suck if they get here late Thursday, leaving me only Thursday night to install. The install should take around five hours.....work Friday might be fun.

Hopefully I'll have them tomorrow after work. I might be calling in sick Wednesday.


I'll need every scrap of power if I hope to win anything Friday.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ; <-- byproduct of absolute boredome

what a bunch of maroons

I have always been more fond of:
"I am not an alcoholic - - - I am a dedicated drinker."

Wharg.

Sleep is over rated.

Bizzare...

i am sitting at my new desk...it is wierd, this is the place i will be living for the next two months...it is like an apartment...in fact, it is an apartment that i share with four other guys...i haven't met my other roommates yet...only one moved in, but i think he went away for a week or so...

Roundtable pizza is good...
so is mint chocolate chip ice cream

old people piss me off...one almost backed into me today, even after kristen and i were yelling at her to stop, and i was beeping the horn... kristen had to roll down her window and start yelling at her to stop...and even then the old woman kept backing for a couple more seconds...

this is why old people should not be allowed to drive.

the people who live in my old place are indian or muslim...or something from the far east.

"tza" all over the tables...nice touch :)

don't bother calling me for a day or two, they haven't switched my phone over yet...bizaaa...

my old RA is a NAZI...at least i'm convinced so.

its a subway club...it has all types of meat.


ROCK THE jOE!

Hey ; is there going to be a jimmy day today ?... if so, call my house or come and get me; if I am welcome to come, that is:;;:;

Indeed; Perhaps it is about time I share a little story with you all. Once upon a time there was a man who had an unspoken name. THe End ...

I wish I could think of something more to say, however, it is the case that I don't beleive in originality beyond the superficial; We are all just posers in another mans dream \; we are all just dreamers in another mans bed,.. this may be the story without which there is no end;; or some bothersom thing like that...

I like that tattoo idea, James. If done right, that would be cool as hell.......I see only one problem with it:

You're kind of a pansy.
Or maybe lightweight would be a better term.

I'm not trying to insult you, I'm just saying....it would take some serious balls to go and get that on your chest and I don't think you've got 'em.
I would do it, but that really just isn't my style. Plus, you'd never see it through the hair.
I admit, you have, on occasion, surprised me with your testicular fortitude, but I'm just saying you're not the tattoo type.
If there is such a thing.

Unless you get it really small....


Either way, it'll never happen.

and now for more on being stupid... my brain is best described as a pointless bit of gray fart material:;:; whatever that means UGH WhARG etc

Fuck you Dr. Feelgood

( dances to twelve monkies soundtrack ) - thats right bitches it came in. and oh my oh my oh my, talk about a background dilly - it almost makes me want to play poker. HOWEVER - it seems I am cancelling poker this weekend ( you could show up but uh - I probably wont be there ) - dooba dooba doo - one of the silly reasons that I am not avidly up-and-at'em about being happy is, I've realised IM A REALLY BIG ASS when Im in a good mood. I just generally tend to be more-of-an-ass than I am. My feet stink. BOY OH BOY do they god-damned well stink, I worked a lot today at work, feeding papaya boxes - heavy - oi oi oi , saw Jesse ( JESSE SHOULD POST SOME BOX-FACTORY RELATED STORIES ON THE BOARD ) - in fact, I will tell him that. Foreman was getting desperate to the point that " volenteer work " for this weekend actually came to me - they were still looking for people after me when I told them to go fuck off, I've already got 20 hours overtime, I dont need 32. So guess what - Jesse will probaly get mandatory overtime - hope he didnt have plans. I feel like a blowjob at the moment, and that is odd because normally I dont exactly feel all that sexual - but damnit, I could damn well go for some head-bobbing excitement. Hum. Continuing on - I got a great idea for the board and might work on it this sunday - if not next weekend - if not sometime when I get the chance. Hooo doggies. It will be somewhat like the last layout but ... well -- you'll see. Where the hell is zach-o? EVEN MIKE IS BACK, that crazy psychotic looney-bin drug-popping foon, oh shit - I kept it bold all this time? ITS STILL BOLD?! - and Jeff is posting and Jimmoi is posting. Hmm. Maybe zacho is dead. but anywhey - whey? whey whey, curds and whey - drink'em down miss muffet - I try to hit birds when I pass them on the road but they are too quick and they fly out of the way and I say : " DAMNIT " to myself and continue going 88 miles per hour in a thirty five mile per hour zone. Im dancing again. Boom da da boom da da boom da da boom - my feet really stink - but that is life when you work at a box factory - the house is empty and I think I will have to play pornography really loud and open my windows so that all the old ladies who walk by with doggies who shit in my yard will pass by the house and hear : " OH YEAH FUCK ME IN THE ASS< OH YEAH I LOVE YOUR FAT COCK UUUUUNNNGG " - and maybe they'll mention me in the OHHA MEETING - which stands for Oakview Heights ( where I live ) House Association and well, MEETING stands for MEETING - and they'll say " WE DONT WANT THAT PORNO BOY IN THE NEIGHBOORHOOD " and they'll try to boot me out but I'll be like " TZA MOTHA FUKKAAAAAAAAS " - and speaking of tza I might get TZA|AZT tatooed on my chest - but the second Z would be backwards so that if you look at it in the mirror it would be the same. who rains trout? fuck off - dancin dancin. that is all.

WITH SEXY RESULTS

Yesterday was, it's safe to say, the
Return of the Slugs

Indeed.


And the triumphant return of "The Most Vile Thing Imaginable" will be a day remembered in the annals of history. Or, with the NAMBLA connection, would that be the anals of history?

Hehehe.

Bravo.

---

The Most Vile Thing Imaginable [2002] Part 1

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Yes folks, that's right, its the "Most Vile Thing Imaginable [2002]"! I know you've missed it, so i've decided to bring it back. After all, fun and debaucery was had by all last year. Who can forget Judge Judy's duet with LFO, or big fat Target Woman, or Limp Bizket (don't really know, or care, if i'm spelling that right). It put people at edge with each other, such as the Unions|Anti-Unions debacle that took place for a time...

Yes yes, it is time once again for the "Most Vile Thing Imaginable - [2002]!

So now, without further ado, i present our first entry:

--[ Our first entry for the Most Vile Thing Imaginable was first presented to me in a popular cartoon. It was a funny episode, and i thought it was making fun of a topic by making up a special group that wanted nothing more than to do vile and nasty things to a certain sect of people. I though, "haha" that's funny, because it was...I never realized though, that there truly was such an organization, until for gist of it, i decided to see if it really existed...

and i found that it did. So i present to you, a truly real and serious Most Vile Thing Imaginable [2002]: NAMBLA.

---

Yes, that's right, I said NAMBLA...where some of you might have heard of them on SouthPark...at least that's where i had heard of them...

Apparently, they are real, and were strong and receiving much charity back in the eighties, and early to mid nineties, until several people opposed them, and showed in court that NAMBLA was receiving tax-payer money from shadow nonprofit organizations...

creepy no?

They no longer exist at their old website, but then again, it isn't too hard to make a new one, is it? and so after some investigation by a good friend of mine who has recently retired from weather broadcasting...the one, the only: Harry Wappler.



That's right, good ol' Harry's back to investigate this NAMBLA nonsense...and investigate he did...
He has already provided us with NAMBLA's new website URL:
http://www.nambla1.de/
Now we can all see how evil NAMBLA is - plus if they have a guestbook, we can fill it full of really really mean things to say...
hey free speech works in two directions my friends..

(i didn't hyperlink that site for two reasons, one i couldn't remember how - and if anyone can remember how to make links, please re-inform me, and two, i didn't want to actually make it seem like we are offering people a free access to NAMBLA, as that would be morally wrong, no?)

In fact, look at this poor young boy, not realizing the ass-raping that he's in for...



According to Harry, youths like these have flocked to NAMBLA from the Catholic Church, guiled into believing that Man-Boy Love means that there will be people there to care and watch over them...

yeah...watch over their asses perhaps...

We must be wary my friends, of this new evil...of this new VILE evil that has arising from the depths and ghettos of human sexuality...

Yes - be wary indeed...because this is only the beginning...

---

Now, as with last year, I am not the only one who can enter entries into the Most Vile Thing Imaginable contest...
some of our best came from others, like Mr. Jimmoi himself...
so i leave it to you all now.

and remember...when in doubt:
rock the jOe!

[Addendum]

(I think as part of the solution, i will start posting as i had in times before...which includes photo-off... just had a thought about that, that's all...)

You know what's disgusting...is when you are doing work, you turn-around to get something, and you see your roommate asleep, wearing only boxers...and boxers that aren't...covering all of the territory.

I think i will now slip into blindness...at least after i take my final exam...

I want my own bedroom...my god, is that so much to ask for...

guh. i will now study in quiet desperation.

Yes yes...sorry about not having the photo war...

Three reasons for why photo war has not taken place yet:

1) This is Finales week for me, and my last finale is today, after today i plan on doing lots of fun stuff - such as Photo-Off, Putting together all the movies onto a VCD-which may still take a good deal of time, and various other things (of which i am not ruling out masterbation...cause really, can we ever rule that out :)

2) My "borrowed" version of Adobe Photoshop that i "borrowed" from Limewire, stopped working-expired serial number, is what it said...
so i need to get a new serial number, then i can start "fixing" all those photo's i have.

3) My database of photos is down quite a bit, since they are all stored on my old computer's hard drive...which means that james, you and i are back on even until i scan these pictures into my new computer...

Yessir,...one i get my photos together, coupled with free time...i'm gonna post lots and lots, and it will be a new golden age for the board...

probably once we get rid of this crappy background...

my suggestion would be to go back to the old background, or something more like it, (you know, the very first one)...i didn't care much for the extra links and snazzy frames...it was all frosting on a crappy, mud-cake....

i preferred when the board was simple, and that little green slug and strange little man pointing to it was what i looked at as i read quality posts...

bring the old template back, and maybe we'll see a return to the old order....

yes, that is my hope

in other news...jimmoi is coming up here for a day or two...funzo...
we film stuff maybe even...who knows...if anyone wants to join him, call him and ask...
not too many people though, cause this room is already cramped with that stupid thing that sleeps here everyday...

oh well, that will soon be over,thankfully.

lets see...
oh, and yeah, jimmoi and i suck at Starcraft...i haven't played in awhile, and i suspect he hasn't much either...and we got our asses kicked when we teamed up against ONE terran opponent...

i mean c'mon...that's horrid....seriously horrid.

anyway, i should go now and study for my cognitive psych crap...yeeesssir...

so in conclusion, i have two things to say:

1) Bring back the very first template

2) rock the jOe!

fuck it, lets go bowling

so get this - Im getting bored and agitated with the monotony of my life - and am actually thinking about going out and doing something somewhere - with me driving ( gasp ) oh my jesus, you say. oh my jesus, you think. and oh my jesus, who would have thought I would avidly drive anywhere. chroist-cakes. but I digress. wait, how can one digress from digression itself, with no direction or designated place to go - one cannot stray from their path or get lost - being that there is no designation in which to make that possible. with that in mind - we come to my next little bit of information that may be of interest to you folk. I might be " cancelling " poker this weekend - a work buddy of mine is having a wedding reception on saturday and has invited me, and he has tried to get me to go to a bunch of " party-like " things and I have always put him off, so I am considering saying ' hey, not this week ' merely because of the habitual pattern we've all fallen into which consists of poker every saturday night. I dont know. things are all running around in meaningless circles trying to tell me that there is some subtle meaning to everything. I have recently stumbled upon the realization that I know nothing about anyone - that for each and every individual associate I know I have mere compiled databases on ' what they would do in such an event ' or ' what they have done in such an event ' - I dont care for any of you. I dont even waste my time getting to know you. All the whole lot of you are, are mere knee-jerk reactions in which I monitor and attempt to avoid being kicked from. But asides from that - sometimes you really brighten my day and make me laugh. I have a eerie sinking feeling that I might be bi-polar, merely because of my " explination of why I avoid happiness " - but much to my philosophies - FUCK MENTAL DISEASE and FUCK MEDICATION. and so we continue on. I feel like burning a hole into something - I dont know, Im starting to become active and not apathetic - ( why couldnt I be this way in highschool? ) - the things that piss me off are starting to piss me off to the point that Im going to try and do something about it. and yet, continuing on. Steven has his neat-o PDA, and it is my belief that the only reason that Steven is going to California is because of that PDA. You see - I have come upon the concept that he is going to CA to hook his PDA up to a solar panel and have it manifest FOOD - because the PDA being so awesome, I do not have a doubt in my mind that it cannot manifest food from solar energy. Just think of it " I feel like a hamburger " and you plug it in on a sunny day and sure you may get a turkerybuger or a veganburger but its the thought that counts you know. Then again it could just be that he's running to some woman who treats him well and is good in bed. Hey hey. Moving on - Should I run off with steven to the tatoo-parlour and get " TZA | AZT " tatoo'd on my chest? Hmmmmmmmm. Wouldnt that be a trip eh. so that even if I looked in a mirror - there it would be, reguardless. Hum de dum - shoobie-do-whop.

WITH SEXY RESULTS

where is zach-o?
jimmoi is back and zach-o is gone.
and why hasnt jeff started the photo-war?
why am I so lonely.

oh. speaking of lonliness.
you'll never guess who Im going to ask out on a date.




hee hee.

I think I have gotten pretty far along the do nothing line...... Because of my recent diagnoses as schizo I will be unemployable for at least a year and a half, that means free money and free time for at least a year and a half.. and still I can't get past wondering if my keyboard is just a new kind of enemy.. I sit here thinking about this "being" thing and I can't help but realise how much more I like life than the idea of being something important. Lets face it, important people must be miserable, me, I am not important and being that "being unimportant" makes me a happy person... ugh; someone go figure -+|- ohh yeah;; something interesting is "I believe in GOD" wild ehh ?.

Well put, Jimmi.

"barnesandnoble'd," that's great.

And remember, nice guys finish last.

My comment about one more year would have been fun wasn't really referring to wanting to be in Bethel any longer for academic reasons...

i mean geez...i suppose i could'a taken advanced pottery like everyone else,

nor was it necessarily about trying to get a more climatic ending, nor a "worth-while" ending.


I think it was more that i feel i graduated too early, as is evidence by the fact that most of the people i decided to spend my time around were my juniors. It wasn't that i couldn't befriend many seniors, because i actuallly did. Rather, i just dedin't see myself as being...complete around them...

just thinking. It

I think perhaps, i just didn't want to graduate yet. There are times when things happen to you, and when you happen to things...
graduation happened to me,

and i realize that many say, "i wasn't ready for gradutation" but in my statement, i don't feel in company with them...

i have my reasons, which i am having trouble gathering at the moment...

so i won't try any more for the time being...

however, i will say one last thing in my defense...

I find it intersted that the person to mention something about this, was the same who spent a considerable amount of time at the high school when it wasn't necessary, but out of the enjoyment of it...

and also from the same person who spent more time in there due to choosing not to follow the doctrines (and by mentioning that, i should say that that was not meant in any berrating way.)

now if you'll excuse me, this browser window is acting up, so if it looks like this post is messed up...that's why.

" it would have been fun to been in one more year... "

to this statement I sort of laugh, because to add that extra year doesnt make the end any more climatic or " worth while " - in fact, it is just dead-time. Most things in life are dead-time. I'm becoming bothered with how much dead-time there is in my life and Im going to try and stamp it out. Im going to do this by going out places and doing things.

I dont know anymore... I dont know.

okay today I I just wanted to check and see what was on the board. I was hoping that there would be more talk of this BBQ action. I can see that I was wrong, ohh well. Mike _ + + out

yeah...just had to test this out, cause i wasn't sure if it would work or not...

if it does...then awesome awesome--
trying out new browser...pretty boring eh--that and studying stats...you have no idea how boring that is.

what BBQ ?... it sounds like a time to be had by all :; Some recent news on my end of the spectrum is " patient number 1 <-- me " will not be able to work normally for at least a year.. apparently I have gone and gotten all schizo, or at least that is what the doctors tell me... I only know one thing, I have gained 20 lbs over the last few months ..YES I HAVE NOW GOT A BELLY !! whoo IT IS SOFT AND SQUISHY .. yumm

damnit.
all i can think of is how-much my life would be much-more easier in the event that I had a 600$ PDA much like steven. and now all I can think about is buying one. son - of - a - bitch.

WHARGH.

one more page in the blog... Or is it on the blog ?.. if it is, get it off..
So now what will the madman do ?.. I guess if you ask me "being the subject of this end of the question" I will say.. I am going to get free money from the state.. and then I plan on creating all types of visual pollution.. drawings and scribbles and attempts at painting.. I just want to create something worth keeping as obviously I don't see myself as such a thing...my soul for food to eat... Isn't that just how it goes ?..

Mwahahah...

I have spent the last two days avoid an annoyance...

though not because i can't handle her, rather for a different reason..

i have something that she needs to study for an exam...

funny thing is though, she had some of the notes i needed for the last exam, but her bitch-ass kept forgetting to give me them until the very end... even after i gave her the notes she was missing from certain days...

--basically, she was manipulative and deceitful...
that doesn't work this time

i am having the time of my life on this one..

in other news...i will probably work some on thursday jimmoi, just to get more hours for my last paycheck in two weeks, but you can still come up...

maybe you can even help me move into the new dorm place i will be staying in...depends if the other residents have packed up and left or not by thursday...we'll see

--
yeah, last monday of public education...doesn't it just make you smile? i remember mine...it was wonderful-and depressingly anti-climatic...
it would have been fun to been in one more year...

surprising...isn't it.

moonbeams.

hahaha !! !!! !! it works !! good for it.....

hey hey;;;; Mike Rigney as being myself is, or maybe I am not, but at any rate currently I have found my way back to the blogger... and in good time I suppose..
News about ME... After attempting suicide and losing my mind I wound up in a mental hospital, there I found out something interesting ... I am schizophrenic.. who knew ?... anyway lets see how this works

I'd just like to say one thing:

I don't consider myself to have enemies...
and as such, I also do not set out to make them. In fact, i at times go out of my way to give benefits of doubt, and overall avoid making enemies or having people generally turn into them...

however, over time i have also learned to adapt and not be walked over...thus, if you mess with me, don't expect me to be kind after a certain amount of time.

Someone is learning that slowly as we speak. She is from california...she leaves condoms just laying in the trash for me to see...she uses my refridgerator and blankets, even after i have told her not to...even after i have been nice and helpful to her...
...even after i have helped her in general...

but she doens't realize what it means to give me my space- and now she will learn...because i will only sit back and be patient for so long...and then...
as some of the people here will remember, i will snap-sometimes unexpectantly to the observer...and i am not pleasant and i will have the retribution that appeases me.

---

so poker is $50 dollars huh? hmm, maybe one of these days, hopefully before jimmy leaves, i'll come down and play...if not, i'll film...i'm thinking of making documentaries and other such things--i have become quite the amateur film afficiando in recent weeks--not that i'm knowledgeable, just highly interested.

Late.r

I have to work tonight.
what the bloody fuck.

everyone is on my case about how " Oh you'll have 20 hours over time, thats good money " - and Im like " IM NOT WORKING FOR THE GOD-DAMNED MONEY "

total, that is 420.48 in overtime money.

fuckers.

I just got the cd " SPACE " in the mail.
my god - I love this cd.

*raises glass* - here is to tomorrow.

Damn.

Slow day on the board...

Jimmi ... do you want me to get the margarita mix, or are you going to? Either way, I'm gonna need some damn margaritas this weekend.

I dont know.
I thought of Jimmoi.

So I got a new phone, right....

Nice phone, little Motorola.
This is actually my fourth Motorola cell phone, the other three being district equipment (how the first two died is another story altogether), this one being personal.

It came with, and I kid you not, the gayest carrying case on the face of the planet.
Now, I don't mean "gay" as in "happy," I mean "gay" as in "not funny ha-ha, funny queer."

Mmm-Hmm.

Fuck me.

Anyway.....

I think I'll go sharpen a lawnmower blade to kill a guy with.
Mmm-Hmm.

problem -

it seems as if I am now working this friday. which means this " barbeque " thing will be " starting " at 4.30 instead of noon. god damned work.

No, I didn't go to the DMV......once I found out that you seriously wanted it, I decided perhaps there would be greater entertainment value in fucking with you. As it turned out, your responses have not been as amusing as was hoped.

I am, however, open to suggestions as to what I should get......perhaps BIG TZA?

Not sure.

People might read that as "big teaser"
Not exactly what I'm looking for.
But not entirely bad, either.


Anyhoo.....11 more days. If you think the students are the ones keeping count the most anxiously, I'm afraid not. Right now most teacher's mental health seems to hinge on the fact that they have less than three weeks left. More than once I've heard a teacher say "I think I might make it...." with that twitchy sort of look that just screams "unbalanced."

Of course, there are some teachers who keep a running count from the first day in September, right from day 180 on down. These are the ones you really wonder about, they seem to enjoy teaching, but dislike children.

Either way, the summer is much anticipated, by all involved.

a few things before I skuttle off to work -

1. chips come in tomorrow ( dances dances )

2. jimmoi wasnt suppose to say anything really about a " party "

3. bradbury - in the event you did get around to the dmv - dont show me the plate, being that I dont to see it and I dont necissarily want to put into action the backlash that would happen if I did - also, please do not inform me of such - either.

4. it seems michael will be in for this weekend ( pokerwise ) - ooglies.

5. as for the party thing - this weekend Im not necissarily having a party in-as-much as if you want to come over and have hamburgers and food and watch movies and dink around it's all good. It'll start at noon on saturday and end sometime close to nine or ten - being as thats when the big money starts flying and the players need 1. quiet 2. people not hovering over their hands and 3. alcohol is invovled. However - in the event you wish to stay over you could ask and I could see what I can do - dont plan on it tho. And just to re-assure everyone ( mostly Aaron in the event he considers coming ) - I already have hamburgers and buns and so on and so forth and do plan to buy more. In fact - Im hungry for them right now. Personally - I dont expect anyone to show up - being as I havent planned this out in any real light, but if you do show up. happy funzo day, you can see the chips and eat food. if you want anything special ( large ribs ... ) bring'em yourself, alls I got is hamburgers. yum. yum.

6. I dont know really.

7. I found a problem with the board, instead of chronological order it was going first - first, last - last. that threw me off.

Random conclusions thoughts, all being reasoning. No endings or beginnings to sayings, phrases, or worlds in mind. Nothing for anyone to know understand or have a truth in life/hope in. All times just fucked up in their own periodical being. Reasoning no longer needed to be there.

Anger, happiness abound in all corners. People seemingly mad-eyes follow into shadows… lurking finding nothing but everything. Times change.

Older, remaining beings that just sit and stare. Eyes widely open shut as they stare. No mind to see, to hear, to read, to touch, to know, to feel.

Ignorance in it’s truest and finest form. Children running, playing - life is beautiful. Hearts proud in life as insects crawl, create confusion as everything amasses around us in one whole thing.

Beings, things, animals… mindless blobs without head, tail, or wing. Evil things lurking in daylight hours. Right behind you, smell you, breath you, are you. Sleep in waste, children crying in the day/night. Cracked skin, aged face, eyes glazed over as worm in death eat them while they sleep.

Laughing, crying, dying, lying, living your life. Everywhere, life is beautiful.

…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

A voiceless speech. Two tones ring in my ears from one. Dazzling my mind’s eye at this thing. Thoughts inducing, confusing. Living, loving life. No hunger here, no soulless thing. Nightmares may show their face, but they can cause no harm, cause no scares to appear and tear one in two. Living, loving life. Things we wish not to see, wish not to know, are.

A voice with two tones. All pain, and all joy. No language does this voice speak into one’s ears, but a singing rhythm that can cause pain to some for unknown reasons. To others it is a distraction to what is going on, or an annoyance that hurts ears. To others yet, it is a soothing thing, bringing about sleep, or lets thoughts drift off into a voidless state of mind and being. To some, it merely brings a calm.

For the one who has the two tones, it is a way to release and be all these things and more. A language that one does not understand, where it came from or what it is that comes out from lips and mind to pour over, out, into others’ ears.

Do you, can you, have you… heard the two tones in that one singing/speaking voice?

~Tarwyn

looks like I gotta move to a different state then.

Now, I'm not trying to insult anyone, and I mean no disrespect,

but

That pie was fucking nasty

That fucking thing took foul to a new level.

Wharg.

Oh, and James:
TZA
will be mine.
Indeed.

You'd better get your ass to the DMV quick on Monday.

Unless you think you can convince me to go with something else.....

damn you steven.
oh - and I would just like to point something out -
when uploading images via the " upload file " option - already placed there is :
/home/loose-slugs/www/ - all you need to do is type in images/ - so it looks like this :
/home/loose-slugs/www/images/

it would save me plenty of organizational pains.
again - ( top ten reasons why you dont play steven in blackjack )

Hot damn.

That will be sweet.

go here

type in the tracking number : 1ZV5E0620300292692

hoo - doggies.

I said "mean" or "bitchy" or "not caring".
You said "not caring". Hence my statement was true.

I have many more things to say...
but, I don't really feel like saying them. It's pointless.
For the record, I've been dealing with something else that has made me in an upset mood lately
and this isn't what's upset me, but this other thing has influenced the mood of my posts.
Don't mock-sympathy me for this or comment on this last statement.

Nice try Raven. :D
but my mom passionately hates the military.

If you don't like California, then don't go visit it.
They have enough water and energy shortages as it is; they don't need dumbfuck tourists who hate California wasting
it as well.

If ya don't care about something, then why do you rant about it?
It's another fucking contradiction..

Every single post you write, you have to point out that you're "mean" or "bitchy" or that "you don't care".
That is possibly the most annoying and funny thing ever.
Annoying for obvious reasons. Funny cuz instead of being mean or bitchy or not caring,
you have to tell everyone that you are.

This hereby reaffirms a statement I've made many times: I hate girls.

oh yeah...the little shit IS graduating, huh....

for those of you who don't know--i hate my brother...

for those of you who have gotten to "know" him...don't trust him...he is a lying, deceitful, and disrespectful little ass-bitch, and i strongly warn you all not to trust him for anything...

sure he may seem funny and charming or whatever, but that's the manipulative part. if you only knew his views on women, parenting, life, fill in the blanks, you'd realize...

believe me, he has put my family and especially my mom through serious shit...

so just as a forwarning bonnie...i wouldn't believe everything that comes out of ass-master's mouth.
--or Larry's...oh my god...james and i both knew him back in the day, and believe me...he is a nuisance that i will squash in my free time.

anyway, just had to write that for now...

when is graduation, a weekend or weekday...i may go for it and drag james after all...be fun...we'll sit in the uppermost bleachers and talk and i'll pray that some sharpshooter takes out my brother--all in good fun mind you

siblings suck.

I was done with this. But then the anti-states/pro-states argument turned into an attack on Chrissie.
That's not fucking right. We have an argument because we all have our differences and arguments are fun, etc etc, but holding it against someone like that?
Well that shows the maturity of a 9th grader.

Unfortunately, 5 years is a long time.
but not really compared to over 2/3 of my life that I spent living in southern states (Washington being the only northern state
I've lived in).
All the 5 years I've spent here, Washingtonians have dissed all of the other 5 states I've lived in. It makes me kind of vengeful.. like hey Washington kids, you've never been to Georgia or Texas so don't tell me what sucks ass about it. (This isn't directed towards anyone on here but rather to the people who have never been to either places but insist that "Texans wear cowboy hats and talk in rhymes" etc etc).

Bradbury targeted me cuz I was in highschool.. so that was directed towards him..

Generalizing habits? What do you mean by this? Shall I name specific instances/statistics that would explain why I
prefer California over Washington?
The number one reason why I hate Washington is that I don't fare well in cold weather. I spend the entire months of
December and January with either the flu or fever. I hate explaining that to people because everyone gives me advice
for combating the cold. Don't give me advice. Most everyone I know can't tolerate heat yet it doesn't really faze me.
The number two reason is that I like beaches and cities, not mountains and uh.. smaller cities.
There are more, but to "generalize" there isn't anything in Washington here for me.

I'd be living in California right now if it weren't for my dad feeling the EXACT same way you do (and a lot of other people
do.) That is why I'm so angry and uh immature and superficial and pissed to hell about this topic. His arguments are the
same as yours. Then he turns around and bitches to me how much Washington sucks; we wouldn't be here if
it weren't for him.
You said that Californians were rude and were only nice at Disneyland.. that would be sitting and bitching about Californians.

Maturity of someone in 9th grade eh?
You don't give a fuck about Californians yet you must complain how mean they all are.
and speaking of generalizing.. saying how mean they all are would be a prime example of that.
Condescending bastards grate on my nerves.

yeah--the archives work cause i republished them onto this template...

graduating from bethel huh? you must be relieved that you don't have to go to bethel high school anymore...

i'd even go if i had nothing to do, and it was on a weekend....

hehe, and i'd drag james, cause that's what i ALWAYS do, and i'd videotape it, cause i'm big into videotaping.

which reminds me, if anyone wants a copy of "The Bethel Slayer" i'll put it on VCD which works on DVD players and computers...

that's all for now, cause i'm kinda busy with stuff

Is graduation at the Tacoma Dome again?

I think I would like to attend....maybe I can get tickets elsewhere.

If not, it would be great of you to get them.

holey chroist - cakes.
if you havent noticed, the archives actually WORK

So I know I was wrong calling it a desert.
The arid plains of eastern Washington and the Columbia Basin are referred to as a "Shrub-Steppe," and are actually very rich in both flora and fauna. A true desert is devoid of most life. There are actually a few true deserts in Cali. Washington, in comparison, has one of the only non-tropical rainforests in existence.

As far as "superficial" goes, I was commenting on how you only listed leisure activities that seem to involve groups of people. You didn't mention that there is plenty of shit to do here in western Washington.
Mainly I meant your reasons were superficial or shallow because you didn't take into account things like cost of living, job availability and wages, and the general stress of living in a place. All things your average angst-filled high school student would fail to realize.

However, that having been said: To each their own.
Your reason for wanting to live in a place may be part of the reason why I wouldn't, and vice versa. I avoid cities, whereas you seem to be centered on the city-dweller's way of life.

So....you're wrong.

As am I.

I'm completely aware of the "desert" on the other side of the mountains. But I live here.
The joke is still told on the East coast. My uncle called the other day and told it. Ya I know he's lame.
Kent smells, as does Mt Vernon area. :D It was the only thing I could come up to counteract the pollution argument.
And everyone who comes to visit me can only say one thing about Washington: this place smells.
I'm all for there being only spring and summer, and I'm not fond of Christmas trees.

It doesn't really make a difference whether I'm still in highschool. The difference is that I've only lived in Washington
for 5 years starting June 1.
I get targeted cuz I'm still in high school yet you tell me to move somewhere else. Bradbury, I can't
do both: I'm either in highschool or I run off to California.


You guys sit and bitch about Californians "stealing your energy" and "crowding your freeways", and whatever the hell
evil that Californians do. It's just right for someone who isn't paranoid about this shit to counteract.

You're saying my reasons to like California are superficial. That's laughable considering Cali is
the most superficial place on earth.

I'm just really sick of people going "how could anyone possibly like California?" yet I'm sitting here thinking "how could
anyone possibly like Washington?" We have different tastes-- end of story.

It didn't enhance the damage-control counteroffensive when The Associated Press reported on May 21: "There is an element of politics to the administration's warnings, officials acknowledged." Or when, on the same day, The Globe and Mail informed Canadians: "White House officials told reporters that the blunt warnings issued yesterday and Sunday do not reflect a dramatic increase in threatening information but rather a desire to fend off criticism from the Democrats."

I know how you all enjoy my links.
so I put a ' quote ' from the link.
heh. great stuff.

Okay first off - that whole "last one out, turn off the lights" thing is from the 1970s when Boeing lost a shitload of contracts and laid everybody off. That caused this giant job vacuum and everybody left. That joke really doesn't apply anymore, as the Puget sound (specifically the I-5 corridor) is one of the fastest growing places in the country.

Secondly - Jeff, don’t hold back, tell us how you really feel.......heh.

Thirdly - Washington doesn't smell, that's just Tacoma/North Pierce county. The rest of the state is usually fairly pleasant.

Fourth - okay fuck the numbering thing....

If you want hot weather, we happen to have this big fucking desert right on the other side of the mountains. Or were you unaware of that?

Not that I'm picking sides over which state is better....it's just that a lot of the reasons given suck.

In fact, most of them are really very superficial....and very biased towards the view of someone who is still in fucking high school. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Basically, if you don't like it here ... be like Steven and go somewhere else.
[nothing of that was directed at Steven. His reasons were very sound]

I used to live in Cali before I lived here.
So technically I may be considered one of those "stupid bitches" that were sent up here.
Or not..

Ack! Her opinions of the Industrial Revolution are terrifying. :(
Last year, we spent quite a deal of time in school learning about the IR.
and Every Fucking Puyallup "Punk" seemed to know "everything" about the child labor laws.
Morons..

Right now i don't have time to make a really good rebuttal post to that whole Washington sucks, california is better...

though i will...and it will be fun...

for the time being, i will say that california sucks, without saying that washington is better.

do you know why california sucks...because they send all their stupid bitches up here...

you know, maybe you all are right in a sense...you are seeing washington in transition...it is turning into fucking california because they send dem bitches up here...

oooh, hold on, i'll find a picture...oh yes, because this is Prime Bitch Number 1...

"Lookee me...i like to stay in jeff's room even though i don't own it, and leave all my condoms all over the trash can and leave my shit in jeff's room...oh if only i knew that sometimes jeff throws my shit out the window, them maybe i wouldn't do it anymore"

It is especially because of her and her fellow cali-sluts that i hate california...as well as that whole energy drain problem...but ahh, enough of that for now...

I think i will do some more bitching about her first...her name is Crystal...just so i have a name to give to the face...

actually, her name is Crystal Beverly Tam...hehe, in case anyone late one night feels like having fun and finding the whore online to mess with...

or hell, i'm sure you can find her on a street corner...i wouldn't be surprised if she ends up there in a couple of years...

Number one current reason why i hate her: she uses my fucking stuff! i tell her not to...so she doesn't...for awhile...

Last major reason why i hated her and did not talk to her: She thought that child labor ended WITH the Industrial Revolution, and that during the Industrial Revolution, everybody got rich, and that Machines took over the work that the little kids had to perform...

--yes...i know...let it sink in...just let it sink in before your mind slowly begins to bulge and teeter on exploding..., or caving in...

she bitches about relationships and wanting one and having a serious one and asks everyone she runs into about them...and then she acts like an expert on it...
she wants TWO serious relationships at once when she can't handle one...and she's a whore...
get's drunk, acts like a bitch, splits friendships nearly...

i hate her...

i hate her...

...i think i'm going insane...

fuck....


...her...

she writes stuff that she thinks is unique on her AIM SN profile like, "life is a game, play hard ball." WTFF!!?!?

she makes me doubt everything i know about the intellegence of people...
she takes MY fucking discipline (psych) and starts acting like she knows everything...

i...

want...
her...


to....be...
killed...

by...
being...eaten...fuckin.... alive...

by..


jOe's...family...and his dogs...

i never hated college life. until now.


and you all wonder why a couple of weeks ago i snapped and began to REALLY hate california--more than before anyway.

before it was tolerable...but not after something as dumbshit as that piece of walking....comes from there to here...hehe, maybe they kicked her out of the state...

y'know, all of michael's crap that he shitted out--and used all of OUR crap-ass-wiping paper, was still worth more conversational-wise then her...

so in closing...


i hate her...and i'm not fond of california right now...

--believe you me, i know the fallacies of my argument and posts,

There are many reasons to live in Cali and not to live here.
1. Cities
California has Los Angeles, Sacramento, San Diego, San Francisco..
Washington has Seattle which isn't nearly as big as the 4 listed above
There is a joke on the East coast about Seattle: "Last one to leave, turn out the lights" (i'm not saying this is a funny joke.. I'm just saying that there is one..
it basically means that Seattle is a dead town with nothing to do there..)
2. Weather
California is sunny and mildly hot
I have spent entire summers in Washington with pants on and the heat turned up
3. Concerts
When bands go on tour, they mostly don't play past San Francisco (that's changed a little bit within the last few years.. but generally Cali does get
all the shows)
4. Beaches
Washington's sucks, Cali's are worth while
5. Amusement parks
Cali's got Disneyland and Knott's Berry Farm, etc etc. Washington has the New and Improved Wild Waves/Enchanted Park/whatever-it's-called!!
6. Last thing
California may have its pollution but Washington really, really smells.

Happy Birthday Zach!!
<3 Kissie

Bradbury.. email me those pics like ya said: summerland311@aol.com

We need to get the Ask site up...

Of course, that would require initiative and/or drive.

Both qualities we seem to, as a group, be lacking.

So maybe we'll think about discussing it next weekend sometime.......

Camping......Supreme Funzo.

I assume you've all heard the term jury rig, or Gerry rig?

Well, then.

This is a very good example.

Heh heh.

Yep.

Quite the little trip we had there.

Could it be? Yes! It's ... TARGET MAN!!!

Or was it Captain Target?
I think we used both.
Either way.


Beanie Babies? WTF?
I knew you Puyallup people were strange....

I went to Emerald Ridge HS on Wednesday, and I realized something quite disturbing:
My school has display cases of beanie babies with the tags left on. what the hell.

Yeah, okay that just sucked...

oh well, there goes shortcuts eh?

So...after talking with jimmoi, it would seem that we are camping...funzo...

and we may even bring the behemoth along to make a movie...

funzo.--possibly.

what else...oh yeah...

onto bigger and more important topics.

Version I of "The Bethel Slayer" is finally complete and i will be burning it to VCD for all those who have DVD players, it should work on your systems...should . Mind you i haven't fully tested this technology and so it is subject to some possible failures. That's okay. I'll bring plenty of blank CD's and test run it at james' house, more than likely.

Version I is different from what some of you may have seen. It is designed in mind of those poor souls who were forced to work at Target.

Version II will be available shortly thereafter, which will be more like the original...only you'll actually be able to hear the soundtrack, and there will be AWESOME things like...oooh fades, and ooooh, wipes...and oooooh, colored titling...
yes my friends, i broke my wallet on this hear project.

if i decide to...i may even release a Version III, a tribute to ideas i got from Fight Club...but we'll see...

'sides...it looks cool in that movie, but i don't know if it would work in this one.--you all have no idea what i'm talking about.

--man, i am soo into this whole movie making thing...

anyway...

here is some footage from Version I: The Bethel Slayer [Target Edition]

First we have here one of the main stars of the show, Steven Pierson. He was quite useful for stunts...which helped to liven up our little movie.
Kudos Steve.



And of course, what would our movie be without a crazy killer on this loose eh? Check this picture out...isn't it scary?


...but a mystery abounds...
just who is...

THIS MAN?!?!

Wow, you must all be dying to see my grand movie now eh? eh?

yeah, that's what i thought.

Test Post

I just wanted to see if this would really post on loos=
e-slugs.  If it does, then yay...yet another avenue to explore later...=




Okay, that is all for now...



No wait...might as well try this:



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Yeah, if that works, then cool...and I’ll explain picture later.



Bye.

Yes...

about camping...

what is the deal with camping anyway...

as far as i know, we aren't going to ocean shores...and that is the info i got from mr. collins himself.

so then i take it we are doing fort lewis...and i don't even expect that to follow through, because more than likely that base will be like on ultra high security...

damn you osama...you had to go fuck with my fun didntcha?!? i bet he's from california.

so then, if not fort lewis, is there somewhere else that someone hasn't told me about.

as i was telling mr. collins...if he doesn't come up with anything, then we are making a movie, and this time i am actually serious...we need to...

it'll be good...

of course, in truth it will suck...it will suck hardcore...but oh well, what other things that we do don't suck in retrospect? i mean really, c'mon...

---

anyway, i don't know when i'll be down there. I'll talk to mr. collins about it tomorrow. it will probably be later, sometime after five or six...which means i might need a ride. If that isn't possible...then i won't be down till saturday...

and then i have to go home midday monday, since i have to get back for classes...guh...college, sapping strength away...sapping resources...

so yes...
that's that i suppose...

this post sucks worse than mr. jimmy's post...

--and yes, second star wars was better than phantom menace. much better by comparison...though i find it funny that once again jar jar fucks up by giving palpatine the power...way to go stupid little ebonic speaking freak...
oh well...

i need to see it in theatre cause i saw it off of computer, and it was a bootleg version...

okay...

yes...

and when i get down there, i must show you...you being whoever cares, the new and improved "The Bethel Slayer"...

yes...
okay,
now i'm leaving.

Man, you are a dumbass.
Take a guess as to which one of these I meant (hint: the one I was using has nothing to do with The Godfather or Apocalypse Now).

One last thing: Learn the english language. At least use spell check.

Fuck.

That's better....

I'd have gotten rid of that puke-green bullshit a lot sooner.


Been a funzo week around BSD.

So far a third of the district administrators have quit (or been fired), my boss included. All that, and still a month of school left. Rumors of more to come.

The pro mice are really quite nice. They've proved very reliable so far, with one exception. If you twirl them around by the cable, they fail in a matter of hours. At $53 each, that teacher won't be letting the kids do that again.


This is how you get past the copy protection that the record companies spent millions to develop. Use a 50 cent black felt tip marker to black out the outer data track on copy-protected disks.

Now if that isn't funny as hell, I don't know what is.

heh.

ahem...

okay, so whether or not you all like it...and i have a feeling that the majority of you actually don't or won't care...

i put up a better temporary sell-out template for loose-slugs, because that last one, for some reason or another, just would not work and it was pissing me off because i could not read it unless i highlighted the text.

Surprisingly enough, james has forced me to squeeze a couple of moments out of my time to actually do that, to supply a better template.

maybe the problem was just on my computer...who knows, but now at least i can read the posts when i go to loose-slugs.com and for that i will take any flak.

it really is a hideous color...

hideous...
oh we have hit rock bottom.

--on other news, i have an optic apple pro mouse now...its spiffy

so I had to work a usual 12 hour shift today.
ran into jesse.
two new guys I was working with ask : " so thats your pal? "
I say " yeah "
they say " you referred him too, what happened to that other guy you referred? "
I say " he quit "
one of the new guys says : " quit? he was on the easy side. "
I say " I know "
They say " this one gonna make you look bad too? "
I say " I damn well hope not, and dont expect him to.
He's stubborn. People push'em around, he'll probably push back. "

and so it goes. I bought mechanical animals a bit ago ( I was thinking of golfish, in fact - i bought goldfish too )
its an ok album. something that definately grows on you tho. at first I didnt like it - but then when songs were stuck in my head, I enjoyed it much. anywho, im going to take a shower and go to sleep.

James^-2, you'll actually have to show up to graduate, let alone do some work.
NMA?
I'd have figured you for a member of NAMBLA....After all, 50,000 Catholic priests can't be wrong.

"Moby is getting more ass than a toilet seat."
~The New York Post's Richard Johnson

I walked away with 25$ total.
eghck.

Ah hah. ah hah. ah hah. Click here.

ok - so after looking at how everyone else's posts come out I have decided to give up my pagebreaks and hitting enter when Im suppose to - and instead, just throw out a whole clutter of text in one big row and it should come out all nice and blockish - not stringy like my posts usually are. So this will be one paragraph ...

and this will be another - so OST FUTURE BLUES just came in ( great stuff ) - and now Im searching to buy the DVD - it seems that I ( or michael under my name ) posted - and last night sometime I do not recall I'm guessing TARWYN called my cell phone being as that I called whom-ever it was back and then got some lady who I had woken up. I hope she gets in trouble. The silly thing is the dialogue. here it is as follows :

ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring
someone picks up the phone.

ME: ok, so who are you?
HER: ... who are you?
ME: well, you called me just a bit ago.
HER: no I did not.
( it is here that I kind of get irritated. I hit "dial back" on my phone, the god-damned call came from that house )
ME: Ok - then would there be anyone in your household who would have called me at this hour?
HER: Excuse me, that is kind of personal.
ME: Umm, well is there another phone in which someone else who could have called me in your home could call me from asides the one that your on?
HER: I dont think Im gonna ( blah blah blah - I wasnt listening to her )
ME: Ok. Um, well, sorry for waking you up in the event I did.
HER: Is this Michael?
ME: What?
HER: Is this Michael?
ME: Um . . . . . No.
HER: ( something that I forgot )


and that is that. some conversation. the person left a voicemail of just laughing. personally - I thought waking her mother up was much more fun than just leaving a voicemail. but moving on - my plastic cards should come in, and ive been talking to people at work about " setting up a poker game " - which will be mucho grande fun with work buddies. today was a chamberlain day - ALL DAY - 10200 SPEED - WITH TWO PEOPLE - so I dont know if I am going to make it to sharis tonight, merely because Im going to be damn sore to the extent that I dont want to bother with moving to get to my car. heh.

Jives out to Future Blues OST

also - ( jesse? ) considering buying the entire set of TRIGUN - but dont know if I should take the gamble on it. I put my neck out for cowboy bebop and was very much pleased - so what's your synopsis on trigun? I have a lot of reel big fish cds now - and im using this all as filler space to make it look like I have something important to say. You know what? I think I need a blow-job. We'll see what we can do about that.

oh.
and 1. I'd like to see jimmoi and napster go at a post war because 2. Im going to attack Jeff - merely because I know he's going to be coming up with something to try and get me, coming soon. That rat-eating bastard.

;)

woooo betel slayer!! woooo, heeee, Me and napster had the greatest idea, get Napter Mr.R Possibly jimmy-james-or someone who can be captured and be noticed around school and I meeting in the entrance of the gym, and proclaming brutal death to the other, then wiping out Light sabors and dueling to the death. This would cause so much commoshen that securty would show up, once that happens we each shout off some kind of promis that the other shall die soon enough, and then run in seprate directions, THEY CANT CATCH US ALL!!!! ... well... tate works at the highschool now.... so there is a 75% capture rate, for each of us that is. I still have one of Jeffs lightsabors so, Napster or Mr go to a dollor store and get one!! well practice at lunch on moves and stuff :) why am i posting this you might ask, well... simply so i could get some people to give some ideas on how we should do this, James? andy? Jeff? Jimmy?

On nother note, whata bout that paintball thing jimmy, i take it no zacho jimmyo goodby-hello reunion aint gunna happen ? :( oh well :(
((((( By mike! i reloged onto my username, and it still posted it under Mud...))) BAH!!

bored bored bored, i think ill go back to my com and play some morrowind, wheeeeeeeee

And rember DYING IS THE BEST PART OF A WELL BALLANCED BRAKEFAST!!

Hmm...

This is good ol' jEFF here just trying something out on blogger....

I would be posting more frequently, but that damn template background, board...whatever you want to call it, is distracting to me, and i don't like it...

that, and a certain program i have that i use to upload files to my webspace is not working and i have lots i want to share...

like the finished SPECIAL EDITION of THE BETHEL SLAYER...

yes that's right, the movie i talked about finshing last year is finally finished now...

well i need a soundtrack to play over jOe's crappy acting...but whatever...its mostly finished...

...all on iMovie 2...though i wish i had Final Cut Pro 3...that would have been sweet...

still, this will do, and has done beautifully...

that is all for now...this post was merely a test, and if it works...i will have found something really fun.

Ok, so the crazy thing is right - I picked up over almost TWENTY THOUSAND SHEETS!
thats 1 9 9 9 7 more than THREE.

and andy has informed jeff that he wont be making it to camping.
because someone is a childish asshole.

eh, =shrug=

this - my wonderful boys and girls - is why I refer to you all as associates.
because personally, I dont care you do as long as it doesnt taint on my name or disrespect those who associate with me.
other than that, pfwee.

Rigney was so not with us Friday.

When we bought our Jones....he was ahead of me in line.
Doing pretty good, compared to when we were in Shari's.
The checker rings it up, says "97 cents." He grabs the jones, hands her two pennies, and walks of saying something about the universe again, just as nonchalant as can be. That was priceless, the look on her face was worth way more than the 95 cents it cost me to cover him.

half way home I turned off my radio to see if I could hear it.
I should explain :

on friday we had Michael David Rigney with us.
however, he was not with us.

And he asked me very clearly :

Do you hear that?

I asked him, in response :

Hear what, Mike?

my emphasis on " what " - and mentioning his name were obvious tells of my concern, but I do not think he picked up on them. Or anything else, for that matter.

He responded with : Exactly.

And that got me to thinking.

About how I use to be, before I got a job.
Before I started caring.

When I would ask people things like that.
and answer them.
because it made all the difference.
people, in general, just couldnt see.
or hear. they were oblivious to things that I could see.

and here mike was, playing my own game against me.

So I turned off the radio.
and listened, really listened - to see if it was still there.
To see if I could still hear it.
To see if I still had ears where others had none.

I dont know if I found my answer.
and if I did...

I dont remember what the question was.

.tset tset tset tset tset tset tset

test test test test test test test.

How did he get her number? We all asked eachother/selves that yesterday. He was trying to get us to give the funny/our one over, but we would not! He tried again to convince us/him that he should come to him, but he did not you see. This gladdened us. Funzoness to the extreme. Do you understand what it is we speak of? I know at least that one does!

He should not be taken away from them right now. Time shall soon pass where it will be as planned this yester eve. Times are changing and so are we. God, long and beautiful day! What is it to say, other than it merely is that way. Yet questions still plague the mind about those things, the whys, wheres, and hows. And so they go on within us...

Can you understand what it is we speak of... ? Do you know, what you might have done had you succeded? An end to it, it would have been. No more words do I have to speak/type now, except....

SECOND POST GLORY!!!

HELL YEAH MOTHER FUCKERS

fucker.

i had the archives working.
and now.
now I dont.

damnit.

D'oh!

Oh, well....
It was about flooding in the Appalachians, that they've had two "hundred year" floods in ten months.

...

...

Maybe This would be enough proof to those backwards bible-belt fucks that GOD FROWNS ON COUSIN FUCKING.
At least, a religious person would be inclined to think so. Not that I have ever been confused with one of those.

Yeah.

Wow...you'll be a perfect fit in Frisco, buddy.

eBay Item Bid History

god damnit.

Camping, say you?
Is this an open camping trip, or invitational only?

hehe Jimmy stew......

Just got some Flowmasters on my truck. Finally. It's very loud now. Not open pipes loud, but loud enough to turn heads and set off car alarms.

I broke just about every traffic law short of running over pedestrians on the way home.

Not that I don't normally.....just usually not repeatedly and on the same trip.


Yep.

um...yes.

Question!

If I were to ask you for sex, would your answer be the same as the answer to this question?

RAAAAR!!!

meep meep?

HA HA HAAAAAA... :)

If you know what happened today, then you know what that's about.

I was looking at clay poker chips.....remind me Friday and we'll talk further.

Just stopped in to see Aardappel. The last two years have gone by so amazingly fast. It's hard to believe.

Well, now. Time for my Cup of Noodles and mini-pretzels. Damn right.


Später.

also -

I just transferred over 350 to my paypal account
why?
to get 500 clay poker chips, heavy weighted ones.
also considering a poker table - but thats an extra 400 smackers.

anyone who is interested in throwing 50, 100, or 100+ dollar-oos in my direction to help fund are free to make the offer.
although I dont expect any of you to. and also - it would be no strings attatched. :b

the website wont be up until about the end of next sunday.

because im lazy.


BITCH.