maybe i am imagining things

oh well

Nicolas that was kind of mean.

Very mean :'(

Nicholas lost his sensitivity organ during a confrontation with his peen.

Unfortunately, the large shark came in and now there's only kool-aid.

GRAPE KOOL-AID :(

I'll go to sleep now.

Just got back from fishing. Limited out around in hour in, and got a total of like 8 bass and a few ling cod. Not bad.

gg Austin, fishing is fun, especially if its with buds out in the middle of the ocean.

My friend wouldn't go 'cause he had some water polo bullshit, so it was me and a few others. Oh, and one really hot like 30-year-old.

Very nice, too bad... you know, she's 30. :p

yo check it

[url]http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j238/deth667/SUC50307.jpg[/url]

hot

Is that you or something?

Course it's me.

is there a better salad than greek salad?

i think not.

Antipasto, no black olives.

I said

I THINK NOT.

Capiche?

I just got home from the Heaven and Hell show. Those guys were great.

[QUOTE=Deth;15293206]Course it's me.[/QUOTE]

Who's the young dude you're with?

[QUOTE=Luc214;15293401]Who's the young dude you're with?[/QUOTE]

That made me lol

[QUOTE=Pinhead13;15293386]I just got home from the Heaven and Hell show. Those guys were great.[/QUOTE]

I went for Heaven and Hell, but I thought Alice Cooper just blew them away. It was the most entertaining show I've ever been to.

[right][I][B][COLOR="Red"]She said I throw myself away[/COLOR][/B][/I][/right]

Weeds is such a good ****in' show.

[QUOTE=Deth;15293420]I went for Heaven and Hell, but I thought Alice Cooper just blew them away. It was the most entertaining show I've ever been to.[/QUOTE]

****, yeah. It was funny as hell when he was going to be hanged. I was on the left side by the bleachers or black seats near the floor.

Edit: and the George Bush parody was great too.

A surprising thing happened to me: I suddenly forgot which comes first -- 7 or 8.
I went off to the neighbours and asked them what they thought on the subject.
Just imagine their and my surprise when they suddenly discovered that they too couldn't recall how to count: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6 they remembered, but they'd forgotten what followed.
We all went to the overpriced food shop, the Gastronom on the corner of Znamenskaya and Basseynaya street, and put our quandary to the cashier. The cashier smiled sadly, pulled a small hammer out of her mouth and, twitching her nose a bit, said -- I should think seven comes after eight whenever eight comes after seven.
We thanked the cashier and joyfully ran out of the shop. But then, having thought about the cashier's words, we got depressed again, since her words seemed to us to be devoid of any sense.
What were we to do? We went to the Summer Garden and started counting the trees there. But, getting as far as 6, we stopped and began to argue: in the opinion of some, 7 came next, and in the opinion of others -- 8.
We would have argued for ages, but fortunately then some child fell off a park bench and broke both his jaw-bones. This distracted us from our argument.
And then we dispersed homewards.

I'm totally roadtripping to Cornerstone next year.

Pawdy

I'm baking some ****ing muffings right now.

I baked some blueberry muffins yesterday. Tasty as hell.

I shipped half of them to an mxer :eek:

I got a new DSLR last week, so I'm printing out Toronto Photo Laws in case and douchebag security guards try to hassle me. I've got a big day of photo taking on Tuesday.

smart guy

Attaway to be prepared.