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YIM is Yahoo Instant Messenger; they just have a nicer chat system. :) I'd plug in but my dad's in the other room and I tend to slap too loud :(

[QUOTE=Kandyman]Yahoo instant messenger I believe[/QUOTE]

ill look into it then

Well, I'm really off to bed this time.

:wave:

-Gav

[QUOTE=I0Play0Bass]Well, I'm really off to bed this time.

:wave:

-Gav[/QUOTE]

night again :wave:

sweet dreams.... again,

yeah you guys do post way to fast.

I want a GTB-7...1500$. However, I think the gold hardware is tacky.

A 7-string bass bridge is 150$. There are like 6 knobs, so that's about another 30$ for 6 chrome knobs. How about tuning keys? Looks like it'll be another 60$ or so. GAH. :( And then custom shop Conklin strap locks! >_< I guess the gold won't be so bad...

haha, why thank you BFAG. see... its been bothering my because my "posts per day" thing says like 1.25, thats because i was sorta scared of getting flamed/etc when i first signed up. so now..... im destined to have a little number that dosent really represent how often i post.

oh well

i have a esp ltd any tips on taking the buzz out of the low e or should i got to a shop to get it done?

where you at B+F+A=G and fox? Get on YIM

[QUOTE=why do i still suck]i have a esp ltd any tips on taking the buzz out of the low e or should i got to a shop to get it done?[/QUOTE]

id say shop, but thats cuz i always get scared when playing with my truss rod or bridge.

that reminds me, my intonation sucks. i need to look at it.

am i off subject is there a subject im confused but thats pretty normal, my butt hurts really bad but i dont fell like getting up wow im lazy do u think i should get or stay seated i cant fell my ***

good idea i need too to thx for the reminder

[QUOTE=why do i still suck]am i off subject is there a subject im confused but thats pretty normal, my butt hurts really bad but i dont fell like getting up wow im lazy do u think i should get or stay seated i cant fell my ***[/QUOTE]

.....i think you should use punctuation more.

kandyman, did you run away?

| read your story LR..| dont know what to say....but | read it..

oi myung, ive ment to ask all day but.... why the new account?

[QUOTE=Hate Cleanses]kandyman, did you run away?[/QUOTE]

No I'm on YIM. Thats taking up my attention right now.

Myung needs to get his but on yim , and join the jamz :p

[QUOTE=Hate Cleanses]oi myung, ive ment to ask all day but.... why the new account?[/QUOTE]

| was RU4Hoppus2....and | got banned. LR said it was only a 7 day suspention.

[QUOTE=Kandyman]No I'm on YIM. Thats taking up my attention right now.[/QUOTE]

ah... i think i got that thing worked out now, if you all want me.

[QUOTE=Crapdragoon]Myung needs to get his but on yim , and join the jamz :p[/QUOTE]

1234?

[QUOTE=Myung2]| was RU4Hoppus2....and | got banned. LR said it was only a 7 day suspention.[/QUOTE]

hahaha... so your the mastermind. good work man, good work.

my yahoo messegner name is KingDmon88 ....is thats what your asking.

im logged in as Hate_Cleanses... i have no idea how to work it yet though

[QUOTE=Hate Cleanses]hahaha... so your the mastermind. good work man, good work.[/QUOTE]

musically:: bom bom bom and another one loves the bust

i dont like this YIM cult we have going here.

Decided to post. I'm sorry to hear about your dad LR, my grandpa was the same way. Nearly died of colon cancer a year ago. These old timers... mainly the ones who've given 'em hell in one of our WW's are tough nuts to crack, but when you break them open, they're quite different people. You don't enjoy eating a peanut's shell, but the soft peanut inside is always the best part... It take's a child's love and caring to really get any parent to open up and express their concern. Whether it is intentional or not. My father, is an alcohlic, and occasionally in his drunken fits, I anger him to the point of despair in which he really speaks the truth about me... most of it is anger, but sometimes he cares.

Just try him, break him down slowly, maybe even with anger. Bitterness is key. It will seem awful now, but tell him how much it hurts you and angers you to see him doing something like that.

These ideas are nightmares to white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing, it's so scary in a house that allows
no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care
He's a problem child
And what bothers him all comes out, when he talks about
His ****in' dad walkin' out
Cause he just hates him so bad that he blocks him out
If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him, so he socked him back, and broke his nose
His house is a broken home, there's no control, he just let's his emotions
go...

{C'mon}, sing with me, {sing}, sing for the years
{Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, {c'mon)
Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you
away...

Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsta's
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Holy or unholy, only have one homie
Only this gun, lonely cause don't anyone know me
Yet everybody just feels like they can relate, I guess words are a
motha****a they can be great
Or they can degrade, or even worse they can teach hate
It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the **** did this metamorphosis happen
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ***
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
To get they hands on every dime you have, they want you to lose your mind
every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon
Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns
That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me, strictly just to get me off
of these streets quickly
But all they kids be listenin' to me religiously, so i'm signin' cd's while
police fingerprint me
They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a ****in' menace, this **** doesn't make sense Pete
It's all political, if my music is literal, and i'm a criminal how the ****
can I raise a little girl
I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to, you're full of **** too, Guerrera, that
was a fist that hit you...

{C'mon}, sing with me, {sing}, sing for the years
{Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, {c'mon)
Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you
away...

They say music can alter moods and talk to you
Well can it load a gun up for you , and cock it too
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault and i'll get sued
See what these kids do is hear about us totin' pistols
And they want to get one cause they think the ****'s cool
Not knowin' we really just protectin' ourselves, we entertainers
Of course the ****'s affectin' our sales, you ignoramus
But music is reflection of self, we just explain it, and then we get our
checks in the mail
It's ****ed up ain't it
How we can come from practically nothing to being able to have any ****in'
thing that we wanted
That's why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing
Except for a dream, and a ****in' rap magazine
Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long
Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through **** in their lives
Till they sit and they cry at night wishin' they'd die
Till they throw on a rap record and they sit, and they vibe
We're nothin' to you but we're the ****in' **** in they eyes
That's why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and
hold it
Cause we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our
songs and we can...

{C'mon}, sing with me, {sing}, sing for the years
{Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, {c'mon)
Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you
away...

listening to that now...and decided to poast it...no real reason...

Translation = Postcount + :cool:

not really..| wont even use this name after next week.

5678. Get it right :rolleyes: