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streaming http://www.somafm.com/ either: Boot Liquor (music for saddle-weary drunkards) or Secret Agent (The soundtrack for your stylish, mysterious, dangerous life)

Sunday Morning Cming Down - Mr. Cash (or Willie N.) "Well, I woke up Sunday morning With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt. And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad, So I had one more for dessert. Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes And found my cleanest dirty shirt. Then I washed my face and combed my hair And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day..."

Face it, she's on the downward spiral and needs to do anything to stay in the press - Her thighs are expanding enough to rub together, she's spilling over her low-rise jeans with what will soon be a fine selection of GLH (girl love handles) and she's dating some meshback who's got a kid by another woman/girl. She'll soon sink back into the whitetrash primorial ooze from whence she arose, with nary a bubble to mark her passage.

Hank III - mississippi mud

We took a field trip into the Toutle River valley below he crater before it opened - thanks to having a prof who was on the mtn. the day before it went. Cool to look up into hte crater from the moonscape of the valley. And if anyone has a 7.5 minute pre-eruption St. Helens topo, I'd be interested - I've got the 15 and the 30 minutes, and would like to complete my set.

When geeks attack...

And another 12-shot joke... Guy walks into a bar and orders a dozen shots of Jaegermeister. Barkeep asks, "What's up with teh tall order?" Guy replies, "I'm celebrating my first blowjob." "Congrats!" says the barkeep, "Hell, I'll throw in #13 on the house." "Nah," says the guy. "If 12 shots doesn't get the taste out of my mouth, 13 won't either."

Umlaut - useful only for naming death-rock bands

A blonde walks into a bar and orders a dozen shots of whiskey. The bartender serves up and sure enough, she soon passes out. He puts her in the back room to sleep it off, then charges the patrons $10 each to do her. A few days later, she comes back into the bar. Barkeep asks, "12 shots of whiskey again?" "No, better make it vodka this time. Whiskey makes my pussy hurt."

Yeah, but if the bear shows up with one of these, the guy's screwed.

Hey Otters! Say hello to my leetle friend!

Anything into oil Discover mag article

Bush does math, too. "y the way, we rank 10th amongst the industrialized world in broadband technology and its availability. That's not good enough for America. Tenth is 10 spots too low as far as I'm concerned." - Minneapolis, Minn., April 26, 2004 Alright, gotta weigh in a bit here. Bush may well be 'dumb like a fox,' as my mom would say, but his utter lack of communication skills make me wince every time I hear him speak - whether or not I agree with the topic. It's one thing to speak simply so as to not put off an audience, but another to not be able to speak well or think on one's feet other than a hackneyed repeat of your original talking point. The hallmark of the great statesmen was their articulate speaking and writing in both formulating and defending their ideas. I see none of that in either of the two cretins running for president at this time. Due to the overall dumbing down of our society and lack of critical thought fostered by everything from the PC movement to assessment-based education, I don't see that we will demand much of our leaders in the coming years.

These pads could help...

An analysis of the Shrubbery

"What I did on my summer vacation...."

Whoohooo! Charlie don't snowboard!

Gooolleee!

So the accident cause was not the nailgun, per se, but the fact that Isidro was working on a roof without correct fall protection.

To continue to beat said deceased horse: For beginners, I usually recommend a slightly stiffer shoe, like a board-lasted model. Mythos are great shoes but get pretty floppy fast, and if you don't have the foot strength, won't do you as much good as a stiffer pair will - Especially f you want your shoes to be all-around for now (you can buy a quiver-full of specialty shoes later) i'd say get one of hte slightly boxy models with good, high rands that will take some beatign from toe-dragging and crack-bashing, like some of the 'all-around' models mentioned above. Most importantly, as previously mentioned - fit them to your feet - Sportivas tend to run narrow - that's why I like them, and Boreals/5.10s tend to be wider. I haven't tried any of the other brands. And, yeah, you don't need to hammer your toes to death - I can fit my Miuras down so I can dime-edge at Smiff, but a buddy has a looser fit pair that he can do all-day routes in. Same shoe, different sizng concept. So now that you are thoroughly confused, what was the question again?