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eat shit you outta state turd

Friday Night then -- I'll check it out and get y'all the name. You take a right (east) off hwy 9 at Frontier Village, pull into the mall area, turn right and it's the bar/restaurant at the south end. There's a grocery store kinda kitty corner. I invited Caveman, but I'll bet the fucker's a pussy and won't show up.

I'll know Erik. You'll know me by my shirt.. it says FUCK YOU

shutup nbnw, go wipe that shit off your mouth

fine with me, i'll be packin' i gotta hang at the office till 5 we wanna chase skank or just drink?

and a pinkfest

don't worry about it. the seattle crowd won't show. they can't pedal their scooters fast enuf to get there, and i doubt they can make the cover charge. bwahahaha

hey asseyes, lick some dick cheese fag.

Charlie, I think she want's your schlong.

I'm not trying to be cheap. Cheap, I'm not. There's a bar and dance joint at Frontier Village on Hwy. 9 that I used to hang out at. It's only about a half hour cruise home on the backroads for me. Bronco knows about it. I'm unwilling to drive long distances and through areas I don't know well when I'm drunk. That's all. Lk. Stevens is about 15 minutes north of Snohomish.

fuck it i quit go ahead and be nice i'm gonna go kick the dog

You callin me fat, yo slut. Your mamas so fat, after sex I rolled over twice and I was still on the bitch.

I'm working on it starting now. That's more than I can say for the fucking loser Portland crowd. Dumb fucking sporto wankers

hahahaha

read my lips beotch, S A T I R E. Get a fucking clue ass drool.

lick it

that was satire you fucking sack of shit. why don't you take charlies dick outta your ear and listen to what i say. tool

cause i get no support. where's the angst?

I can't bang on you two outlaws. Where's the cherrys?

Let's move it to Lake Stevens Frontier Village. From there I've got a fightin' chance of outrunning the PIGS.

I on group hugs.

We used to have fuckin' knock down slugfests and killer bitch sessions. Now it's all nice and crap. I miss the way it was in 2001. Any REAL sprayers left around here, or have your women gotcha sucking tit?

are they the ones that hang around the glass display counter looking at gps units and pkgs. of gu?

Who fucking cares what that tool trask does, or drinks, or whatever? Shit guys, talk about something else.

Back in my day, we started hitting the bars on Thursday night.