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That's for me to know, slacker. Now drop and give me 20

Hey assholes, lighten up on OJ. Golf is very therapeutic. He's suffered a great loss.

So what do you want to talk about today? Hot boats, and bikini-clad Barbies's? [ 10-25-2002, 08:47 AM: Message edited by: trask ]

“FOR YEARS, I’VE BEEN pretty sure that I did not murder my wife,” Simpson said today at a golf course in Boca Raton, Fla., where he was taking a rare break from searching for the real killers of his wife. “But if Johnnie’s not 100 percent sure, I’m like, hey, maybe I better take another look at this.” Simpson added that it would be “crazy” not to be swayed by Cochran’s new statements, which he called “thought provoking.” “Look, you’re talking about a guy, Johnnie Cochran, who is a pretty smart guy,” Simpson said. “If he said maybe I did it, then maybe I did it.” Cochran’s doubts about Simpson’s innocence may help resolve one lingering mystery for the former Heisman Trophy winner: why it has been so difficult for him to find his wife’s real killers, whom he pledged to hunt down after his acquittal in 1995. The former NFL star said that, in light of the new revelations, he may slow down his search, which he said has occupied almost every waking moment of his life for the past seven years. “If it turns out that I’m actually the one who did it, then looking for the real killers would be a big old waste of time,” Simpson said. Newsweek 2002

Now that's a big hose for a little girl.

Yeosa!

I used to build commercial steel office buildings at the Arlington Airport. I'd be up on a wobbly steel purlin 35' above a concrete slab while watching the other dudes jumping the 5' spans and dancing around on them (they were all smoked and coked). Now I didn't give a shit what they did to themselves, but wasn't too excited about them being all fucked up and bouncing me on a beam.

1. What was the last movie that you saw and loved? The Patriot. 2. What was the first album you owned? The Ventures, Walk Don't Run. 3. What was the last book you read? It would have to be my own book: God, Guns and Rock & Roll. I just proofread it last week and it's in the presses right now. 4. What's your favourite hangout? The swamps. 5. Do you have a pet peeve? People who drive in the left lane, intentionally blocking the progress of others - literally and figuratively. 6. What's your idea of the perfect Sunday? On a fishing boat with my family. 7. What's your favourite junk food? I refuse to partake in any unhealthy ... (OK, favourite food, then). Venison, on the hoof. 8. What was the worst job you ever had? I've loved every job, even when I used to shovel dog (droppings). I still do, but I used to get paid for it. I loved it because I loved being self-sufficient. 9. What gadget or gizmo can you not live without? My Glock model 20 - but I'll guess I'll have to live without it next week, won't I? 10. Do you have a hobby or habit that you think would surprise people? I was voted father of the year at my kids' school because I'm so loving and goofy with the kids. I used to lullaby them to sleep in their infancy. 11. What's your favourite piece of clothing? My loincloth, 12. What would you change about yourself if you could? I wish I could only sleep five hours a day, but I've got to sleep seven to eight. 13. Whom do you most admire? My wife. 14. What is your greatest extravagance? Caviar by the tub. 15. Have you ever been mistaken for another celebrity? Never. 16. Do you have a favourite quotation? "Don't grill it till you kill it." That's me. 17. What is your greatest weakness? It used to be women but my wife fixed that. 18. If you are reincarnated, who or what will you be? I'd come back as a grizzly bear and I'd rip the face off anti-hunters who try to get too close. 19. If you had to go back in time to live in another decade, which one would you choose? The frontman for Lewis and Clark in the early 1800s. 20. What's the most dangerous animal you've ever hunted? A Puerto Rican cheerleader in Syracuse.

Canada = The Little France of North America

Hmmmmm, imagine that. What shortsighted assholes they were for losing a good man like you.

Werd up to that, gapper tim! Just look at DFA as a prime example. Bwahahaha

Don't forget the insulin. Here's a partner for ya Rev. [ 10-24-2002, 07:26 AM: Message edited by: trask ]

That's pretty much what I figured. That's a bummer. I guess 5-O doesn't fool around anymore when it comes to alcohol.

I have a FF down jacket and am more than pleased. If this jacket is an indication of FF quality, I wouldn't hesitate to recommend their gear.

Just curious. Why is it that a third of this group seems to always need a ride somewhere? You guys have revoked driver's licenses or something? No jobs, no cars, what's the deal? Like I said, no big deal, just curious.

As far as the FRENCH racing boat goes...the French hate everybody; especially Americans. "Us Legionnaires, we have no fears we do not care for riches- We knock our cocks upon the rocks, us hearty sons o' bitches" [ 10-23-2002, 12:58 PM: Message edited by: trask ]

I'd like to give the Coast Guardsman a medal that ran over the wanking bimbo on the jet ski that was trying to upset the Macaw's whale hunt. BooYah!

You go girls

Ah shucks, that cougar was a pussy.

You're a fuckin' hardass though.

I never wanted to do this job in the first place! I... I wanted to be... A LUMBERJACK! (piano vamp) Leaping from tree to tree! As they float down the mighty rivers of British Columbia! With my best girl by my side! The Larch! The Pine! The Giant Redwood tree! The Sequoia! The Little Whopping Rule Tree! We'd sing! Sing! Sing! Oh, I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay, I sleep all night and I work all day. CHORUS: He's a lumberjack, and he's okay, He sleeps all night and he works all day. I cut down trees, I eat my lunch, I go to the lava-try. On Wednesdays I go shoppin' And have buttered scones for tea. Mounties: He cuts down trees, he eats his lunch, He goes to the lava-try. On Wednesdays 'e goes shoppin' And has buttered scones for tea. CHORUS I cut down trees, I skip and jump, I like to press wild flowers. I put on women's clothing, And hang around in bars. Mounties: He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps, He likes to press wild flowers. He puts on women's clothing And hangs around.... In bars??????? CHORUS I chop down trees, I wear high heels, Suspendies and a bra. I wish I'd been a girlie Just like my dear papa. Mounties: He cuts down trees, he wears high heels Suspendies?? and a .... a Bra???? (spoken, raggedly) What's this? Wants to be a *girlie*? Oh, My! And I thought you were so rugged! Poofter! CHORUS All: He's a lumberjack, and he's okaaaaaaayyy..... [ 10-24-2002, 06:22 AM: Message edited by: trask ]

If you're talkin to me, no I haven't, but wouldn't mind one lil' bit.

My stand by, day in, day out beer, after many, many years of abuse is good old Henry Weinhard's. In fact I'm tossing a few as I speak. Werd!

Holy Shit Beck, that sounds like 90 weight.