quote:
Originally posted by Dr Flash Amazing:
Hmmm ... 11/17. Is 64% still a passing grade?
It seems Dr. Flash Amazing has been drinking too much wine lately. Plus the Doctor wouldn't go near half of that swill--where's the Bridgeport IPA and the Black Butte Porter fuhcryin' out loud?
Lone Star? Killian's? Puh-leeeez!
don't kill the messenger, mofo
quote:
Originally posted by Cpt.Caveman:
I climbed soloed
crisco slab at squire rock so I am experienced
yeah cavey, but you were spotted the night before having, shall we say, a wee bit of libation. of course knowing you, it was probably just a religious ritual
there's alot of truth
to what you're saying-
where's adamson, dwayner,
pope, beck, pp, panther,
strickland, and
the rest of wild bunch?
[ 08-01-2002, 04:20 PM: Message edited by: trask ]
i'd like to think
that was because women
have more fat on them than men
but if i said that
i'd never get another date
in this lifetime
(did i say that)?
erik
eat shit you cum guzzlin' homo,
go back to watchin the Christopher Lowell show-
whatchu' know about courtin anyway?
[ 08-01-2002, 03:41 PM: Message edited by: trask ]
don't be a sap, bone
you would've been just
as fucked in a soaking
wet synthetic bag
they just dry quicker is all
i'd buy stock in bibler though
if i were you
trask
I think that I shall never hear,
a poem lovely as a beer.
a beer whose frothy mug is pressed,
against my mouth like a flowing breast;
a beer that bathes in a keg all day,
with bittersweet nectar for which I pray;
a beer my throat in summer quench,
served on a tray by a busty wench;
when the empty mug on the counter is lain;
refill it quickly with the fruit of the grain.
poems are written by beer drinkers like me,
so order 'nother round while I take a pee.