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quote: Originally posted by Dru: I once saw Smoky puff the magic dragon. [ 03-18-2002: Message edited by: trask ]

I saw Caveman's ad in the personals column today. He does seem a bit eskew - "PCP-addicted Viking marauder, 35, possibly married several times with possibly more children than I know of, seeks additional wife in Denmark or Iceland for occasional good times and naughty fun. You must speak English or Norse as my last overdose killed off my ability to learn any new languages. Do you look like Brünnhilde? Get in touch!" caveman@journeytothedarkside.com P.S. Cavey, if you're still out there, I'm just kiddin' around. Having a little fun at your old avatar's expense. I think you're the real deal, so don't come hunt me down like the dog I am, and kill me. Your pal, trask [ 03-18-2002: Message edited by: trask ]

bury the wood

Smoky's a stoner

breathe the wine

Bout' the same.

Heh, I read that earlier. A photo was also released of the Caveman's scat.

boff the wench

Best place to hide out in Seattle and get tanked. The Zig Zag Café (1501 Western, 625-1146) is the spot to slink into after (or during) work to ease your occupational and/or existential pain with a few strong and perfectly mixed cocktails. The Zig Zag is tucked in the zig of the Pike Place Hillclimb, right by El Puerco Lloron (another place you should know about if you don't already), and thus suffers no irritating car traffic noise. It's intimate and dim, with the bar glowing ever so invitingly and dapper, sweet bartenders at your service (other restaurant people hang out here, so you know they make good drinks). The windows have velvet curtains that can be pulled in the event of the reinstatement of Prohibition, the menu includes good tapas to soak up the martinis, and a nice little outdoor seating area steps-side can make a sunny happy hour (with drink specials from 5 to 7) pretty damn happy. This isn't an ideal place for the pub club, but it's an idea for other more high-flown events. [ 03-18-2002: Message edited by: trask ]

9:58AM 2" new snow on ground at trask's house (sea level) Snowing hard!!! WTF???

Barry Manilow Live - Smokin!!!

A bad attitude or unsettled mind will destroy focus, guaranteeing failure regardless of training and preparation. - Mark F. Twight, "Extreme Alpinism"

An Irish wife was having a shower and slipped over on the bathroom floor. Instead of slipping over forwards, she slipped over and did the splits and suctioned herself to the floor. She yelled out for her husband. 'Paddy! Paddy!' she yelled.Paddy came running in. 'Paddy I've suctioned myself to the floor,' she said. 'Ohhh nooo! Paddy said and tried to pull her up. 'You're just too heavy, love. I'll go across the road and get Shamus.' Paddy comes back with Shamus and they both tried to pull her up. 'Nope, I can't do it,' Shamus said, 'Let's try plan C.' 'Plan C?' exclaimed Paddy. 'What's that?' 'I'll go home and get my hammer and chisel and we will break the tiles under her.' 'Oh okay,' Paddy said. 'While you're doing that I'll stay here and play with her tits.' 'Play with her tits?' Shamus said. 'Why would you do that? This is hardly the time.' Paddy replied, 'Well, I figure if I can get her wet enough, we can slide her into the kitchen where the tiles aren't so expensive to replace.'

You know really, having another full screan window available in a heartbeat click away is a good idea. Not bad bug, guess we won't have to squash you today afterall.

Buckwheat & Darla were in school, and the teacher asks Darla, "How do you spell 'dumb'?" Darla says, "D-u-m-b, dumb." The teacher says, "Very good, now use it in a sentence." She says, "Buckwheat is dumb." The teacher says, "Now spell 'stupid'." Darla says, "S-t-u-p-i-d, stupid." The teacher says, "Very good, now use it in a sentence." Darla says, "Buckwheat is stupid." Then the teacher calls on Buckwheat and says, "Buckwheat, spell dictate." Buckwheat stands and says, "D-i-c-t-a-t-e, dictate." The teacher says, "Very good, now use it in a sentence." "I may be dumb and I may be stupid, but Darla says my dictate good!"

Have you spied Sven and Lena yet?

I have no opinion about you at all chuck. If you want to use your name, go for it. I don't. I also try not to divulge info. such as DL, SS#, Phone #, etc... I just try to keep my business private. I don't buy shit online or use credit cards either. I've been ripped off with an atm card before. All I'm saying is I picked trask as an avatar and have stuck with it through thick and thin. I've said some real flamatory shit here, and haven't hid behind another avatar to do it, so as not to besmirch "trask". (that make sense?) Chuck, I know you don't like me, and that's fine. I've explained (in detail, I might add) my feelings on this. I'm done explaining. Have a great Saturday. trask

I'm not stupid. This is the internet. I won't post my real name, but "trask" is the avatar I've always used, and will continue to be the one and only. I don't become..."billy bob numb nuts" or "cheetah" or some shit for one post (to flame someone) then return back to trask. Forget I even mentioned this shit. I don't care anymore. trask is trask...that's the way it is sucka. P.S. I'm not trying to imply that people that use their real names like Ralph, Ed, Trixie, whatever are stupid for doing so. I don't, and wouldn't; a personal, private choice. [ 03-16-2002: Message edited by: trask ]

Chicken bone in throat A woman goes into a restaurant in a small town out in the South. She orders the chicken and starts to eat. Eating too fast she starts to choke on a chicken bone. Buford Buck's 2 country boys in the next booth notice she is choking. So they get up and go over to help her. Buford drops his coveralls and bends over, and then Buck starts licking his butt. The choking woman watches these two go at it and is so grossed out she launches the groceries all over the place dislodging the chicken bone from her throat. Buford pulls his overalls back up and says to Buck "You're right that hind-lick maneuver works like a charm."

As I said before, I started out anonymous and shielded behind my avatar. I've been around long enough now that I'd like to do a pub club or something with you guys but I'm afraid I'll be taken out back and either killed or raped...depending on the assailant. So starting Monday, trask will not necessarily quit spraying, but instead will try to be less caustic and gross. You see, I have only One (1) avatar and don't hide behind multiple ones so that no one can put a face to the avatar. I think that's chicken shit. If you want to say something, let everyone know who you are. That makes you pretty accountable for the shit you say. That's all. P.S. For any smart guy that may flame me for saying this, I say, "Up Yours".

quote: Originally posted by oo9: Hey Anus, have you seen you priest lately? I can't believe I ate it all... the chili, the pizza, the beer, the Jack Daniel's, the Dave's Insanity™ hot sauce, the Sterno...

quote: Originally posted by Heinouscling: Trask, I miss your mommy -Heinous

quote: Originally posted by philfort: Must... combat... thread... creep... what's that white slimy shit on there? Is that spooge?

quote: Originally posted by roger johnson: I don't care what that web site says, I am almost positive that Ron Gardener and Kent Morell of the WAILERS in Tacoma wrote LOUIE-LOUIE. Paul Revere and the Raiders did't record it until '63. I have a Wailers recording from '61 with it. For what it is worth...it is worth what you paid for it- nothing. Welcome to LOUIE LOUIE.NET, the internet edition of the LOUIE REPORT. The LOUIE REPORT is a publication that tracks progress of the upcoming documentary entitled "THE MEANING OF LOUIE," produced and directed by Eric Predoehl. This documentary will be the an extensive review of the song "LOUIE LOUIE," and all things LOUIE. Produced with the complete approval of Richard Berry, the man who wrote this legendary melody, this documentary will study the history of the song, and all the people whose lives were changed in some form by the song. Many years in the making, this project will be a comprehensive study of one of the most recognizable songs on the planet, from the story of Richard Berry; the Northwest rock scene in the early 1960's featuring The Wailers, Little Bill & the Blue Notes, the Frantics, and Dave Lewis Combo; leading to the massive success of The Kingsmen; the controversial F.B.I. investigations surrounding the questionable lyrics; the unique career of Paul Revere & the Raiders; the college party connection re-popularized by the movie ANIMAL HOUSE; and all the various musicians that were influenced by this song for better or worse. This documentary will also discuss the nature of populist politics, music censorship, song writing, commercialization, and so much more. This ever-evolving website will provide a unique link for appreciators of fine music with production details, music trivia, and ideas about other places you might enjoy.

Wow Heinus, rock on dude. Incoherent tangents are your best friend. Is this because of that time when you shit an entire waffle iron out of your ass after shooting heroin at that Vegas brothel? Was that the only time you truly missed your mommy?