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fa's = something to do between black outs

why do you hate christmas pat?

any landing you can walk away from...

i have no recollection of such shite and would be very surprised if i was a part of it - can you reference this thread you speak of so i may peruse w/ AG like scrutiny?

jeebus that's some creepy looking rock bill!

blowjobs are always welcome

is this the prisoner's dilema?

how about a handful of your favorite photos of the year? aid-soloing at index portaledging it on the upper town wall da nose! dolt hole. all taint, all the time. the sun's anvil - awanahee ledge in the afternoon kewl kolors - topping out on leaning tower da nose - sickle ledge da turkey monster mord-wand! near-dog experience - pick my nose for lunch route hibernal hijinx on the village route endless upside down jugs on mideast crisis

yeah, yer right - he too harps over n' over n' over on a singular private piece of another's personal life instead of finding new n' cleverer ways of exposing ruffians to ridicule its petty n' low class and would make me not want to sit w/ you at lunch n' generally cheer like hell at your playground beating in The Grade School of Life i'm sure you can find another line of attack think of it as a chance for personal growth?

Been married for 25 years. Guess that one who left you was a little "too smart", eh? fw = 1 hit wonder not much of a hit either

if only i coulda got a pic of my 240 lbs of bubble gum squeezing into kyle's green jacket 2day, whilst busy smoking his cigs and hatiing on his sick aid-style!

Looks like TTK's only chance for love these days. I'll bet he would. If he liked girls. Which he doesn't. So I've heard. luckily for my boy, the world has a sickeningly huge number of hot chicks who are into "furries" and, of course, artists are famous for their inability to nail tail

you boys gotta start mixing up the reportoire - there's more to do than those same routes!!!

a rare aould day for the brethern out at the besodden big-B today - temps in the low 40s, pouring rain - little wing gushing like a geyser - patches of snow here n' there - soloed pipeline's 1st pitch and fixed a rope on it for whatever brave soul would like to rematch w/ me the dreaded silver crowe/axe of karma sometime soon - feel free to use it whoever if you want express access to the pipeline headwall (take a hammer to reset the pin my draw is stranded on way up there and savor the funky-kewl rap from the new anchors down through the arena of terror) soaked through n' through, got back up to the lot and saw a distinctive beat up truck n' tracked geoff n' kyle down up in the n side cave, hiding out from the downpour and aiding seige tactics - recent rockfall up there and maybe some more can come down so we can get some raw materials for building a nice platform? sure am ready for the solstice to be here so we can start building the daylight back into the day

i have a reliable theory that in fact all that stuff is mine - it was stolen by a time-traveler in the future, after i'd bought all of it second-hand - to bring the space-time continuum into harmony you need to mail it to me asap!

this chemist would not exist if he could buy his meth alngside his wild irish rose at the local 7-11 the trailer folk couldn't possibly get any uglier niether

solo aiding in the damp, damp, damp i find opining on another man's drug is a lot like opining on another man's god - it's your businness whatever silliness you want to believe in - just leave my gas tank alone, eh? its ironic that you deplore the fascist banishment of dissidents but enthuisatically accept the show trial/speedy execution concept - kinda pick'n'choose'n' from the salad bar of state?

you're not, perchance, a Staunch Enemy of Irony, are you?

one of the best places on planet earth to savor a tall, cool glass of Shut the Fuck Up

kinda hard to sleep well too fartwedder w/ weed growing in your basement when you live in a police state that is eager to kick your door in and seize all of your property, including your house, for the awful, awful crime you're committing down there - anyway it's not like, given the choice, folks are gonna buy that there foreign brown bud when they can get some of ore-gone's phinest!

it's also odd to accuse the man of failing at bi-partisanship when he kept his opponent's secretary of defense and appointed another republican (ray lahood)to the cabinet, plus a number of other secretaries who were deeply disliked by his liberal base (well, the one's who were paying attention that is) for their opinion's on key libtard values like protecting the environment what is anyone worried about anyhow - haven't we been alive and aware long enough to see how the game's played? the libtards get the ball for about 8 years while the republicunts scream bloody murder about the baby jeebus, then we all switch sides and scratch our asses and get fatter and dumber and wonder why nothing seems to ever change?

kenny if you post any more in this thread i'm gonna hafta pistol-wip you w/ a baby seal

birthers ear yer fawking hearts out!

all this talk of the center puts me in the mood for onna my fav'rite poems (thanks yeats!): TURNING and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity. Surely some revelation is at hand; Surely the Second Coming is at hand. The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert A shape with lion body and the head of a man, A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun, Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds. The darkness drops again; but now I know That twenty centuries of stony sleep Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

didn't he play andy warhol in the doors too "somebody give me this golden phone - they said i could talk to god w/ it - but i didn't really have anything to say - do you want it?"