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when?

do you mean pete's pile? off 35 right at the turnoff for the spur area?

eating smart is the new global warming

hmmm - i like that the toe contest is shaping up (perhaps we should have categories for competition?) - i'm gonna need help figuring out an excuse to attend this session though - the baby was due monday but most be as lazy as his damn daddy; i have a regretable suspiscion he'll be emerging now as the key is tapped what therefore is my line? "i just need to run out to the car for second, honey, i'll be right back..."

life's too short to eat shit that ain't tasty - i find my strict regime of ho-ho's n' ding-dongs really prepares me for the true bingng of candy barz n' fruit snax i bring in the alpine

"....south africa - sub-a-human bondage...."

toooooo much - it'd be so much damn cheaper if de'd just uncage the soul

i'm only coming if bill n' pete putz around in flip-flops all night and we hold a "who's toes are frig'n narstier than who contest"

i change my answer - you're a panty-waste pussy-wipe if you don't go now!!!

during college my roommate was so cool - all he did was listen to fugazi - now i cnan't rememer a f-ing word? ah!!!!

it's death to go up there!

SNFFFFF!!!! wait -i don't feel a fawking thing? what the fuck? honest questions hurt eh mike ?

these guys i very much want to see on a "cops" episode

so how'd t go? dd whte-boy erupt nto frenzed rendton of "home on the prairie" half-way through like here in portland? did he feverishly masturbate during the movie like me? spea in tongues? curse rei? randomly address members of the audience w/ "JESUS CHRST - WHY DON'T YOU JUST FAWkNG DiE!?! AGHHHHHH!!!!"

this is the funniest shit i've seen in long while

just heard this one over the intercom (i work in a high school and it's the end of the day): "will all ball handlers please report to the main office? repeat, all ball handlers come to the main office." i'm heading down now!

i dunno, the vegation around the crooked river usually isn't so thick as hinted at here

dude - biggest hint - encourage the wife to feed the kid o'natural - you don't have to wake in the middle of the night to breast feed a kid!!! your job is to keep the bed nice n' warm for her when she returns

yer b-day suit of course - be sure to be rage'nly wasted too eh?

roofies n' peanut butter

now this thread is just ahead of the "what's up" one

christ i hate this fucking thread

imperialist defiler!!! my 2nd's coming along next week - luckily i don't imagine having spawn will cut into yer bouldering too much - sad, actually, the mate-rage is ever so much more delectable when departing for a multi-day sketchy-thing beyond all telecom!

"is this your homework larry?" "what is the name of the mouse shadow in the second moon?" "are you a god?"

seriously, what in the fuck are they holding there? seems too retarded for even ben franklin...