lummox

eat less. do more. stfu.

"We must secure the existence of our people and a future for White children."

fuk yeah. i got a new phrase to use today. thanks dude.

most of them so called 'geeks' are training to be cage fighters. really.

i got an f in physics. i dont want to discuss that grade.

i got a nice bald spot on the back of my head where the fukin boil was bulging out all wierd and shit. nice memento.

post menopause

a poor workman blames his tools.

lite beer. molly ringwald. hair bands. climbing competitions.

free wifi at your local coffehouse. if you watch tv you are a fukin loser.

two words: doh nuts.

it is all i ride. surly. 32x16. nuff said beeyotch.

story of o

breast milk is good. i like the squirters while they are squirming on top of me.

lactose intolerance must be a heavy stone to bear.

i just fukin growl at people i despise. which is pretty much everyone.

you are alright . will you marry me?

'Climber homeless' is kina redundant aint it? livin la vida loca with 'whadya cal a climber who just lost his girlfriend? you will make it no worries. being homeless aint bad anyhow. specially in the pnw. fukin loads of places with hot water in the restroom for showering (a 4 foot peice of rubber tubing works great). saves a lot on overhead too.

bactrim is the last thing i take for it. the lancing procedure did more to kill the shit than anything else. however the scar on my head will no doubt diminish my career potential as a runway model . i prolly got the shit from 'comunity' . dirty fish guts grow weird things. how it got on my head i will never know. a lot of the infections are going round the fleet this season in san diego. i think it is related to the red tides due to winter rain runoff. i speculate you know

shit. yall think you got problems? i got a fuking mrsa infection on my fukin head. had to have the bastard boil lanced. pus and blood and pain. just awesome. four difrent antibiotics later and the medicos think they got it licked. i am scarred for life. again. more.

redneck. white socks. blue ribbon beer.

i am underwhelmed.

i rode one time. it was in a small own. there was 7 of us. it werent too massive.

coping my joint into fine quim.

am i suposed to be embarassed about that? you aint that great a kiser anyhow.