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[Nov. 15th, 2006|12:42 am] |
I was just sent this and i cant stop laughing. My drunk self trying to get some from Conrad, yes that is a man.
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[Nov. 4th, 2006|08:19 pm] |
If I was emo I would have a gray shirt on. Yes, I am indeed that happy. Halloween was simply great. Life is full of its ups and downs one day your happy then you find out your friend is dying.
Oh, I hiked the Grand Canyon too... 23ish miles in 10 hours.
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[Sep. 30th, 2006|02:40 pm] |
MY LOVE FOR YOU IS LIKE A TRUCK
BERSERKER!
WOULD YOU LIKE SOME MAKING FUCK?
BERSERKER!
MY LOVE FOR YOU IS LIKE A ROCK
BERSERKER!
WOULD YOU LIKE TO SMOKE SOME POT?
BERSERKER!
MY LOVE FOR YOU IS TICKING CLOCK
BERSERKER!
WOULD YOU LIKE TO SUCK MY COCK?
BERSERKER!
Did he say "making fuck?" |
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| great movie Idea |
[Jun. 16th, 2006|07:15 pm] |
Title : The Turtling Vampire
The movie opens with a guy at a party trying his best to get to the bathroom. On the way however, with very bad luck and timing, a vampire bites him and he turns into a vampire. The thing is, as a vampire he no longer has the ability to poop but he still feels the need to do so. As you may know vampires do not grow old nor do they die, so for eternity he will feel a great need to poop but there is nothing he can do about it. This situation makes the man, now vampire, very angry and leads him to feed on humans that are on there way to the restroom just like he once was. The madness must be stopped by non other then a group of every day teens. Can they stop this evil vampire from making an army of turtling vampires!!??! Only people who pay me 9$ will find out. |
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[May. 7th, 2006|09:51 pm] |
If only I was taller
If I had a million dollars
maybe then you'd be with me
If only I was eighteen
and had the courage
of the A-Team
maybe then you'd be with me
But for now I'll have to dream
about your smile 'cause you're not
here and all I want to say is
that I really miss you
If I could surf a little better
If I had Sumner's sweater
maybe then you'd be with me
If only I had more time
If I had Mike Ness' hairline
then you'd want to be with me
If only you weren't so fine
If only I wasn't so blind
I'd find a way
to make you stay
then maybe I'd see you
If I woke up
with all these things
Would it even change your feelings
None of that is even me
But for now I'll have to
wait another week
to see your face and all I want to say is
that I really miss you |
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[Sep. 18th, 2005|04:11 pm] |
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Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. So I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hidingand fifteen hundred people I never had a problem with get killed. Now the politicians are sayin' "send in the Marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number got called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some guy from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes home to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile my buddy from Southie realizes the only reason he was over there was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish to scare up oil prices so they could turn a quick buck. A cute, little ancillary benefit for them but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And naturally they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink seven and sevens and play slalom with the icebergs and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil, and kills all the sea-life in the North Atlantic. So my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive so he's got to walk to the job interviews which sucks 'cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorrhoids And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue-plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what'd I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. I figure I'll eliminate the middle man. Why not just shoot my buddy, take his job and give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? Christ, I could be elected President. |
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[Aug. 26th, 2005|09:14 pm] |
I sure would get more done in my life if I didnt sleep...hmmm maybe I am onto something here....
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[Jul. 13th, 2005|01:08 pm] |
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SHOOT THE FUCKING BUNNY AND WIN AN I-POD! |
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[Jun. 17th, 2005|12:01 am] |
funny how people try so hard to impress the people around them in any given situation
people changing in the mater of seconds to get someone, that doesnt matter, to look at them
people are not constant
maybe change is what makes this thing called life so much fun
wonder what it would be like to let go of everything and really not give a shit about people who dont give a shit about you
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[May. 14th, 2005|11:36 pm] |
i saw a girl at my work friday that a knew and i talked to her, true story
last week a car cut me off and i was like "wtf" and then i saw who it was and i was like "hey", true story
today five black ninjas saw that i was home alone and tried to kill me
with their honzo swords, i was too quick (that is right i am faster
then a ninja, a fucking ninja). the last one living is on my floor
begging for her lives as i type these very words....oh shit, she untied
herselfs....brb, true story
blah.........Looking at this pic makes me think of one of the greatest moves ever made, the fast and the furious, this however would have been a way better ending
isnt it cool to talk about killing youself |
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[Jan. 20th, 2005|11:24 pm] |
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I am now 19 years old. I had an ok B-Day I got to see Big
Sam and Brandon tonight. On Wednesday I went to Red Robin with my Dad, Donna,
Matt, and Kim. It was quite swell.
The First week of school is gay and pointless. We should
just start on the 2nd week because going over what you are going to
do in the class is stupid. Why not just fucking start the lesson then we will
know what we are doing and FUCKING LEARN SOMETHING. Side note shy people should not grow up and
become teachers. I hope that one day my cinema teacher will learn how to talk
in a loader voice with out looking at the floor for the whole class.
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| In memory of David “Skab” Dolney |
[Jan. 11th, 2005|10:59 pm] |
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I have learned today about a death of a great and funny man on Flame Vault. One of the posters there known as Skabneck Karplips, Skab, or The Herm has passed on. I didn’t
really get to know the guy too well other then reading his input from his posts. However, it
still makes me feel depressed and my heart goes out to his family. It really
hits home when you think about how it could happen at any time and any place. He
died on Christmas day when his mother’s house that he was visiting for the
holidays caught fire.
http://www.aberdeennews.com/mld/aberdeennews/news/local/10561962.htm
He will truly be miss and I will always remember the time
he made fun of Acid Burn. |
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| Preacher dies with heaven on his lips |
[Jan. 11th, 2005|01:08 pm] |
OVIEDO, Florida
A Presbyterian minister collapsed and died at the pulpit after saying "And when I go to heaven...," his colleague said.
The Rev. Jack Arnold, 69, was nearing the end of his sermon Sunday at Covenant Presbyterian Church when he grabbed the podium before falling to the floor, said the Rev. Michael S. Beats, the church's associate pastor.
Several parishioners with medical backgrounds tried to revive Arnold and paramedics were called, but he appeared to die instantly, Beats said.
Arnold had been the senior minister at the church in this Orlando suburb until the late 1990s when he began traveling to Africa and the Middle East to teach pastors.
The cause of death was believed to be cardiac arrest. He had bypass surgery five years earlier. |
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[Jan. 11th, 2005|01:46 am] |
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On the 15th of this month the apartment will be no more. It
really is a sad time. I came there for the first time this past summer and the
people I met there grew on me very quickly. Brandon, Mike, Joe, The Guy and
Anthony; as well as the daily visitors Little Sam, Big Sam, Danny, Jamie,
Steve, and Angela have become very good friends of mine and I am very thankful
that I had the opportunity to get to know every one of them. I am sure that we
will all stay friends after they all move into their new lives, but it sure was
convenient to have one place to go where the door is always open. Brandon
is moving in with is new girlfriend, Riana (not for sure how to spell her
name), appose to his parents to save money; which is why they all are moving in
the first place. Mike is getting a place of his own with is long term
girlfriend, Meg. Angela is moving out of town to go to school to fulfill her
dream of one day becoming a photographer. I wish her the best of luck and I
will miss her greatly. Joe is moving into an apartment with Little Sam and
Danny. Most of my free time after the 15th will most likely be spent there, but
I am sure that it will never add up to the greatness that is and always will be
“The Apartment.” All the fun we had there whether it be just the “usuals”
having a good time or a full out party with cops showing up; I know that I for
one will always remember the times I spent there. I wish everyone that has ever
stepped food into that great place a wonderful life. I hope I get to see the
people that are not moving too far away just as often as I do now. All of you
have been great friends to me and I hope you know that I would help you all in
the time of need.
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[Dec. 22nd, 2004|06:04 pm] |
This is a picture of my life goal fading away in one swift motion.
No more reason to live….
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[Dec. 22nd, 2004|05:53 pm] |
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Well I has been a long time since I wrote and I have been
getting E-mail after e-mail demanding for more or else “Death to my first born
is DOOMED!” as one stalker put it.
School is out for about a month and there isn’t much to do.
Seems like the New Years party that was going to happen isn’t because Brandon
has ‘other plans.” Yes, I know I am pissed off to.
Nothing else is really going on been kind of a boring month
of nothingness. Thank god I have Friends, WoW, FV and The Ness to keep me from going
crazy from the boringness I call life.
Maybe I will have more to say at a later date.
WOWSHIT
Out….
PIC OF THE DAY
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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[Nov. 22nd, 2004|11:26 pm] |
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I have a dentist appointment in the morning. I Hate the Dentist
with a great passion. After it is over however I will pick up my copy of wow
and forget all about it. <Scarywater> will rock your shit.
Pic of the mother fuckin day:
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[Nov. 21st, 2004|04:14 pm] |
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I fixed the squeaking on Red Beauty today. I am happy that I
will be able to drive her again with out getting very irritated. Thanksgiving
is on Thursday and I can’t wait. It will be bad ass since I am having some
people over. I hope my mom don’t flip out when she sees how many people are
going to be there. I also can’t wait till Tuesday. I am bored out of my mind
and I need something to do.
Well this picture really doesn’t need an explanation if you
where at the apartment last night.
Sorry for the lack of entertainment as of late. I have been
doing other things and have not had time to update this site (or journal or
what not). Now that I have done so I hope the threatening letters will stop. Oh
and to the person who calls me late and night and just breaths into the phone,
can you please stop that, it is creeping me out.
Pic of the day:
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[Nov. 16th, 2004|11:56 am] |
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Last night was very fun. There were quite a few people over
at the apartment and we all just started to have a good time. I am really going
to miss that place when the payments are up and everyone goes their separate
ways in a month. Each and every one of them is truly great friends.
Yah well so. The guy thinks I look like the lead singer of Napalm
Death.
I don’t think I do however. What do you think? |
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[Nov. 15th, 2004|12:15 am] |
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Ok so how many years would you have to go with out a woman before
you got one of these?
What one would you rather have been?
I did all my homework tonight. Like every night I pushed it
off to the last minuet but I rock at life and finished it before 11
so I can listen to Love Line. But then Riki and The Ness wanted to talk to me
on AIM cause I am such a bad ass so here I am updating my LJ(ya it is cool to
say LJ instead of Live Journal) at 12:00 at night. I am very happy to have met Ness
she is a very kick ass person to talk to since she always makes me feel good
about myself. Deep down inside I know she just wants my penis.
StormAnimal 1881: sexings?
Kedrin027: you want my e-penis don’t you
StormAnimal 1881: yes.
Kedrin027: you are going to have to work for it tonight
e-girlfriend
StormAnimal 1881: bah. I just got shitty sex
Kedrin027: well.....that isn’t going to help me get off now
is it
StormAnimal 1881: Well, fuck you, i haven’t gotten off in a
week
Kedrin027: well it has been a week since you have been with
me
Kedrin027: <3
StormAnimal 1881: <3.
Well I guess I will call it a night.
Oh shit, Pic of the day:
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