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Post by ryan dyck on Oct 7, 2002 2:53:27 GMT -5
last night i had a strange dream that went on all night that i was at a family reunion in a big house that we were renting a few rooms of from a big disfunctional family. i had a huge crush onone of the girls in that family, but i never talked to her cause i was nervous. and i hated my family reunion. i didn't recognize anybody. but there was one wrinkly old lady with jacked teeth that had long random hair growing out of the gums. and there was a professional baseball player for some reason. and alot more really messed up stuff.
chomp on that
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Post by ryan dyck on Oct 7, 2002 12:24:13 GMT -5
you know how when you go to tim hortons there is almost always at least one person you know? well, at least thats the way it is for me. sometimes they're cool people, or good looking women (ok... well, never the women) but usually it is just somebody who you went to high school with or a boring co-worker. then you have to go through the annoying process of asking how they are doing and pretending to care and then them asking you the same question and you having to give up some trivial bits of your life for them to forget as soon as they walk away. it's interesting how these people you talked to three times through five years of high school suddenly have an interest in your life.
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Post by Stuci Firme on Oct 7, 2002 15:57:48 GMT -5
and then you poo
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CLAY, THE
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squeezable mayonaisse..... SQUEEZABLE!
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Post by CLAY, THE on Oct 8, 2002 1:30:38 GMT -5
then wipe... aaah the signifigant wipe
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Post by ryan dyck on Oct 8, 2002 2:51:17 GMT -5
one of the best feelings in the world is getting off of work after a crappy day and skating home as fast as you can. especially at night when traffic is sparce and the cool breeze blows through your hair caressing your head and making you feel like a human again. or maybe it just feels so good because i haven't washed my hair in 4 days and the breeze is soothing that horrible burning.
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SallyStalker
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Post by SallyStalker on Oct 9, 2002 0:20:59 GMT -5
I dreamt I cut my hair and it was very distressing. Hey that's almost a pun. Dis-tressing. Get it? Ha.
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Post by Jonnyvalid on Oct 9, 2002 0:52:53 GMT -5
i don't like jokes
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SallyStalker
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Post by SallyStalker on Oct 9, 2002 11:22:26 GMT -5
Well, I don't like you! *insert evil laugh here*
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Post by ryan dyck on Oct 9, 2002 23:50:10 GMT -5
sometimes i wonder what it would be like to go back in time to another era where i would be superior for some reason. like i could go back to 1972 and teach everybody how to ollie or form the first punk band or something, but chances are if i did go back in time i would end up being lazy there too and never change the world then just like now.
yeehaw
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Post by oohwahahahah on Oct 10, 2002 1:22:36 GMT -5
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Post by Haywood Jablowme on Oct 10, 2002 13:59:08 GMT -5
nifty fire truck!
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Post by nave on Oct 10, 2002 21:30:35 GMT -5
I have yet to see a pink fire truck...
I like the tail lights on it... How colorful.
What in the name of god is that black thing hanging from the bottom?!?
Actually, it's a very nice turtle, if you look at it upside-down.
Wonder-full
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Post by SallyStalker on Oct 10, 2002 23:01:08 GMT -5
I think it's supposed to be red.
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Post by oohwahahahah on Oct 10, 2002 23:29:47 GMT -5
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Post by ryan dyck on Oct 11, 2002 0:12:18 GMT -5
sometimes when i'm by myself for a while i start talking to myself. today i skated home from the bus exchange and when i got home i saw an old computer monitor sitting in my living room. i said to myself, "are you thinking what i'm thinking?" and my brain replied, "of course i am, i'm your freakin brain!"
i just get no respect.
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