HST = RIP.
When your heroes start killing themselves, you wonder what they knew and you didn't.
Okay. Fine. I try to post a link to the Denver Post story about the suicide and I get shit from The Broad about not cutting her in on the profit.
There are three steps to profit.
1) Steal Underwear.
2) {???}
3) Profit
There's a link at drudgereport.com about it.
What a way to start the week.
Happy worthless federal holiday everyone.
Wad, honey, that offer for Pepsi still stands if you need to make contact.
Underwear Gnomes!!!!
(Genus: Gnomis SubUbi)
I just love old school South Park.
Screw you guys, I'm going home,
Dix
Wad,
Sorry to hear you so down in the dumps. I can hear the Eeyore in your voice just reading your posts. Or maybe it's cynicism. Damn electronic medium.
Regardless, I wish I lived closer and could offer to lend a hand. About the only thing I can do from 2,400 miles away is suggest you get in touch with Weas since I'm sure he'd be more than happy to turn you on to his headhunters.
Other than that, take Broad up on that Pepsi and go drown your sorrows in a non-alcoholic bubbly tonic.
Get better old friend,
Dix
Ugh...
Up far too late. Must get up far too early...
SRV.. Life Without You... Live. On the xmms...
A strong desire for a double Crown Royal, done neat.
Tight chest=chest pains.
Wad wonders if it's all been worth it.
Day after day
night after night
second guessing every minute
as the years go passing by
#sigh#
I really wish this guy hadn't flown in that helicopter.
Life without you
All the love you passed our way
Angels have waited for so long
Now they have their way...
And the guitar solo that made we wanna learn the guitar.
So begins what promises to be another long fucking week.
Broad, sorry for the potential weiner sighting. I know how awkward those ex sightings are.
#lights out#
Aw, hell, one more quote...
#Raven# I tried setting my hotmail password to penis.
#Raven# It said my password wasn't long enough. :(
}narf narf narf{
{sob}