Avesism

Big Fam?

quit writing. study subway writing.

son im about to break into the leftover jug of moonshine from diggity's down south georgia ass wedding. the shit is diesel!

bad trip in a bottle. the weirdest yawns ever!

i joke. im at home counting my money.

give me a beer

bail reduction hearing style! pay for your lawyer to go in front of tv judge, but cant afford bail. the shit is all too familiar! i don't dance. i just kinda spaz. that dont work with tha nuskulE rave bitches. shit, either i know you or you paying too close. red foxxx is my boy.

naw boston bitches got attitude. esp the sexy ass rich yuppie ones. alright, im out. if anyone needs me, i'll be at charlie's hittin on punk rock chicks and flirting with the bartender.

come thru!

damn. that bitch is nuts. her body doesn't look like something im not down to fuck with, but i cant get a good scope of the grill piece she's workin with from that grainy ass video.

D, im tryin to get some new pussy! you know how these boston bitches are...im not tryin to fuck with some newb street douche and im sick of hipster scenester mission hill art school bitches. i've yet to venture into the internet graff groupie realm(no pun) so, i figure now's as good a time as any!

i seen that video before. that ain't really her. caman, let's see teh porkchop noodz.

pics?

word up. porkchop, how you look? send me some pics. you got an ass like the 12oz booty contest winner? what color is your hair? hurry up and get at me. im heading out to get my friday night on in a bit. send me your number. i'll drunk dial you while im out. get at me!

man, i know mad writers, famous writers, some even more famous than me! whattup bitches? my pm box ain't fillin' up fast enough, let's do this!

im not bullshitting. i've been sleeping on this get with a bitch via 12oz shit for way too long. yo, im single, good lookin, witty, paid, and famous...ask about me. PM me. let's make this shit happen. i'll fuck that pussy up. you'll love it.

red sox.

Miss Kittin http://rapidshare.com/files/82068839/MissKittin_s_SnowMix_01-2007.mp3.zip.html snow mix 1/07 http://rapidshare.com/files/82073433/Miss_Kittin_-_Paris_Beach_Mix_August_2007.mp3.zip.html swim kit mix 8/07

that would be me. i thought it was pretty funny. evidently you didn't. sorry. in all honestly though, polls have always been a joke around here. i wasn't trying to ruin your thread, really. i do moderate, btw. believe me, there's more than enough babysitting to tend to in the image forums. the cops are all over those things. whenever i get a pm, i handle whatever the problem is. i've not once gotten a pm pertaining to this forum, and shit, i never really saw much in here that needed moderating. i come in here to fuck off and read funny shit. this place is the free for all here. sorry if i'm not taking it as seriously as you think i should, but dude, caman... podrido fucks animals?

looking up pixies lyrics (debaser) lead me to this... Un Chien Andalou (English: An Andalusian Dog) is a 16-minute[1] surrealist film made in France in 1928 by Spanish writer/directors Luis Buñuel and Salvador Dalí, and released in 1929 in Paris. It is one of the best-known surrealist films of the French avant-garde film movement of the 1920s. It is also considered one of the most prominent films in Spanish Surrealism. It stars Simone Mareuil and Pierre Batcheff as the unnamed protagonists. The film has no plot, in the normal sense of the word. There are two central characters, an unnamed man and woman. The chronology of the film is disjointed: for example, it jumps from "once upon a time" to "eight years later" without the events changing. It uses dream logic that can be described in terms of Freudian free association, presenting a series of tenuously related scenes that attempt to shock the viewer. http://www.ubu.com/film/bunuel.html

there's far too much for me to read here so if this has already been said, whoops... this place goes in cycles. it has it's ups and downs. open, closed, exclusive, inclusive, none of that makes a difference, from what i've seen. that being said, i take props quite seriously and feel sorely neglected only having one little white square next to my name. where did i go wrong? is it my inconsistency in my postings in ch0? am i simply just not popular enough? does no one care about me? where did i go wrong?

when the hate is flowin, you know you're doing something right.

the patriots are perfect. i cant wait for baseball to start back up. that being said, bars and clubs close at 2- lame, but at least you can find fun afterhours shit happening if you want. today is the official end of the big dig. i figure this is a good marker to signify that the city has lost all it's character as it had been since the mid 90's. nobody from the city or the surrounding metro area gets up to speak of these days, but some of said writers still has some of the best styles happening. rent is absurd. the women are hot but are for the most part stuck up douche bags. plenty of southie and charlestwon natives are still wicked racist. i hardly find myself hanging out in town propper anymore, but im always in and still enjoy cambridge. who cares about the bruins.