SteveAustin

dude...a 12 pack of Natty Light will have you cleared up in no time. that shit might as well be located in the laxative aisle. nassty.

I remember it. RIP. its always those private planes....

its really not that big of a deal. if you just let it go...it'll go away...just like this guys. no...thats not his unit...its his fucking intestines popping out of his abdominal wall. There's an even worse pic I've seen...but I'm not motivated enough to track it down.

The 1958 Rothko oil painting, titled No. 15, sold for $8.96m in May of 2004. The 1953 painting, "Homage to Matisse," sold for $22.5 million dollars. I dig Rothko...a lot. Biting happens all the time in the art world...they just call them influences and its all good.

SpyD...tell me you have this kite. OG status for real. I probably went through a dozen of these as a kid.

I'm just waiting for Tourist Trophy to drop. Hopefully it'll be as bad ass as Gran Turismo...only on superbikes. <----- giddy.

you're telling me.

fuck...he's a spy...shoot him. now.

my toothpaste is cinnamon flavored, its not chinese, korean or japanese...and quite frankly...it rules.

actually...hernia = surgery.

I've got friends in Phoenix and Scotsdale. I've been a couple times and am headed back out there again in July/August. Sedona and Flagstaff are also dope. Hell...I'd move there...I hate the fucking cold shitty winters here.

wierd...I was just talking about this beezy this weekend. my final analysis....she's hot...I'd smash.

yeah....but its only one letter away from Got Bush. just sayin....

I've got credit cards and good credit ratings galore. I know...you guys hate me.

once all the sand gets cleaned off the streets and I've had a few months active riding to get familar with the ride...I'm supposed to go out and ride with an ex sport bike racer to get some tips.

that looks like that would get boring as hell drawing the same technical shit over and over and over.

Luckily...I don't really have to worry about them all playing nice. everyone's old enough to be able to get along. its just more fun to put some people outside of their comfort zone. I've got lots of friends from lots of different walks of life.

yup...banana spider. these also creeped me the fuck out: I seem to remember a bad movie where someone flushed one and it grew to be huge from feeding on scientific cadavers.

I've recently decided that its fun to throw them all together. When I make plans...and other peeps call later on...I just tell them we're all doing whatever it is I'm doing. This weekend...I'll be bringing fancy, overdressed people to dirty dives and listening to live music.

I've been trying to remember what really freaked me out as a kid...and the only thing that comes to mind are these: had them all over our neighborhood. hated those fuckers.

wow...that is a shitty raise. I'm due up for another one next month.

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I can't remember what's going on tonight...probably involves beer though. Saturday...I'm going for a ride in the afternoon and rolling out to my boys cd release party. Sunday...I might go for a ride in the morning (depends on weather)...meet the rents for lunch and then go see the dropkick murphys. thats it in a nutshell.

Atlanta and Phoenix/Scottsdale for sure.

I wouldn't touch Nicole Ritchey, Pam Anderson, the transexual and that other Simpson girl. As much as I hate to admit it...I'd toss Paris around like a gay man tosses a salad. She may be a dumb bitch...but she's a hot dumb bitch.