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I think that when shit like this comes up, it means it's time to call it quits and walk away. Nothing lasts forever. If it were me, I would break up right then. Then go hook up with someone super hot.

What else I like? Bong rips and cookies for breakfast. You gonna say that's lame, too? Nope.

I like country music. It's what I came up listening to. Gram Parsons and Jerry Jeff Walker. It's what I still listen to on a regular basis. I like new country by old punks that are doing what all the old punks are doing. Don't doubt my judgment or intelligence.

only squares care about boring shit like what time it is.

Re: CHECKIN IN ON NIGGAS His face stays rubbing against strippers' sex parts.

Re: CHECKIN IN ON NIGGAS Mero is the Tracy Morgan of 12oz. Only Mero doesn't have a funny looking face or huge gut.

Re: CHECKIN IN ON NIGGAS Paperback would be cheapest. So that is the way I will go. Hopefully, if I work hard and fast...I should be able to wrap it up in about six months.

Re: CHECKIN IN ON NIGGAS I was working on a book. But I got wrapped up in life and quit writing it. Now going back and re-reading all the old shit...I decided to scrap it all and start fresh. It's about five million times better this way.

Re: CHECKIN IN ON NIGGAS I've started writing out my life story again. This time starting at the beginning. Where all stories should start. I'm going to keep working on it and self-publish it once I am done. As many copies as I can afford. Probably take up some donations when the time comes. I am biased, but I am feeling like my writing has really grown over the last few years. And this shit is starting out really most excellent.

Re: CHECKIN IN ON NIGGAS Much like the Geto Boys critically-acclaimed album that was released in 1991..... We Can't Be Stopped.

Re: CHECKIN IN ON NIGGAS Never question Mero. It's all about trusting the process. Or something like that. Something good will happen. Or else.

Re: CHECKIN IN ON NIGGAS I'll follow you anywhere.

I just got a tattoo of a sheep in wolf's clothing. It's a lot less creepy than that dude. This thread made me feel uncomfortable. Bummer.

So you're the fat Turkish teenager that stole my Stolen? I'm going to kick your head right off your body.

Yeah dude, cause if you see some chick on a bright red Sunday Funday Pro....it MUST be me. Cause there is like, only one of them in the universe. Or any of the custom bikes...cause you are totally going to remember individual components on a bike you briefly saw on the internet and be able to place it to a sn of a person that you know nothing about. Lame.

Heights make my vagina feel like it's been kicked by a mule. It's not a feeling that I enjoy.

In downtown Austin, there are tons of bats that live under one of the bridges. Erry night at dusk, they swarm out. It's pretty awesome.

I concur. It's one of the few shows that makes me actually laugh.

I would divorce my husband if he wouldn't suck a dick for 50 million dollars. Real talk.

Babies are cute. Shit isn't. If I was going to eat meat, I would only eat the cutest of meats available. Only God can judge me.

I don't know if I could eat a live baby. It seems like too many arms and legs to deal with. I guess if I knocked it out first, then it wouldn't be as much of a challenge. I was just visualizing a "pulled pork" baby sandwich. Or maybe some type of thinly sliced baby Reuben. But then again, when it comes to baby sandwiches, the possibilities are endless. I probably wouldn't eat an African baby, it seems like they wouldn't be as delicious as a fatty American baby. Oh, and the deal is off if there isn't cheese on the baby sandwich.

Also, for 50 million dollars I would eat a sandwich made out of a baby. A human baby. I don't eat any animals. But I would just dump some Stubb's or Sweet Baby Ray's on that shit and go to town.

I told my dude I draw the line at shitting in my mouth. So I guess it's not anybody's anything. And no you wouldn't I know nothing about you, but I stand firm in the knowledge that I could take you in a street fight.

For arguments sake...say it was one of these horrible horrible women that were offering me the money. Their faces make my bits and pieces want to vomit bile. And that isn't even physically possible. But that's how unsexy they are to me. But for 50 million dollars, I would just take some shots of Jameson's and think of all the miniature animals and pizza I could buy with that money. I've made it with some decently gnarly dudes in my time. And that was all for free because they made me laugh. Bring in enough money to last me five lifetimes..and I will put anybody's anything in my mouth.

Well, I am 300% totally into dudes...and 0% into chicks. And if the tables were turned and the offer came to me from a chick, I would do it. I wouldn't give a shit what she looked like, as long as she was clean. And as long as it didn't take a million years. If it was the same as a dude and would be handled up in a matter of a few minutes...I am totally there.