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Originally posted by ctrl+alt+del

my mom found my paint today, it was funny, i think they were expecting me to get all defensive and feel ashamed, but i was just like, yeah...so?

the conversation with my mom about graff took place the day after my 18th birthday... we were in the car and it went something like this:

 

mom: so you're drinking again, huh?

me: yeah

mom: and you're still smoking, huh?

me: yeah

mom: and you're painting graffiti, huh?

me: yeah

 

a few months ago me and my mom both got home from different bars around the same time, and as she's heading into her room to go to bed she says: "oh, i saw a billboard you did on the way home from tonight... good job..."

 

 

 

 

anyways, this weekend was pretty insane... lots and lots of beer... more than usual... rode my bike drunk a bunch, painted drunk a bunch, ran from cops drunk a bunch (haven't done that in a long long time...)

trying to make out with this girl (we were, once again, very very drunk) we managed to fall down the entire flight of stairs we were at the top of... i'm sore...

saturday morning we had a barbeque in my friend's front yard, which degenerated in several drawn out, coed wrestling matches...

i think i was pretty much drunk from thursday night untill this morning... very nice every once in a while...

 

oh, and there's no class tomorrow, so woo fucking hoo...

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Two old pensioners are taking a trip down memory lane by going back to the place where they first met.

 

Sitting at a café, the little old man says, "Remember the first time I met you over 50 years ago? We left this cafe, went round the corner behind the gas works, and I gave you one from behind."

 

"Why, yes, I remember it well, dear," replies the little old lady with a grin.

 

"Well, for old time's sake, let's go there again. and I'll give you one from behind."

 

The two pensioners pay their bill and leave the cafe. A young man sitting next to them has overheard the conversation and smiles to himself, thinking it would be quite amusing to see two old pensioners at it. He gets up and follows them. Sure enough, he sees the two pensioners near the gas works. The little old lady pulls off her knickers and lifts up her dress.

 

The old man pulls down his pants and grabs the lady's hips, and the little old lady reaches for the fence. Well, what follows is 40 minutes of the most athletic sex the man has ever seen. The little old man is banging away at the little old woman at a pace that can only be described as phenomenal. Limbs are flying everywhere, the movement is a blur, and they do not stop for a single second. Finally, they collapse and don't move for an hour.

 

Well, the man is stunned. Never in his life has he ever seen anything that equates to this -- not in the movies, not from his friends, not from his own experiences.

 

Reflecting on what he has just seen, he says to himself, "I have to know his secret. If only I could shag like that now, let alone in 50 years' time!"

 

The two old pensioners have by this time recovered and dressed themselves. Plucking up courage, the man approaches the pensioner.

 

He says, "Sir, in all my life I have never seen anybody shag like that, particularly at your age. What's your secret? Could you shag like that 50 years ago?"

 

The pensioner replies, "Son, 50 years ago, that fucking fence wasn't electrified."

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When Neil Armstrong first walked on the moon, he said "One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind, good luck Mr. Goorski."

 

For years, mission control tried to find what he meant by "Good luck Mr. Goorski." They checked with Russian astronauts but could not locate Mr. Goorski. Until now, Neil would not reveal what he meant by "Good luck Mr. Goorski."

 

Today in a press conference, he told reporters that years ago, when he was a young boy, he and his brother were playing ball when his brother hit the ball under their neighbor's bedroom window. When Neil went to retrieve the ball, he overheard his neighbor's wife, Mrs. Goorski, telling her husband, "ORAL SEX? I'LL GIVE YOU ORAL SEX WHEN THE KID NEXT DOOR WALKS ON THE MOON!"

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im all outa stuff which will get me high (no drug talk - hahah)

so that needs to be considered

 

also, if it get any hotter, im going to be swimming - in a pool of sweat!

 

"having a heatwaaaaavve"

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