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You should take a trip through Europe. I was born in Texas and I hate it, but I hate everywhere. When I lived in Italy, I loved Europe. Everyone just seemed more chill then Americans. You really should take a trip somewhere, just to get away from all the craziness of your life. Sometimes you need to take a look at things from a distance to truely see how they are.

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I am not good at life.

 

 

you need to fix your life just as you need to fix your orange track shorts after your sister tugged on the waistband. the track shorts represent a metaphorical microcosm of your life: slacking, and needs to be pulled together. you earlier stated that your "rad life" disappeared once you stopped wearing the track shorts; which should tell you what you need to do.

 

this is why i keep stressing the importance of the orange track shorts.

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I have friends.

I am just tired of most of them.

And I have been neglecting a lot of them the last year or so.

Just flaking and never hanging out.

I just get tired of going to the same parties with the same people I have been seeing and hearing talk about the same shit for the last 10 years.

 

I have a new friend.

And he is better than the rest.

 

I should fix the track shorts.

They saw me through some super awesome times.

I think you are on to something.

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And to reflect is to regret throwing it all away and apathy my one way

Street it took so much from me separated by this divide I created

Through my fears and in your tears you tried to show blind eyes and

Tell deaf ears if we can make it through the landslide standing we'll

Lift each other up to see the bliss on the horizon been looking

In from the outside lately I've seen who I used to be and it's not me

And we can keep healing and we can keep holding on I just want to take

You where our time won't be waste anymore through the mountains on the

Water we'll stay engulfed in one another and when I can wake up to see the

Sunrise in your eyes and we'll finally be free I'll know I've made it home so lets go out west

And bask in the overcast and walking through the rain we'll see the

Beauty in life again

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Costa Rican artist Guillermo Habacuc Vargas has enraged animal welfare and rights advocates, by displaying a starving dog and leaving it to die as part of an 'exhibit,' during an art show at the Galeria Codice in Nicaragua.

 

A boycott of the artists work, already supported by over 3000 signatures, is gaining world wide attention via an online petition, when it became known that Guillermo Habacuc Vargas was chosen to represent his country in the 'Bienal Centroamericana Honduras 2008.'

 

The artist, allegedly, did not permit the dog to be given food or water during the event and subsequently the dog died where it lay.

 

Concerned animal welfare activists state that exhibiting a live, starving dog, is not 'art' but quite clearly, animal abuse.

 

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The artist.

So if you see him, punch him in the throat for me.

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damn, i fucking hate those "artists" that try to do "controversial" shit just for shock-value to garner attention. there's artists that do legitimate work that may have an unintended controversial byproduct, and then there's those attention whores who simply aim for controversy and try to "raise the bar" with how repugnant they can get

 

there's already the stereotype that artists are pretentious, but anyone that does that shit is without a doubt a pretentious selfish piece of shit.

 

bloodfart, if i saw him, i'd remember what you said and then i'd punch him in his glasses, and let the shards tear in to his pupils.

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And to reflect is to regret throwing it all away and apathy my one way

Street it took so much from me separated by this divide I created

Through my fears and in your tears you tried to show blind eyes and

Tell deaf ears if we can make it through the landslide standing we'll

Lift each other up to see the bliss on the horizon been looking

In from the outside lately I've seen who I used to be and it's not me

And we can keep healing and we can keep holding on I just want to take

You where our time won't be waste anymore through the mountains on the

Water we'll stay engulfed in one another and when I can wake up to see the

Sunrise in your eyes and we'll finally be free I'll know I've made it home so lets go out west

And bask in the overcast and walking through the rain we'll see the

Beauty in life again

 

Such a good song.

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mags!!!!!!! i haven't had mags since i was 13. they were white, on my hot pink kuwahara. i ate shit on that bike and cracked the top tube from the steer tube. i fucked my shoulder up on that one...

 

bikes make me happy, i hope this one will start a good run for ya

You can still get all that hot old school BMX shit on Ebay NOS (new old stock)!! You can even get brand new Skyway mag wheels sets with sealed bearings in 20 and 24 inches. I have come across complete old school BMX bikes like Skyways, even NOS. Basically you can piece together a complete vintage bike with NOS parts if you wanted to. You should check it out.

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This Guillermo Habacuc Vargas piece of shit needs more than a punch to the throat. He needs to be kidnapped, tied up in a far off remote location, had a glass tube shoved up his dick, smashed, then left to be brought to the brink of starvation. only to be allowed food and water at the very last moment. then when saved from starvation, beat down with a cro-bar, knees smashed, ankles smashed, nose smashed, teeth smashed, then a nail driven through both testicles. then he can be left to die of starvation or blood loss, while surrounded by lame ass sorry excuses for artwork.

 

edit: this shit just fucked up my attempt to control my anger.

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[intro]

Yeah..

Its 50

One shot, One kill, What's the deal?

Yeah, what's the deal?

Listen..

 

[Chorus]

Lil' homie, when it rains it pours

Hollow Tips and Talons, when it rains it pours

You caught in lead showers, just because

Niggaz aint playin', when it rains it pours

Niggaz get set up, cuz when it rains it pours

End up wed up, cuz when it rains it pours

It usually, goes down over money and whores

But lil' homie, in my hood, when it rains it pours

 

[Verse]

Aint nutin changed, niggaz doin the same old shit

Them new Hollow tips and them same old clips

In the projects niggaz fuck with the same old chicks

And somehow they still think there game so sick

Now i'm finna rip, niggaz know i'm about my grip

I dont trick man i barely even feed a bitch

She say im stingy, i said i dont need you bitch

Go ahead leave, see if i chase you, shiit

Tell your mami, i catch her on the street i'ma get her

She know i'm on parole, why she call police on a nigga

She jus' mad, cuz a nigga pockets all swoll'

When she asked to borrow sumthin', i said hell naw

I was tellin' the lil' homies all about this shit

So keep your mind on your money and dont trus no bitch

Keep your head high notes when them pigs came

But her ass kinda fat so niggaz treat her the same

This is real..

 

[Chorus]

Lil' homie, when it rains it pours

Hollow Tips and Talons, when it rains it pours

You caught in lead showers, just because

Niggaz aint playin', when it rains it pours

Niggaz get set up, cuz when it rains it pours

End up wed up, cuz when it rains it pours

It usually, goes down over money and whores

But lil' homie, in my hood, when it rains it pours

 

[Verse]

It was blood stains on my stoop when ??Eyeball?? (?? Niball??) got shot

When homicide outside, nigga i'm not

Its the third time niggaz dunn circled the block

Its money out now, yeah, but damn its hot

They love to catch a nigga on a direct sale

They say tell us who caught the body or you goin' to jail

Look if you know the drill you stay the fuck outta dodge

Say what's happenin' to the captain and what's up to the searg'

Fuck bein' in a cage man that shit for the birds

Charlie drunk drinkin' While Irish Row's on the curb

I know a spot fulla niggaz tryna get a few bucks

Hopin' then nutin' come out they gon' have um some luck

PH to the deuce, they stumbled off Matt

Lost his re-up money man that's all he had

Magazine from the store so he can look at the cars

And do pull-ups in the park on the monkey bars

Man it's fucked..

 

[Chorus]

Lil' homie, when it rains it pours

Hollow Tips and Talons, when it rains it pours

You caught in lead showers, just because

Niggaz aint playin', when it rains it pours

Niggaz get set up, cuz when it rains it pours

End up wed up, cuz when it rains it pours

It usually, goes down over money and whores

But lil' homie, in my hood, when it rains it pours

 

[Outro]

[Gunshots, Sirens, Choppers, Rain, Thunder]

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this thread = bummer

 

 

fuck that dog dude. id fuck him up on site

 

 

 

GALVESTON, Texas - A baby girl was released from a hospital 11 days after police say she was burned in a motel microwave oven.

 

The infant's mother blamed the devil for what happened, saying Satan compelled her husband to put the baby in the microwave. The devil "saw my husband as a threat" because of his efforts to become a preacher, Eva Marie Mauldin, 20, told Houston television station KHOU.

 

"He would never do anything to hurt her," she said. "Satan was working through his weaknesses."

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Mauldin said her husband had a mental disability and her efforts to get him help have failed.

 

Doctors at the Shriners Burn Hospital performed at least two skin grafts on 2-month-old Ana Marie Mauldin, who suffered burns on her face and hand May 10. She was released Monday and placed in foster care, and a custody hearing was scheduled later this week.

 

The baby's father, Joshua Mauldin, 19, was charged with felony injury to a child and was jailed on $250,000 bond. If found guilty, he could face up to 99 years in prison.

 

Police say father switched story

Mauldin, of Warren, Ark., came to Galveston with his family earlier this month to be a preacher, authorities said. When he first called 911, he said the baby had been burned when he tripped while carrying a pot of hot water in their motel room, police said.

 

He later told police he put his daughter in the microwave because he was under stress. Police said the infant was in the oven for 10 to 20 seconds while her mother and grandmother were away.

 

Baby Ana Marie did not suffer any internal injuries, said Gwen Carter, spokeswoman for Child Protective Services. She said the child is now "doing really well, making eye contact and was responsive to hospital staff when they held her."

 

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/18807327/

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