i was at the pool and some little kid and his friends said we couldn't play tennis baseball- then he called me a sloth- so i picked him up and me and my brother put him and one of his friends who was laughing and put them in a trash can and closed the lid- i thought it was cool until my mom yelled at me- then i realised my mistake and started to cry- all right the last part was made up- sry i just wanted to put it out there
Can I get a Howard Dean Byyyaahhh!!!
i think one pole is where its at. one pole steeze for life. -ackerbacker
i was camping and me and my friend were walking back to the site and then hells angels (a bunch of kids on there bikes) were riding along and then one kids like move so i ran after him (not hard this kid was fat) and then i grab weel my friend puts his bike in a tree.
then latter that day i was running along and a kid says your slow so i put him in a tree
Last time I heard one of my friends say I did something bad it involved the words I dont remember, no condom, and oh crap.
No But me and a friend stuck a trash can on this girls head once. It was pretty funny. We just looked at each other and he grabbed her and I stuck it on her.
73% of NS actually thinks I wrote the "Without volition I screamed my battle cry....." thread.
I had a dream last night that I was friends with Ellen Degeneras. I talked to her when she was jogging by and we were standing in snow... I had no skis on... I was walking. Then some lady stopped in her car, took a picture then drove off. God help me.- Skiierman
Haha, don't feel bad ,nothing happened to them. Actually sounds pretty amusing to me...
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"My brother also took a shit right after that, yes, INSIDE the car in bumper to bumper traffic. He took a shit in the car. He layed down napkins all over the floor and shit all over them, it was so funny." ~ec156
“When I run, when I'm high, I just forget to get tired." ~mothaeast
Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Whose gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinburg? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.