im one of the few people who can throw a knuckle ball correctly and effectively.
I like big butts and I can not lie You other brothers cant deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waste And a round thing in your face You get sprung Wanna pull up front Cuz you notice that butt was stuffed Deep in the jeans shes wearing Im hooked and I cant stop staring Oh, baby I wanna get with ya And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me But with that butt you got Me so horney RocketBoy
-I actually know what Carbon is talking about I am 5'10 I mainly listen to punk rock, but my favorite band is Coldplay If I could, I would eat Chinese for the rest of my life
I wrestled a 600 lb. black bear once (but then again, who hasn't). It was at a Sports/RV show on a stage in front of about 3000 people in Grand Rapids and if you pinned him you got $10,000. How hard could it be? The whistle blew and the bastard threw me around like a rag doll across the stage and at one point had me on my stomach with all his weight on my back, essentially pinning ME. The owner was on the sidelines yelling "roll over!" Roll over or something bad is gonna happen"! I did not want to stick around for an interpretation of that statement so I was finally able to squirm onto my back as I stared at this stinky ass with horrible cabbage breath and yellow teeth (yes he had all of his teeth and nails) and then he got up and I got the hell out of there. I escaped with shredded Levi's and a bloody leg. My wife still tells me how dumb I was to do that.
We used to have a football coach that did the same thing for a dollar a minute. He didn't get paid but he got a nickname
heck, I'm sure I've topped that in the # of tickets I've received *knock on wood* but I've lost count. Do you ever get to the point of losing count of these broken bones? oh and to add random fact: when I was a kid, my parents told me that I was riding in the back seat. I was around 4 or 5 years of age, maybe 6. apparently, I opened up the left door in the back and held onto the door handle of the 70-something Old's station wagon. my legs were dangling under the car, about to go under the wheel, because my dad who was driving was making a left hand turn. when my parents stopped and asked me what I was thinking, I simply said, "I wanted to get out."
I've just been asked so many times because I used to always have a cast on. So my friends and I would always say, "Lucky number..". It started to not hurt breaking them and become more of a hassle going to the hospital. And it's always fun talking to Social Services asking me if mommy and daddy did this.
I moved to North Carolina two years ago. And I lived there for 30 days and then I moved back to Washington, less than a mile away from my old house.
You know you have had an exciting life when the number of take offs you have done in a plane out balance the number of times youve landed in one
NEVER sleep with one arm or leg hanging off the bed because the monsters with giant teeth under the bed will bite you.
I think you're right. I must have read about Primus opening for their last tour in an interview regarding their upcoming Roll the Bones tour.
Well, glad you got that all out of your system before I go flying with you!! I am at about 18 bones and two dislocated shoulders, mostly from downhill ski racing. Hey Rich, ya see what youve got to look forward to if you hang out with us too much!
Crap, he might be right. There was a Mr. Big opening and a Primus opening. Which was which? I'm thinking Primus *was* Roll the Bones and Mr. Big was Presto... is that right? Edit: adding random fact: I have a woman and I have a wife. The woman: my cat. The wife: my six string Tobias bass.
Hmmm...Another computer geek/bass player on the board? How can we possibly co-exist? Tobias = NICE stuff.