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DOH i meant Cox linds, brandon - still interested?

classic, mugz, classic

actually, i find him to be funny as all damn hell

no, actually he was begging for mustard ayup, you guessed it - *spicy* mustard

linds - you know what they say is the best cure for a headache, right?

are there emails going back and forth about this with some of the heads from nyc? i'd like to know if there is some sort of get together kind of thing in the works, you know. i have NO problem horrifying people on the plane ride, but i'd like to horrify them first here. and have you made room changes yet? i'm all about the orgies.

david - are you ready? it's about the only thing keeping me sane right now

no can do for you little girl... it's graham crackers, apple juice and nappy wappy with blanky wanky time for you:tongue:

one of my best friends is seeing a girl that runs PR shit for dkny (i think thats what she does) and they sponsored it, or somethin like that soooo - i needed something to do, so i said fuck it - why the hell not? i got you an autograph to add to your tremdous New Kids On The Block collection, linds. you can thank me later.

word started sucking down beers at about 6 on firday, and proceeded to drink and laugh my ass off with my brother and his friends until about 3 in da mornin'... then slept from 3 in the morning until 1 in the morning on sunday, waking only to eat a piece of pizza at around 1 on saturday. then drove out to my boys' in brooklyn, started to again suck down beers, talked to my homies in chicago, lindsay, marcel and my man david for a bit, then at around 10 am sunday went into the city to some event sponsored by macy's/dkny that was on 35th and broadway. joey macintyre/dream and some other cheezball boy/girl band CRAP. i was fucking loaded stumbling around thousands of screaming, teenage teenie boppers. i had to keep telling myself that 15 would get me 20...but i digress... so needless to say my body clock is all fucked up, as is mi cabeza... i want to go back to bed too

good god someone please put me out of my misery :biggun:

why don't you tell us how you really feel?

your mom told you, didn't she? you know, all the guys on line line were comparing her to lincoln tunnel, but i thought more along the lines of the holland tunnel...

yup i rubbed the phone all over my hairy ass

but no originality *sigh*

a brain and a good sense of humor, not bad. for a girl.

there's a radio show that does it here in nyc (it's on tape dealy in chi-town - opie and anthony) women call up, take the phone, rub it on their *cough* and the dj's guess what type of hairstyle they have down there. believe it or not, they are usually right. except the one time some guy called up, faking a girls voice, rubbed it on his chest hair, then after they guessed what he had, he dropped the girls voie, and in his normal voice said "a bit fat cock" i almost died when i heard that.

a brain?

ha yeh ha yeh rrrrrrrrrrico ha yeh ha yeh suuuuuuuuave

what's in your pants? -wood floor? -pool rack filled afro? -hitler mustache? -fine trimmed triangle? whachugot?

more for us

so at your 430, i will be stupified - nice i have impeccable timing:D

i'm going to have to postpone my celebration until about 5:30, but... happy 420, kids

*yawn* whatever, rookie

:laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: that is fucking great