PigLick on 4/2/2008 at 04:39
Tocky, its kinda like you just assumed that everyone is like yourself. There are no fraternities in Australia. Theres no need to get upset about these thing either, cmon, surely you know RBJ well enough now NOT to take umbrage?
Tocky on 4/2/2008 at 04:44
Are you taking me seriously? Fuckme I'm happy as a lark and celebrating. I too like to get a rise just to see what falls from the tree.
Robitussin maybe. Elderberry is spititoutyouarepoisoningme.
ELI! ELI MOTHERFUCKERS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!
PigLick on 4/2/2008 at 05:00
the rise comment was directed at Thiefx, not yourself. Also you sounded pretty upset to me, but sometimes I cant even make sense of a lot of what you write, so who am I to say whats what?
Tocky on 4/2/2008 at 05:04
What happened nobodys talking and I could french kiss your granny. Do you have any idea how many tries it takes me to spell celebrating? I'm enen breaking the double post rule. Wooooooo lookit me. And bygod everyone is like me down deep and it scares you. HA!
I'm gonna regret this tommorrow aint I?
Turtle on 4/2/2008 at 06:58
I don't know what's happening here, but it's great.
Mr.Duck on 4/2/2008 at 07:03
Coke (the drinking kind, you bastards) and red wine (the cheap carton kind, plz, no need to spoil a fine bottle with Coke) a great kalimocho (sp?) make.
37637598 on 4/2/2008 at 16:21
25/HR... Hmmm... Then i'd say my $15/HR is pretty damn good considering I have never had any college nor did I even finish high-school... Just as soon as I save enough up, I'm going to school so I can hopefully turn that into $40/hr. That'll be the day.
If anyone, I should be the hick being from Montana... And yet, I am not. I share the same views though, hick = dick, prick, sick, stick (up ass), etc.
I prefer riding my girlfriend over any horse anyday, I prefer settling my differences by drinking my orange juice and saying, "Ahhh, nothing like a nice glass of OJ", rather than beating my girl, or bar fights... Baseball? What a waste of money, time, resources. Football? Just the thought that every hick in america watches the super bowl makes me want to paint a big cowboy with a dick up his ass on the green the night before the game...
While the hicks are busy fulfilling their trailer-trash status of weekly guy nights, spanking eachothers asses saying YEEHAW, and bitching about how broke down their pickups are, you can find me in my apartment working on some kind of project ALL the time! If only I had people who were willing to help me with some of the crap I come up with, or government funding... hehehe.
Stitch on 4/2/2008 at 17:06
Quote Posted by Thief13x
and I quite honestly didn't get owned
We'll let you know when you have some say in the matter.
37637598 on 4/2/2008 at 17:42
Quote Posted by Stitch
We'll let you know when you have some say in the matter.
HAhaha you literally just made me laugh and druel came out of my mouth and dripped onto my coat. One tiny little drop, but nonetheless, it was fun times.
Rug Burn Junky on 4/2/2008 at 20:31
Tocky, I fucking love you.
I don't care if anyone's a hick, and I don't judge based on it, but you've got to fucking own who you are. Hell, I'm rolling through Mardi Gras wearing custom tailored shirts, Prada kicks and $300 designer jeans, I'm a goddamn caricature of a pretentious, slick, big city lawyer. But I still managed to get adopted by a bunch of local girls who dragged me to a dive college bar and I fit right in. If you're comfortable in your own skin, you can hang anywhere, and walk amongst all the tribes.
As for what I drink?
Depends where I am. Just like food, with my liquor I'm a gourmet but not a snob, I drink what's appropriate to the situation, and happy to do so. Hell, I'm not that far removed from beerbonging swill Milwaukee's Best myself.
If I'm binging on a weekend night out, I suck down Jack & Gingers like they're candy, and knock back whatever shot's handed my way.
Eating at a fancy restaurant? I'm going to have wine with dinner and a single malt scotch for dessert. Out on a date? I've got a slew of speakeasy bars in NYC that I love, where the bartenders can mix real cocktails that you ain't getting at TGIFridays, like an improved Old Fashioned with maraschino, or a Sazerac with real absinthe, or a fantastic Whiskey Smash with fresh limes.
But there's some shit that really shouldn't be mixed with alcohol, and gatorade and mountain dew top that list. It's just fucking classless.
