Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

How'd you fuvcking know? You don't know my midget do you?

oh my god you son of bitch (now don't hurt me cause I did not call you a lieing sob) I must have scrolled the fuking thing for two hours and I looked over and the scroll bar had moved about a quater inch and it looked like it was going to take more than my bleary eyes could stand so I put the scroll on rock and roll and when I saw the bit about screw it, I bailed

Went out for a pizza after the parade for nancy's father, Ninja bike sitting out side, I mean Ninja bike not ninja scooter. This was a very serious amount of motorcycle sitting there. Young man came out and walked over to it. We started talking, he lifted his Papa John Pizza shirt to show me the skid burns on his back from when he hit that truck at 120 miles an hour about a couple months ago. I showed him the burns on my leg from the exhaust pipe.

I will try again when I sober up geoff.

tinkerjack wrote:oh my god you son of bitch (now don't hurt me cause I did not call you a lieing sob) I must have scrolled the fuking thing for two hours and I looked over and the scroll bar had moved about a quater inch and it looked like it was going to take more than my bleary eyes could stand so I put the scroll on rock and roll and when I saw the bit about screw it, I bailed

Went out for a pizza after the parade for nancy's father, Ninja bike sitting out side, I mean Ninja bike not ninja scooter. This was a very serious amount of motorcycle sitting there. Young man came out and walked over to it. We started talking, he lifted his Papa John Pizza shirt to show me the skid burns on his back from when he hit that truck at 120 miles an hour about a couple months ago. I showed him the burns on my leg from the exhaust pipe.

I will try again when I sober up geoff.

you are still-trucking right?

tinkerjack wrote:oh my god you son of bitch (now don't hurt me cause I did not call you a lieing sob) I must have scrolled the fuking thing for two hours and I looked over and the scroll bar had moved about a quater inch and it looked like it was going to take more than my bleary eyes could stand so I put the scroll on rock and roll and when I saw the bit about screw it, I bailed

Went out for a pizza after the parade for nancy's father, Ninja bike sitting out side, I mean Ninja bike not ninja scooter. This was a very serious amount of motorcycle sitting there. Young man came out and walked over to it. We started talking, he lifted his Papa John Pizza shirt to show me the skid burns on his back from when he hit that truck at 120 miles an hour about a couple months ago. I showed him the burns on my leg from the exhaust pipe.

I will try again when I sober up geoff.

you are still-trucking right?

I hope so Geoff, that post of mine that got edited, the one to ~K, left me with a squirmy feeling about using that sock puppet. Gypsy Joker sent a strange private message to a very private person here. I didn't send it. So I got nervous about using Gypsy Joker. That was the guy I thought of one day and I used it to post to you. Do you remember him, the blind ex trucker with the thaumaturgical writting machine and googles that transferred text and images to sound an color. He was the guy who would not stop masturbating and as a result he poked both his eyes out. Like oedipus wrecks.

sorry about the hand puppets, but I figure it would hard to copy my writting style so I don try to hide very much.