PIK 95

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Most of them were african actually. I did also go on ghana's World Cup site.

It just started for me this morning. I have gotten over 100 spams today. I usually only get 2-5 a day. I guess this is my punishment for going on World cup sites.

Thanks for paying me back those Cover Two fees I fronted for you.

Anything by Rancid should do.

I am also watching the Sox (I'm in Rhode Island) and I'm about to fire up the ps2 for a bit of World cup action. Wife and son are sleeping and the vicodin is kickin in. I had a long day at the beach today so I am takin it easy tonight. BTW planes were practicing for this weekends airshow just off of my beach. It was not as good as usual because of the weather but it was still cool.

Like The Weather-10,000 Maniacs

That's one scary dude.

As if Georgie boy had the Authoritaa to do that for him, lol. Me thinks Barry will do time or roll on everyone (although he may not know much because he has no friends).

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I'm not surprised by this at all.

I would love to hear these six without a doubt. I caught soundgarden live right before they broke up so I got most of Superunknown (incredible) Bruce Springsteen--Greetings From Asbury Park NJ Jimmy Cliff--Anything would do. Red Hot Chili Peppers--Blood Sugar Sex Magik Soundgarden--Superunknown Rage Against the Machine--RATM Alice In Chains--Dirt The next three were in contention for my #1 choice but I had to go with my #1 favorite album of all time (although these are 1A, B, and 1C). I listed what I thought would be the highlights of the shows. The Doors--The Doors "Break on Through "The Crystal Ship" "Alabama Song (Whiskey Bar)" "Light My Fire" "Back Door Man" "The End" Pink Floyd--Wish You Were Here Originally, the album was to consist of three songs that the band had been playing live over the previous two years: "Shine On", "Gotta Be Crazy" and "Raving and Drooling." "Shine On" was preserved as "Shine On You Crazy Diamond", while Roger Waters decided to drop the other two, which later became, respectively, "Dogs" and "Sheep" on the Animals album. "Shine On You Crazy Diamond, Parts I-V" "Wish You Were Here" "Shine On You Crazy Diamond, Parts VI-IX" Animals woulda went great along with WYWH in one long show. Led Zeppelin--Led Zeppelin(1) 1. Good Times, Bad Times 2. Babe I'm Gonna Leave You 3. You Shook Me 4. Dazed and Confused 7. Communication Breakdown 8. I Can't Quit You Baby 9. How Many More Times (This song woulda been the highlight of the show imo) AND THE WINNER IS.......... The Grateful Dead--Wake of the Flood This is my favorite record of all time and I would pay huge $$ to be able to see this played live. It would also be very cool to have Bruce Hornsby and Branford Marsalis sitting in. "Half-Step, Mississippi Uptown Toodeloo" "Let Me Sing Your Blues Away" "Jimmy Row" (Would love to hear Jerry alive and jammin on this one) "Stella Blue" "Here Comes Sunshine" "Eyes of the World" "Weather Report Suite" "Prelude" "Part I" "Part II {Let It Grow}" This would have to close the show and no doubt would be the highlight. RIP Jerry.

You would need my brain for sure.

You just said comic book scene. You gotta list them. Either way it was a great one.

My sons first birthday is Tuesday. We are having a Clifford birthday cake.

A couple more funny ones. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jesus Quintana: What's this day of rest shat? What's this bullshat? I don't fockin' care! It don't matter to Jesus. But you're not foolin' me, man. You might fool the focks in the league office, but you don't fool Jesus. This bush league psyche-out stuff. Laughable, man - ha ha! I would have focked you in the azz Saturday. I fock you in the azz next Wednesday instead. Wooo! You got a date Wednesday, baby! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jesus Quintana: You ready to be focked, man? I see you rolled your way into the semis. Dios mio, man. Liam and me, we're gonna fock you up. The Dude: Yeah, well, you know, that's just, like, your opinion, man. Jesus Quintana: Let me tell you something, pendejo. You pull any of your crazy shat with us, you flash a piece out on the lanes, I'll take it away from you, stick it up your azz and pull the focking trigger 'til it goes "click." The Dude: Jesus. Jesus Quintana: You said it, man. Nobody focks with the Jesus.

Clerks: Randal: Oh fock you! Fock you, pal! Jesus, there you go: trying to pass the buck! Who closed the store to play hockey? Who closed the store to go to a wake? Who tried to win back his ex-girlfriend without even discussing how he felt with his present one? You want to blame somebody? Blame yourself! (mimics) "I'm not even supposed to be here today" You sound like an azzhole! Jesus, nobody twisted your arm to be here - you're here of your own volition. You like to think the weight of the world rests on your shoulder, like this place would fall apart if Dante wasn't here. Jesus, you over-compensate for having what is basically a monkey's job. You push focking buttons! Anybody could waltz in here and do our jobs. You - you're so obsessed with making everything seem so much more epic, so much more important than it really is. Christ, you work in a convenience store, Dante - and badly I might add. I work in a shatty video store, badly as well. You know, that guy Jay's got it right man, he has no delusions about what he does. Us - we like to make ourselves seem so much more important than the people who come in here to buy a paper or God forbid, cigarettes. We look down on them as if we're so advanced. Well, if we're so focking advanced, what are we doing working here? love Mallrats: Breakfast, shmreakfast. Look at the score, for Christ's sake. It's only the second period and I'm up 12 to 2. Breakfasts come and go, Renee, but Hartford, "the Whale," they only beat Vancouver once, maybe twice in a lifetime. Brodie: One time my cousin Walter got this cat stuck in his azz. True story. He bought it at the local mall, so the whole fiasco wound up on the news. It was embarassing for my relatives and all. But the next week, he did it again. Different cat, same results, complete with a trip to the emergency room. Then, last week, I saw him in the pet store. He was buying another cat! I said, "Walt, what the hell are you doing, you know you're just gonna get this cat stuck up your azz too, why don't you knock it off?" And he says to me, "Brodie, how the hell else am I supposed to get the gerbil out?" My cousin was a weird guy Chasing Amy (Not really a monologue, but funny as hella): Hooper X: For years in this industry, whenever an African American character, hero or villain, is introduced USUALLY by my white artist names. They got SLAPPED with racist names that singled them out as Negros! Now--my book, "White-Hating Coon", don't have any of that bullshat. The hero's name is Maleequa and he's descended from the black tribe that established the first society on the planet while all you European motherfockers were all hiding out in caves 'n shat, terrified of the sun. He's a strong role-model that a young black reader can look up to. 'Cause I'm here to tell ya: the chickens are coming home to roost, y'all. The black man is no longer going to be playing the minstrel in the medium of comics and sci-fi fantasy. We're keeping it real! And we're going to get respect by any means necessary. Holden (Ben Affleck): Ah, c'mon, that's a bunch of horseshat! Lando Calrissian was a black guy, y'know, he got to fly the Millenium Falcon! What's the matter with you! Hooper: Who said that? Holden: (standing up) I did. Lando Calrissian is a positive role-model in the realm of science fiction fantasy. Hooper: Hey, FOCK Lando Calrissian! (Holden shrugs and sits down) Hooper: Uncle-Tom nigga, heh. It's always some white boy got to invoke the holy trinity. Bust this! Those movies are about how the white man keeps the brother-man down--even in a galaxy far far away. Check this shat. You got cracker farmboy Luke Skywalker, Nazi poster boy blond hair blue eyes. Then you got Darth Vader, blackest brother in the galaxy. Nubian god! Banky (Jason Lee): (standing up) What's a nubian? Hooper: Shut the fock up! (Banky sits down) Now. Vader, he's a spiritual brother, down with the force and all that good shat. Then this cracker Skywalker gets his hands on a lightsaber, and the boy decides HE'S gonna run the whole focking universe! Gets a whole KLAN of whites together and they go bust up Vader's hood, the Death Star! Now what the fock do you call that? Banky: Intergalatic civil war? Hooper: Gentrification!! They gonna drive out the black element to make the galaxy quote-unquote safe for white folks! In "Jedi," the most insulting installment when Vader's beautiful black visage is SULLIED when he pulls off his mask to reveal a feeble, crusty old white man! They trying to tell us that deep inside, we all wants to be WHITE!!! Banky: Well, isn't that true? (Hooper pulls out a gun, releases the safety, kicks over the podium and shoots Banky several times, and Banky falls, clutching his chest. All the other speakers and audience members (excluding Holden and Alyssa who we are about to meet) dive for cover or scatter screaming as...) Hooper: (shooting into the air): Black rage!!! Black rage!!! I kill all white folks I lay my motherfockin' eyes on!! (But don't worry everyone, Banky's fine, it was just blanks in the gun and a completely staged publicity stunt for Hooper's comic book title) Dogma: Jay: You know that guy, too? That fockin' guy. He made this flick "Sixteen Candles." Not bad. There's tats in it, but no bush, but Ebert over here don't give a shat about that kind of thing 'cause he's, like, all in love with this John Hughes guy. He goes out and rents, like, every one of his movies. Fockin' "Breakfast Club," where all these stupid kids actually show up for detention. Fockin' "Weird Science," where this chick wants to take her gear off and get down, but oh no, she don't 'cause it's a PG movie. And then, "Pretty in Pink," which I can't even watch with this tubby ###### anymore, 'cause every time we get to the part where the redhead hooks up with her dream guy, he starts sobbin' like a little biatch with a skinned knee and shiat. And there's nothing worse than watchin' a fockin' fat man weep. Anyway all of John Hughes movies take place in Shermer, Illinois, where all the hunnies are top shelf but all the boys are whiney puzsies-except Judd Nelson man, he was fockin' harsh. So me and "Lunchbox" here figured we could live like fatrats if we were the blunt connection in Shermer. So we collected some money we were owed and boarded a bus. But you know what we found out when we got here? There is no Shermer Illinois -- movies are fockin' bullshit man!

http://sports.espn.go.com/mlb/news/story?id=2473485 Until they can find a way to test for HGH (besides blood) I can't look at baseball the same way.

Rookie.

You need to disguise it as a Don Johnson pic or something.

Has the actual tubgirl bomb been dropped?