Monday, December 8, 2008

wolf mouth.

got a phone call to go to rise against on friday night. freezing cold. 60-0 at ping pong. new hand sanitizer. and 4 hours of sleep. 
i always get the same taxi driver. he's stoked to drive me places. he doesn't mind the fake cough openers.
i was told we had box seats. never been. it was not bad. but shit was still super expensive.
ive been known to give dollars.
rodge.
reis. double pouring.
12. thats a 6. more than a 6. 
couple beeas.
brooklyn we go hard
danka for the ticket.
xtra celery . 
"i banged 51 chicks in china". what can i say.
reis makes a mean ceasar
beside frank
stein.
my boots are waiting..
my nose is huge. 
willy claims girls don't fart. and he was telling me about farting when your with a girl. it kinda funny when you think about it. you know when your with a girl at first.. movie.dinner.hangout. etc. you get the worst gas. and you hold it in. but it makes it so much worse. then yea. its really funny when you think about it. and you try to edge away. and you may or may not shit your pants. oh and cory said girls have never sharted. i hate the word. but. it can happen i think?
this solo shit was good. i didn't deserve the tickets. i always end up walking around. never seen more than 5 minutes of a bomber game this year. been to like 4 games. we go hard. love

Friday, December 5, 2008

iahrea. pains.

Kate came back from whistler for the weekend. it was also her birthday. its -22 out right now. i have to work. i let my car run for an hour. it may be out of gas. 
i take pictures. people are like man you fu@ked that photo up. reshot? nope. i want to be known for the worst photos possible to take. and a smooth gelled haircut. and a shapes gym bag. super karma. 
i still can't do shots. way better than tony tho.
lastnight at the mts center some dude tripped out on me. wanted to fight. it started from what  i don't know. somebody knew him. and he was pissed at my hair or something. fuck i wish i was chuck norris.  
turdbuckle gravied his hip. 
mgds for 2.75. 4 was 18 bux or 16. beers wur 5.75 at that concert. 
the turtle of time. portalled back in time for a cig. 
chop bought a house. im giving it 3 to 4 months. a.hotbox b.no toilet paper c.tons of parties...
you know when you wur younger people would tell you if you make that face long enough its gonna stay forever. i wouldn't even mind!
double globby.
im sorry.  this smile is to good to not post. and the bakery. love
its still -22. sitting in my gitch. not wanting to work.  im getting a matching quilt of ripped gitchies sown together. and a matching pillow case. and hopefully a scarf. for christmas. 
i don't think you could pay me to wear a cowboy hat out. phil is a cowboy. anica is my babe.
jk
this picture feels like my stomach does right now. keep fit have fun. love

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

1.30 am

Lastnight i was driving home from skating mini. i noticed something odd driving down palms to my house.. everysingle light was out. it was something from the twilight zone. i honestly had a weird feeling the word was done for. like the movie with will smith came to my mind, i was like fuk. what am i gonna do. anyway. i pull up to my house. pitch black. walking up my hand was in a fist.  always ready for them robbers. but i walk past the garage. no sensor light comes on. not good. get into my garage. that was the darkest i have ever seen it. fustling with my keys to try to find the right one. get inside. pitch black. i go for the lights. nothing. i shit. im not affraid of the dark. but when you don't have the choice. that shits panic time. i stood there waiting to get hit with a bat or something. my room is in the basement. no chance i was going down there. went to the couch. stripped down and tried going to bed. laying there for about 20 minutes. i don't even think i blinked.  the lights came on. it was a power outage obv!. still no chance im going downstairs. I think i am scar'd from charles manson. i always picture him and those chicks. i read a book and yeah. he's nuts. and get this. cops raided his farmhouse thing, they checked the hole house. at the end they wur checking cupboards. found him in this tiny space by the sink. his b*tches he was rolling with wur crazy to. shaved heads and singing. im not sleeping tonite. check under your bed!
no love.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

aint no party like a s-club party.

so busy. no time to do much. better things to do than compute. jk. here are some pics i have taken in the last week. 
mustachio double mongloiding. 
first time i've seen this. but i think back, i think i have done it. or seen it. but it seems familiar. but it doesn't. 
pyraminds me of a library.
phil claims to know how to back 3. ive seen it once. 
gorgle and gargle. they wur sponsored for the night. but we only had one cig.. 
today was one of my easiest days of work. well thats bad karma for tomorow. but i worked in the morning. the house was a beach. but then i had to apartments. like. everything was plugged in when i got there. i just needed there john hancocks. and i was out. i would pay to have days like these.
honestly. people pee on dfloors. better than poo. i caught this tiny dinkie trying to pee. 
i honestly think snowboarding is better than skateboarding. thats gonna offend you. mind you mini is so fun. but... ping pong is a little higher.
keegans gone to calgary. Im gonna miss playing ping pong with him. he was always great at losing money. real good guy. had a smile even after he lost. im on his my5. 
marky jungle was there. its funny when you roll up to a place and people are like don't go in. and your like well im gonna go in and check it out. but then you get in your like man. wheres the grits.
grants window got turkey'd. It wasn't funny... but i had to laugh when the most thing he was worried about was. "they better not of f'n syphoned my gas!". a.the tank was full. b.the cover was open to it. c. it was a freezing ride home. d. theres a bounty of 35 bux going for the culprit. e. my back is killing.
oh get this, i think i had the flu. i wasn't even sure. but anyways. in the morning i've been haucking? up huge loogs. but its the texture and colour that is good about it. its like rubber. and off subject. i was snowboarding yesterday. i got off this rail. and my nose was leaking. it was like one of those spits where you play with it. like see how far you can let it drop. then suck it back up. but i did that with my nose. i honestly think it touched the ground. 
some people have those christmas orange boxes. I was at the sarna residence and i go in for one. and it was full of apples. that shits weak.
clawed mid 5's. the new hitler salute.
we went to frostfire. this photo is missing cory and jeff. they wur jungling beers at the bar. 
Steve- single. smelly.sleepy.smangster. i was gonna say stupid but thats low. i copy some of his tricks. then go up to him on prupose and be like. man you shoould try these. theyre so funn. oh and claims if he was a gurl he'd be pro.  
Brent- budweiser.bumpy.burpy.burpees.bungholed. jungle turt was sponsored by steve for the day. he tubed. and may have taken a dump in the morning. and dissappeared for like 20 minutes. possibly dumping. oh and drew naked chicks on my car. and swastikas. 
Anica- apples.air tricks.andy's(indys with a  A). anchovies. anica is better than phil. ya i said it. 
Phil- phat.panties.piahrea.pooshrooms. that bagel he's holding. he said he was gonna kill steve cause he said he ate it. looking at this photo i would have believed it. "somebody call the cops...that shits gang related". i know its from the edit. but to good. to all you hunters and hussies. stay warm. shits gon get cold out. pz... and love

Saturday, November 29, 2008

malgary.

Keegan has vanished. he is no longer with us. me and him went for some beverages. actually he gamed at jays and i met him there. he's pretty much gonna be doot da doot da dootling in his truck out there. i am fn sore from snowboarding. my phone is jangled. 
keegan still owes me a headlight. if your reading this. pay up sucka
gargoyle was out. click on the photo and enjoi. i woulda been stoked.
he gave it to the bartender. tried walking away. got stuck in traffic. it was awkwurd.
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Wednesday, November 26, 2008

disney turds.

a quick little story. my mom works nights. and she works with like cheques or something. like depositing them. anyway theres a bunch of different station. and theres a bunch of ladies.  anyways one day my mom went and got more paper for her machine thing. she ended up grabbing more than one for later i geuss. and this lady says to my mom. "don't you know your only supposed to grab one at a time?". my mom says "what are you the paper police.".. aha it may just be funny to me. but yea/ 
steve had a jungle bday. i don't even think he rode the mini ramp. we had a cake. no milk. and i've lost all my tricks.
vern's toes are unlike most. his 3rd toe is longer than his big toe. i have messed up toes to. but ive never seen a 3rd'r bigg'r than a 1st'r bro.  love