That would be the best rap line I've read all year.
Yeah.
They actually have a Supperclub here in SF too. It's pretty lame compared to the naked people on pulleys in wooden shoes you get in A-dam.
But I almost feel sorry for the guy, like a retarded child who didn't know not to stick his fork in the electrical socket.
We can't talk too much if we don't take out Bologna.
Just like Texas, but with slanty eyes?
It's good to get to this point. But the hardest part is always figuring out what to do instead.
The restaurant biz is a serious bear. My wife loves to cook, but she'd never want to work a restaurant. The irony is that I am the only one in the family with real restaurant experience, and here she's taken classes at the CIA in Hyde Park, etc.
52-day coin for you! It's good to get off the juice for a while and do a body purge.
You just need enough money to do what you'd like to do. But in the end, life is about all the stuff you do in the meantime. Nothing worse than suffering a life of busting your ass, collecting a small wad of cash, but not being either physically or mentally able to enjoy any of it anymore later in life.
It says Jesus didn't eat here.
Well, at least you didn't put her through the windshield.
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on the bright side its a wild party tonite and i might just be forced into breaking my 52 day no drinking fast 
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