BilboBaggins
03-19-2001, 04:18 PM
Well, I am sorry to disappoint, but the URL of my exploits is not available. Guess that's a little snobbish, but I don't like my dick hanging out all over computer screens. Anyway, nobody answers my true questions. I still can't find a decent tabs site for PJ music. I can't deal with being behind a keyboard very long, though, so that's probably one little obstacle. Also, is anyone else more than a little amused or worried about this whole MIR thing? I mean, come on, how often have the Russians done things in a spectacularly organized way? Can you say Chernobyl? And I know, Smart Suzie, that Chernobyl is in the Ukraine, but that's pintos and kidneys my dear--they're both going to make you shit. I suppose it's at least comforting that the thing will crash in or around the pacific. Hell, I'd kinda have to laugh if New Zealand got all fucked up. For real, what are they going to do? Send their magnanimous military fist to crush out those insolent ruskies? Comforting touch to all those kiwis in this forum. I know your granny is picking the varnish off her rocking chair, watching that little light get brighter and brighter over Aukland.
So. I shall be going to see the Carolina Hurricanes soon. This does not excite me very much except for the fact that both the Canes and he Thrashers are so pitifully bad that I can become unforgivably drunk and belligerant with whomever I choose with little fear of a player actually stepping up and getting something done later.
To the Poopypants: I feel as though the guidettes have been given the short end of the stick, so to speak. They are a charming fixture of the Philly environs. Although much like Gypsies in Romania--it just wouldn't feel the same without them, even if it is just the itch of their crabs.
BilboBaggins
So. I shall be going to see the Carolina Hurricanes soon. This does not excite me very much except for the fact that both the Canes and he Thrashers are so pitifully bad that I can become unforgivably drunk and belligerant with whomever I choose with little fear of a player actually stepping up and getting something done later.
To the Poopypants: I feel as though the guidettes have been given the short end of the stick, so to speak. They are a charming fixture of the Philly environs. Although much like Gypsies in Romania--it just wouldn't feel the same without them, even if it is just the itch of their crabs.
BilboBaggins