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Posted by » Miss_Amanda on Sat Nov 20, 2004 @ 10:22am the pencilled-in eyebrows just don't do it for me |
Posted by » BOBDYLAN on Sat Nov 20, 2004 @ 5:21am C'est fort que vous représentez !!!! SAY WHAT WHAT WHAT |
Posted by » Nie on Sat Nov 6, 2004 @ 4:44pm J'ai déjà entendu une toune qui disait: "You're so cute, but boy don't you know it!" Eh! |
Posted by » El_Presidente on Fri Nov 19, 2004 @ 2:31am your jeans are ripped and youre not wearing leprechaun shoes |
Posted by » Samwise on Thu Nov 18, 2004 @ 4:47am she must think: "mmmm... im gonna get some Jiz tonite... i can taste it!" :P *jk* |
Posted by » subfl0wer on Wed Nov 17, 2004 @ 7:37am I met some of these ppl at Infected Mush...crazay ravers!:D |
Posted by » daFTWin on Mon Nov 15, 2004 @ 11:21pm Does that sign say " hi, im ugly. Whats your name?" |
Posted by » nter on Wed Sep 15, 2004 @ 5:33pm haha.. i used to have those jams.. not that spif though. i guess i wasnt bawwlin like that. :( |
Posted by » kashes on Sun Apr 4, 2004 @ 3:06pm the picture's enchanting. i understand why you didn't want to set up a tent and sleeping bags now.. you were one avec la nature. Posted by » soyfunk on Thu Dec 25, 2003 @ 4:28am *deep breath* AHHHHHH! enchanting Cortes island. This is a view from my "camp" basically where i slept every night on the beach gazing at the infinit stars in the sky with my buddy Travis with who i never really talked but everything was in perfect communication. we built drums shells together, built an INSANE raft and took turns stoking the fire. pure lazy beach bumming time with never having to chop any wood cause there's was ample drift wood sitting around. In the far distance lies the totally desolate and unhabitat part of island... the mountains never stop for as far as you can see. it was on some lord of the ring type shit. luckily no cougars ever venture to our part of the beach (Hanks beach in Manson's landing). Nobody ever disturbed us there. It was fucken great. i built a xylophone type instrument out of drift wood and we made music all day while eating blackberries folded into white bread roasted over the fire. we called em blackberry struddles. |
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