Here are a few, more in the responses.

My friend in an elevator


Reno, the biggest little city in the world.


Anemonenmememe.

I hate the steam train
that whistles woozy my bird brain,
That sends my spaniel insane.

And I’ll stop riding side saddle
if they don’t stop the clickity clattle,
I’ll jump in the undertow penguin paddle
and drown in my wedding gown.

I’ve been told the Bronx River stream
on moonlit nights is meant To seem
like the Rhone
in a glacier icy dream
but then in a poof
it's sulfur steam.

I hate the aeroplane
that nearly misses my birdie brain,
That terrifies my terrier insane.

And I’ll stop riding side saddle
if they don’t stop the clickity clattle,
I’ll jump in the undertow penguin paddle
and drown in my dressing gown.

I was drinking by the Des Plaines River
when the naught of the night Served for making me shiver
and me & the squirrels would hold hands And quiver
'cause that damnable diesel
never fails to deliver.

I hate the livery cars
that has my bird brain seeing stars,
That drives my Doberman to drink in bars.

And I’ll stop riding side saddle
if they don’t stop the clickity clattle,
I’ll jump in the undertow penguin paddle
and drown in my wedding gown.

I hate the steam train
that whistles woozy my bird brain,
That sends my spaniel insane.

And I’ll stop riding side saddle
if they don’t stop the clickity clattle,
I’ll jump in the undertow penguin paddle
and drown in my dressing gown.

So I decided to go to San Fran on Friday at 6 AM, then leave Saturday night at 11:30 PM.
I just need to get out of DC for a weekend.

I've been doing a lot of stuff spur of the moment lately.

I will be wandering around from about 10 AM to 6 PM when I arrive.
I am going to buy maps, etc, but I would just like to hear from people who live there (or go there, or used to live there, etc) some cool things to do, to see, and to eat. Like cool stores, cool bars, etc. I'm going to be there such a short time i really want to have a few solid things planned out.

this is my landlord, also known as MOLK.
right now he is in my house, dressed EXACTLY the same as the above picture.

when sean, sarah, matt, erik and i went to sign the lease, it was midnight on a sunday and we all were drunk. we arrived at his apartment to find him covered in bed sores, shirtless with his pants open. additionally, there was a BARELY 18 magazine on his bed next to a jar of vaseline.
as seen here:



molk is upstairs, and the mere sight of him makes me vomit into my mouth. i really need to go upstairs and change and get my bag and run errands. the absolute last thing i want to do is come face to face with him, as i have been feeling sick already all day, and i dry heaved when i saw him come in the front door.
i need a molk deflector.

your posting world frightens and confuses me. sometimes when i'm reading a thread and i think i am reading the most recent response, i realize the one on the bottom is not necesserily the most recent one and it makes me want to log off and run for the bco, or something. i dont know! my primative mind cant grasp these threaded concepts. but there is one thing i do know - ive been linked to too many threads on here to not check this place out at least once a day now so here i am. hi

kiche: yo
josh: yes
kiche: you should set this as jake's homepage:
kichei: http://www.pixyland.org/peterpan/petersFashionPage.html
josh: haha
josh: i'm posting this
kiche: cool.