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I cant stand Seth Rogen any more, hes one of the most over payed animators that fox pays him. AMerican Dad sucks, Clevand SHow sucks, Family guy isnt funny no more since they keep on ripping of things from other shows/movies. God i miss the old Family Guy

Tht1Guy7780

:lol: this made my morning :lol:

I mislead people with my sig since i cant DJ yet, i dont have my own turntables, but since i make techno i think im like 1/8th way there, which, according to my low standards, is good enough for me :D

Dreamworks...

ok even though that was a lot of words, a picture of her would be worth 1000 ;D

and a NAKED picture would be worth 10000 words

and i demand 100,000 words worth of pictures within 10 pictures of her ;)

Bush Man, in fisherman's wharf, San Fransisco.

im pretty sure i'd turnout to be more badass if i joined my local airsoft team, so i thinki'll pass

You can't make off-topic threads in off-topic if they are off-topic, because that would of course be off-topic.BladeOfHeaven

wow i actually understood that...

...does that make me a smart person or a sad person?

of for the love of buddha....

..really? are you serious??

Male

chaotic good

wimp (because of constant bashing from Mods :P )

Completely, utterly, 100% insane

So basically, OT would be Gary Busey

Ok everyone i turn 17 today and finally feel like ima man. Let me tell you a little about my lifes story....

I was born is Santa Monica, California where my father was a beach patroller on roller skates

and my mother took the early morning shift out on the "corner"

my first memories as a child were us taking a family trip out to thailand where my mom could earn her "masters" degree and suddenly our plane caught fire and we spun out of control..

then i remember blacking out. i eventually woke up in themiddle of all the wreckage and unfamiliar surroundings, but then i eventually realized we had crashed back inside L.A. (apparently we pretty much crashed right after we took off)

but as i crawled/walked around for my mommy/daddy among the dead, i remember looking at the street sign (and since i am a fricken boy genius i could read at an 11th grade level at that age) and reading the words "Compton Blvd", and realized i was dead in the middle of south central.

My heart started racing, since i was wearing my favorite elmo threads i knew if any crips spotted me i'd be a dead man (or child, whatever)

and then i eventually start hearing eerie noises, but i was thinking it was just the rescue team (for i had been down there for about 3 1/2 hours by then and nobody had showed up) but then i saw shadows lurking around me. stalking me. eying me.

whatever was preying on me had me surrounded, and i knew they were closing in so i got in the fetal position and was getting prepared to call my soon to be abusers "daddy", but suddenly

A WOLFAPPAEARED!!! Scaring the evil that was surrounding me, i confronted the beast

and i licked its paw (because thats the equivilent of kissing ones feet in india, a great sign ofrespect,and all wolves come from india and whales, so i thought it was appropriate) just to be safe, i went back into the wreckage and found a Three Wolf Moon T-Shirt on a carcass (because those shirts are both super-power inducing AND indestructable)

I returned to the wolf after having 3-way sexual intercourse with angelina jolie and megan fox (because the shirt will do that to ya) and the wolf took me in with the pack and raised me as one of their own.

over the years i was subjected to having to go through the harsh winters of L.A., live in a cave (aka a studio apartment), and survive off of eating the homeless

i had no need for school since i had watched "Dexter's Labratory" as a child and had all of the schooling i'd ever need, but not too long ago i decided to leave the pack and make my own way in the world. The only problem was i was still stuck in south central L.A. and needed a way to get out of there.I decided to create a vehicle that would be strong and durable enough to stand bullets, rockets, landmines, and rush hour traffic. Using scrap metal from tin cans i found of hobos i created this

I was under fire from crips, bloods, the local police, and pretty much every other resident in the greater los angeles area who owns a weapon.

I finally made it out of the city alive, with nowhere to goand decided to go wherever buddha told me to, so i made my way into the sunset....

(then i ended up in silicon valley and got a house and new parents there and attended the local high school)

THE END

Ok boys and girls lets get this party started!!!!!!!

We got some party hats!

We have a clown!

We have DEAD clowns!!!

We have beer!

we havea creepy uncle!!!

for the entertainment we have LMFAO!

We also have NOFX!

and finally, Lady Gaga!! (sorry, but poker face is one of my favorite songs)

as for fook..we gots ice cream cake!!!

we have munchies!

fried chicken!

anddead baby!

and for goodie bags everyone gets an AK 47

you also get an iphone 3GS

you also get a hug from me!

ok everybody! hang out! mingle! go meet new people! this party is for YOU OT! have fun! get crazy! get loud! lets party! get loud!