it’s a big world but there’s only six billion of us
Some people tell you all you have to do is ask the universe for something and it will be given. I did not ask for a painting of a man in a sombrero, and yet there it is in the back of my truck. So how do you explain that? However, I was just yesterday talking about metal detectors, and what did I see in the median this sunny Monday afternoon in the Mission…
We’re heading out to some parks this Friday to hunt.
anyone seen parth patel?
Comment by noogie — February 3, 2009 @ 7:48 pm
is that really you noog? No, I haven’t heard from him since about 8th grade. Anyone else?
Comment by Rolston — February 4, 2009 @ 12:27 am
i’m so envious. i’m gonna start an east coast club with your dad (i hope).
Comment by mims — February 4, 2009 @ 7:35 am
hey noog , can you still walk on you hands and do backflips? ,,, at the same time?
Comment by rodger — February 4, 2009 @ 11:11 am
Graveyards have always been a lucky spot. Most of the good jewelry and such seems to lay in a strata at the depth of six feet. Strange
Comment by millar — February 4, 2009 @ 3:15 pm
I was the first dude to do the windmill & backspin at the Junia high times dance
Comment by noogie — February 4, 2009 @ 5:57 pm
there must have been hair eveywhere!
Comment by donny laundry — February 4, 2009 @ 7:33 pm
Uh oh. I may be spending some quality time on here…
(Unfortunately at this very moment I have to write a tequila Bible.)
Hey, let’s hope it doesn’t rain on Friday.
Jayson
Comment by staydetuned — February 4, 2009 @ 8:25 pm
send along a scan of that bible….
Comment by Rolston — February 4, 2009 @ 11:05 pm
donny balls, beardskin and I were lookin over some laughable photo’s we all can enjoy, shall we post?
Comment by poopies — February 5, 2009 @ 3:04 am
me and noog puked off my back at the same time, we laughed
Comment by rodger — February 5, 2009 @ 4:19 am
Man, weird shit happens:-
one mornin I arrived at “the barn” to find a unicorn in the back of my truck. No shit !
Comment by Poll — February 5, 2009 @ 11:06 am
At risk of very serious emotional injury to myself, post away.
Comment by donny laundry — February 5, 2009 @ 4:40 pm
when did you get feelings? shirtless snowboarding, dinner with deerskin in a perm, let’s all suffer the humility together
Comment by poopies — February 5, 2009 @ 8:38 pm
i’m in poopers. let’s get crazy.
Comment by donny laundry — February 5, 2009 @ 10:28 pm
oh shit barty is gonna kill me
Comment by poopies — February 6, 2009 @ 2:53 pm
[...] who we introduced here, met me this afternoon in the Mission and we did a little hunting, as they say. Treasure hunting. [...]
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