I started teaching myself how to play Lucy In the Sky on my dad's guitar. I was quite proud of my first attempt. My fingers still hurt.
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I love Chopin...
....and I'm hungry. The only downside with house sitting is you don't know what kind of food they have and I'm too lazy to really fix something. *munches on granola bar she found at the bottom of the box of ginger snaps* Oh! That was the lump in the box!
And almost done! Just need to get Mr. Ellis out of the picture and get the two to the lobby.
Who goes there!
I'm done! At long last, I finished my submission. Go read it, posthaste!
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...856#post733856
nay, I shan't
Yay, I finally sold my old car.
I use blades mounted solidly in handles. Folding blades are a no-no. Carving with a folding pocket knife is begging for injury and blood loss. While I always carry a razor sharp pocket knife, I use one for carving only on very rare occasions. I have a picture of one blade style I use in my woodcarving thread (I think it's on the first page).
When I get a chance I'll post a picture of the complete gamut I use. I mainly employ two different blades: One larger, one smaller. However, I picked up two curved-bladed knives at the show this year and I'm finding some uses for them already.
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thats cool^^
i dont feel good and im super bored and tired. im kinda pissed at just life in general. i hate models, like for maxim and shit. if i could look that nice, hell life would be sweet! why do guys love looking at them, especially if they already have a girlfriend?!?!?! grrr....
rice crispy treats are delicious.
I am about to get drunk... for the last time ever.
No.
I'd rather male models. They're hot and usually gay and kinky :hump:
You've abused the :hump: smilie! It's clearly a girl smilie and a guy smilie. Clearly.
:?
Well, I can't see thedick and pussysexual organs in it. So I guess it's all open for imagination...... :dreaming:
...you just broke my imagination. :(
I'll help you fix it, come here.
'Imagination fixing' is the worst euphemism ever. :P
Who needs a toilet when you have a carpet. (answers may vary per person)
Who needs a toilet when other people have a carpet.
I would never advise using your own carpet as a toilet.
I’m the mother flippin’ Rhymenocerous
My beats are fly and the birds are on my back
And I’m horny
I’m horny
If you choose to proceed you will indeed concede
Cos I hit you with my flow
The Wild Rhino Stampede.
I’m not just wild, I’m trained,
Domesticated
I was raised by a rapper and rhino that dated
And subsequently procreated
That’s how it goes
Here’s the Hiphopopotamus
The hip hop hippo
They call me the Hiphopopotamus
My lyrics are bottomless
They call me the Hiphopopotamus
Flows that glow like phosphorous
Poppin’ off the top of this esophagus
Rockin’ this metropolis
I’m not a large water-dwelling mammal
Where did you get that preposterous hypothesis?
Did Steve tell you that, perchance?
Steve.
My rhymes and records they don’t get played
Because my records and rhymes they don’t get made
And if you rap like me you don’t get paid
And if you roll like me you don’t get laid.
My rhymes are so potent that in this small segment
I made all of the ladies in the area pregnant
Yes, sometimes my lyrics are sexist
But you lovely bitches and hoes should know I’m trying to correct this.
Other rappers dis me
Say my rhymes are sissy.
Why? Why? Why?
What?
Why exactly?
What? Why?
Be more constructive with your feedback, please. Why?
Why?
Why, because I rap about reality?
Like me and my grandma drinking a cup of tea?
There ain’t no party like my nanna’s tea party.
Hey! Ho!
I’m the motherflippin’
Mmmm. Far less fun.