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04.04.02 - joyous day - reptillikus

So, once again, its time for the road trip to massachusetts. Today we go to get adam from penn state, and tomorrow- the New England Metal and Hardcore Festival! I cant fucking wait! kataklysm, scar culture, arch enemy, cannibal corpse, nile, in flames, soilwork, and like nine million other bands. Its going to kick soo much ass its not funny. Im gonna try to get my camera inside to get pics of every cool band that i happen to see over the course of the weekend. We'll see what happens. Expect a full (bragging) write-up late sunday or monday.....

23.03.02 - flying balls of paint! - reptillikus

Just got back about an hour ago from a trip down to Pinelands for another great day in paintballing fun. This time everyone actually made it, so we had a group of twenty people playing. Which means we get our own fields, so you know there wont be any dicks out there trying to kill you. Good stuff right there. The group of people included myself, kortam, elfstomper, ratslayr, krakedhed, and the almighty dorkanon (who set up this little shindig). The rest were all people whom i know either through him, or through playing paintball with them with him. It was a good day for it, too. Cold when we got up, but it warmed up enough that we could run around in full camo all day without sweating. The only problem we had today was the referees. They were slow as fuck, and, because of this, we didnt get in as many games as we would have liked to. Oh well. What can you do? Its a pretty good field, and thats the only problem we ever had with them, so i suppose its acceptable. The trip home involved five of us going to IHOP for lots of food, and then all going our seperate ways to shower and lay down. In fact, im beat, so im gonna go crash on a nice comfy couch in front of a tv for a few hours....as soon as i finish typinbfdkglfgkffffffffffngggh *snore *snore *snore.......

21.03.02 - Marvel at my amazing powers! - reptillikus

Y'know, i wanted to write something truly amazing here, something so remarkable that after you were done reading it, you'd sit there and stare at your screen for a minute, maybe read it a second time, and then the dawning realization that i am infinitely superior to you in every way would soon come, and crush any hopes you might have had of ever thinking otherwise, while at the same time enlightening you so that you are able to continue your life from that moment at a higher plane of existence, no longer burdened by the such small, simple minded tasks that you are. Fat Chance. Quite frankly, you are probably just too god damned retarded to understand what it was that i was trying to convey anyway. Of course, maybe it just didnt make any sense. Of course, i can understand that you also have problems with simple math problems (yes 2+2 does equal 4, not 22) and you probably cant type that well either. Of course thats to be expected, considering the downright stupid shit that comes out of your mouth. Yes, you. Who on earth could possibly be so fucking stupid as to confuse yourself with someone as enlightened as me? Why, only you of course, seeing as you are so fucking retarded that you dont even realize that this is about you. No, its about that other guy, you know, the one with the clothes, and the skin. Oh, and lets not forget the hair. Yeah, him. The guy with the hair. That dumb bastard, he doesnt even know when he's being insulted. What a dumb fuck. (i bet you all feel smarter already. See? I told you it was amazing.)

13.03.02 - SPRING BReAKKKKK! - Elfstomper

Ever see what happens on MTV's sring break? Well this spring break is going to ROCK!!! thats right! Imgonna start by coming home to my parents house and rocking out while unpacking my computer. Then im gonna wake up saturday and go to the dentist and make him fix my (possibly) cavity ridden teath from this schools more then healthy food. Then im gonna work at the job I had this summer. Every day ! wOO HOO! Then on the next sunday, im going to play paintball with my friends back home. After I get all nice and full of welts and bruises, im going to drive back to Rowan for a legion of more stress filled days filled with fun activities such as reading chapter, after chapter, after chapter of textbooks and writing 40 page papers. I can't wait! Mabye if im lucky,one night after work, Ill put in girls gone wild, drink some cheap vodka, get really drunk, get naked, spray on a whip-cream jock strap and streak down my street while holding a boombox blasting "any way you want it" by Journey. We can only hope right? .....Theres a little bit of MTV in all of us. SPRING BREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!!!! --homer simpson

09.03.02 - The Futileness of College - Ratslayr

Ok, picture this, You are back in High-school and are in another one of your pointless classes. You say to yourself "What the hell am i ever going to do with knowing Pip's Great Expectations". Well my friends, the same thing holds true with college.. So here i am sitting in my College Comp II class listening to my teacher teach ramble on and on about the "Academic Discourse Community" and all that other rabble. What good is this stuff really? Ok, so you need a "well rounded education". Quite frankly i highly doubt MLA format is going the help me in the future.. Hell, odds are any corporation could give 2 shits about the comma after the authors name. So why do we do it?. Simple.. MONEY So basically i learned that college is really about a 60,000 dollar piece of paper that will basically make or break you in life. This of corse does not exclude all the fun, booz, and good times that come along the way.. Well if you need me, ill be studying for my midterms. Spring break awaits and so does paintball.. OHHH YEAHHH...

09.03.02 - sociological waste - Bryan

the society is in ruins. people everywhere are wasting time, wasting money and wasting life. face it, you are what you eat, you are the car you drive, you do look like your pets, but there is no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, and you certainly aren't the light at the end of the tunnel. i find no solace to open the newpaper and read about a 25 year old girl whacked out on goofballs hitting a homeless man and leaving him to die still stuck in the car. the fact that she left his head lodged in her windshield of her car, which she parked in her garage till he died of shock and loss of blood is disturbing. the only thing we missed in this instance was some sort of rape, maybe even necrophilia, but hey, maybe next time. and we can move on to the bishop who just decided to come clean about molesting a teen 25 years ago. what religion? Roman Catholic. now i know you're thinking "bryan, what do you expect? after all the roman catholics have been molesting little boys since time began" but i just question the integrity of ourselves if it took a man, of god none the less, twenty five long years to repent for something so horific. the article tells of another instance where a cardinal admitted that a former priest molested children for years and was sent from parish to parish. someone, guilty of nothing, commiting no crime doesn't even do anything for innocent children. it also states that dozens of other priests have been caught and alerted by prosecutors. so where do we seek solace? the common man has been demoralized and ignored. those who want help turn to those who are just as corrupt as the junkies on the streets. at least the crackfiends on the streets want your wallet, not you genitals. there is no hope for the future when the youth of the nation waits on breaking news from carson dailey and their parents sit on the edge of their seats wondering if another building wil be bombed, or even worse, will little Jim Bob be sent out to afgahnastan to defend his own country? heaven forbid he have to lift a finger to preserve the easy going life he lives. but thats the case of americana. why help preserve what you have when you didn't have to do anything to obtain it in the first place. so i read the paper and think what would happen if we lived in perfect harmony. would there even be a paper? we all want to know who dies next, but make sure it's politically correct

05.03.02 - A much needed return... - reptillikus

The time of substandard rice burners is about to come to an end. I give you, next year's GT40: Dearborn, Michigan, Feb. 19, 2002 – "Ford Motor Company Chairman and CEO Bill Ford delivered the news that car enthusiasts around the world have been waiting for: Ford will build the GT40 to help celebrate the automaker's 100th anniversary in 2003." Ford made the announcement to employees at the company's world headquarters. The event also marked the unveiling of the Ford brand's new "No Boundaries" ad campaign. The all-new chasis: Rather than modifying an existing platform for the GT40 concept, SVT chassis engineers created an all-new aluminum spaceframe. Constructed of extruded sections and aluminum panels, the spaceframe provides a rigid foundation for the engine and driveline while permitting the use of the specially fabricated composite body panels. The spaceframe consists of a central cabin section, a front suspension sub-section, and a rear powertrain-chassis cradle, bolted together for rigidity. While the original GT40s owed their chassis stiffness to a pair of beefy sills that doubled as fuel reservoirs, the new concept relies on a single center tunnel for its backbone. While greatly improving entry and exit, it has the added benefit of providing a structurally secure location for the fuel supply. (This spells out what appears to be a gas tank inside the car, most likely in between the driver and passenger.) The concept's suspension has been fabricated almost entirely from scratch. The layout, front and rear, uses unequal-length control arms and a push-rod/bell-crank system to interface with the horizontally mounted spring-damper units. Mounting the spring-damper units horizontally allowed the designers to achieve the characteristic low-slung GT40 profile. At the wheels, engineers chose Alcon 6-piston monoblock calipers and dinner-plate-sized cross-drilled discs for excellent stopping power from high speeds. The wheels themselves – 18 inches at the front and 19 inches at the rear – were custom-fabricated for the concept car and are wrapped by substantial Goodyear raised-white-letter tires. In an age when concept-car tires have been likened to giant black rubber bands, the GT40 concept is proud to have a relatively tall 45-series sidewall – a throwback to the original car. "We could build a 200-mph supercar and fill it with a range of cutting-edge technologies, but it wouldn't be Ford GT40....but rest assured: If this car meets an Italian exotic on a winding road or finds itself at a stoplight next to an American muscle car, it will have no trouble defending its honor." The engine: In this application, the 5.4-liter V-8 in Ford's modular engine family produces 500 horsepower at 5250 rpm and 500 foot-pounds of torque at 3250 rpm. Both figures are comparable to those of the 7-liter engine that won the 24 Hours of Le Mans in 1966 and 1967. The all-aluminum MOD V-8 has been fitted with high-flow, four-valve cylinder heads and dual overhead camshafts. To bear the stresses necessary to produce 500 horsepower, ford used a forged steel crankshaft, shot-peened H-beam connecting rods from Manley, and forged aluminum pistons from Karl Schmidt Unisia. The engine uses a modified Roots-type supercharger from Eaton with an intercooled intake. Behind the 9-inch heavy-duty McLeod clutch, the SVT team installed a special transaxle to accommodate the mid-engine layout. Sourced from RBT, the close-ratio six-speed uses internal components from transmission manufacturer ZF. It is fully synchronized and features an integral limited-slip differential. But enough of this. Lets get into the actual car specs, shall we? Construction Aluminum spaceframe, unstressed composite body Dimensions Length: 181.6 in (4613 mm) Width: 76.8 in (1950 mm) Height: 43.5 in (1106 mm) Wheelbase: 106.7 in (2710 mm) Track width, front: 64.4 in (1636 mm) Track width, rear: 65.0 in (1650 mm) Engine 5.4-liter, DOHC 32-valve, supercharged and intercooled MOD V-8 Aluminum block and heads Horsepower: 500 @ 5250 rpm Torque: 500 lb-ft @ 3250 rpm Bore: 3.55 in (90.2 mm) Stroke: 4.17 in (105.8 mm) Compression ratio: 8.5:1 Horsepower/liter: 88.9 Fuel requirement: 91 octane Fuel capacity: 28.4 gallons Transmission RBT 6-speed transaxle Ratios: 1st 2.86:1 2nd 2.06:1 3rd 1.47:1 4th 1.18:1 5th 0.958:1 6th 0.740:1 Reverse 2.86:1 Final drive ratio: 4.22:1, limited slip Suspension Front: Unequal-length control arm, push-rod/bell-crank system with longitudinal/horizontal spring-dampers Rear: Unequal-length control arm, push-rod/bell-crank system with longitudinal/horizontal spring-dampers Brakes Alcon 6-piston monoblock calipers Ceramic-based "Ceratec" friction material, 11.5 in2 (74 cm2) per pad Cross-drilled Alcon discs, 15.0-in (380 mm) diameter, 1.5-in (32 mm) width; 48 curved-vane design for enhanced cooling, lightweight aluminum hats Wheels and Tires Front/Rear Wheels: 18" x 8" / 19" x 10" Tires: 245/45R18 / 285/45R19 I for one am very much excited abuot this, mainly because its a old school muscle car re-vamped (duh) for the new millennium. Hopefully, other compaines will follow suit, and eventually the road will be full of kick ass muscle cars, as opposed to cheap ass riced-out imitations. This is one of the only cars that i would love to drive. Unfortunately, im sure that this car will be well out of my price range. Damn inflated prices....

04.03.02 - Drunk people do the Craziest shit - Elfstomper

Well, as you all know I decided to pledge a frat. Its alot of time and work , but its also my new outlet for crazy stories. Today im sitting around doing nothing because its 2oclock on a sunday morning when all of a sudden, limping and covered in shaving cream, brother rob busts in my room and starts ranting and raving how i have to run around triad (my appt. building with him. Being that all i could find on tv was a late night church program, I was more then willing to follow a drunken rambler around tha building. He was limping around and i soon found out why. Brother rob got drunk and decided to start throwing around sarp metal objects at brother mark. brother steve didnt like that too much so he through a heavy wooden chair at rob. The chair broke robs foot. It was funny how brother rob finally went to the hospital after an hour of running around triad rambling. Afterwards, since im a lowly pledge , i decided to help clean up their appt. (well since they all have 88 mins to "haze" us this week cause we were bad While cleaning up i was in awe of steve as he spent about 20 mins trying to clean a spot on his rug. The spot turned out to be nothing more then a beam of light. HAHAHAH gotta love alchohol. Remeber!: Dont make grilled cheese with the door open, EVER! its a total fat chick magnet. TRUST MEE!

03.03.02 - Happy Death Day - reptillikus

Gwarmageddon!!!! Last friday at Birch Hill. Sold out! Got there around 9pm, and there were still people outside trying to get in somehow....Sold dawn's ticket in like ten seconds, there was easily twenty people who wanted it, damn i wish i bought more tickets, i coulda made a fortune....... Interesting stage show, 'Blood Drive', they basically brought out people and killed them....um, Some guy at the beginning, Mike Tyson, George Bush, Osama, the Pope, and some random chick later on. And of course Gor-Gor made an appearance. I can never remember the exact set list order, but i remember pretty much what they played......The Salaminizer, Maggots, Sick of You, King Queen, Horror of Yig, and Death Pod (all off of 'Scumdogs of the Universe'). Gor-Gor and The Road Behind from 'America Must Be Destroyed'. 'This Toilet Earth', 'Ragnarok', and 'We Kill Everything' all had only one song per album: Bad Bad Men, Crush Kill Destroy and Baby Raper. Naturally, the new album 'Violence Has Arrived' had the majority of songs, with them opening with Hell Intro/Battle Lust, and them playing Abyss of Woe, Anti-Anti Christ, The Apes of Wrath, Immortal Corrupter, Licksore, The Wheel, and (the set closer) Happy Death Day. Possibly Beauteous Rot and Bloody Mary, too. Cant remember exactly. Only the five of them were there, with a couple slaves. No Techno Destructo, no Scroda, Sleazy, Sexicutoner, or Slymenstra either. Odd, but made for alot more room on the stage. And yes, there was alot of blood, especially if you were up front like we were, but overall, i dont think there was a much as theyve used in previous concerts. Oh well, it was still cool. There were no major injuries, either, we all were able to walk away, maybe in a little pain, but no major blood spilt (by us). I got a nice bruise on my chest from the rail, which i wasnt even planning on getting to, but i kinda got crushed all the way to it, and crushed for most of the time i was on it, too. And i have a small cut under my left eye. Matt made it out without losing his shirt like the last time, and he didnt have glasses to get broken again, either. Mike got a couple kicks (?) or punches to the head, cant remember which he said. And Kim, despite being behind the pit near the steps up to higher ground, still got her shirt soaked in gwar blood. Happy Death Day Saturday was keiths surprise party. damn we got him good! Packed like fifteen people into his living room, and he was quite surprised when he opened the door. Good stuff, and lots of alcohol. A little too much for me, though. Better to leave some things unspoken though. But NO HANGOVER!!!!!! ah hahahahah, damn i rule.

28.02.02 - Message to the kids.... - Elfstomper

First i apologize for the 2 posts,I picked an inverted template not realizing that you wouldnt be able to see the text!! ok here we go: I was in the forum the other day (ITS DA COOLEST!anyway, I saw some talk about Mainstream music and how its not cool to like those kind of bands. Well i figured id take some time away from being a dumbass for awhile and address this issue.I never put to much thought into before this semester, but now im taking tons of Advertising and marketing classes this semester I can offer a little more insight about the trends in music. Music is specifically marketed to teenagers. Why? cause people aged 13-20 have the highest disposable income and make up a 150 billion dollar market.When trends change with this group, the music industry follows. Did you notice all the emo/indy bands striking it rich lately? yeah that was engineered. Those are the bands the kids were listening to because "mainstream wasnt big anymore" now look where the are. The industry does an increadible amount of research and look for target the "cool" unique people that are known as "popular". They industry then uses these pawns (who account for about 15% of teenage people and build there marketing schemes around them.The truth is this 15% can bend the ohter 85% to their will when the world around them is following their lead. What is scarey though is the people these days that the industry considers popular are Indy kids and the "dirtys" (anyone from MHS should remember that one! now tons of these bands hidden underground are now surfacing at an alarming rate. Its to bad there only gonna have like an 8 moht shelf life at max now, but ohh well. Look at kids in the mall now, they went from being complete looser looking wiggers to being 75% pop-punk looking. Yeah punk went pop a long time ago, so shut up ! hehe. OhHHH and greendays greatest hits? wonder why that was so big? cause kids are finding it cool to listen to bands that arn't in the lime light anymore. Well the marketing execs found out , and bam , greenday is on the rise again. I saw a video about this issue thats about 2 years old , but supports my story. Remember ICP? what was the theme there? juggalos were fans that wanted to have there own band to listen to and not the mainstream shit. It worked for awhile, untill the industry got a hold of them, and they hypocrits that they are, signed to a major label and made videos. After one album the label dumped them because there sales sucked and a large amount of fans abandoned them. Limp-bizkit got lucky. they were in the right place at the right time. "rage rock" as the industry calls it, was in demand. They were found, signed, and through the (AHHHHEM ...magic... of TRL and MTV (marketing televison hehe The pop trend was changed and bands like Sevendust ,P.O.D. and Slipknot had room to flourish, were in a not MTV environmetn they would have had a slow climb then inevitable death.IN SHORT< dont bitch about trends, just listen to what you like and shut up. ELFSTOMPER WOULD Now like TO SHED A FEW TEARS FOR THE BREAKUP OF STABBING-Westward....... ok im good, at least i still have their albums! THEY WILL Live ON!!

26.02.02 - THe times are tough , but benificial. - Elfstomper

I would like to say hello to everyone, i havent seen most of you in a month or two, or since the drunken ride home from red lobster back in early january. The 2 questions that are probobly popping up in your minds now are 1what have you been up to Elf, 2 Who the hell are you elf?. Well the answer to both those questions is alchohol. Not really but in a way. First sir reptillikus your trip to the poconos sounded like a blast, im sure youll have more stories when i get back on of these days and that array of liquors you brought definetly reinforced that previous statement! What have i been up to? Well you all know i have a strange affinity for the fat girl. Not for sexual pleasure or any of that sick shit!! but rather to make myself feel better by spurting lewd, demoralizing comments at them every chance I get. Thats why i decided to become a frat boy. I know most of you are like, hey frats suck! but think about it, i love drinking and harassing fat chicks, what better place to do that but the frat house!!! Mabey now ill be able to suggest interesting evnets like "fat girl jello wrestling egg toss" or something wacky like that. Indeed it is my mission to humiliate fat girls to the state of skinnyness. If anyone wants to come to a frat party for the sake of getting drunk and seeing dumb girls make asses of themselves by stipping, and then take me on in a game of beer pong, get in contact with me, theres a party every saturday night! Plus it would be cool seeing you guys again just email me , then you can stay in my appt. after we all get drunk In other news i loved reading about what hits this site gets. To clarify a few, remember the pierced nipples? yeah that was one of my many fat women bashing posts. And Ludakris, that was a post i wrote about how stupid rappers names are getting. If i find more ill let you know. Untill then, i leave you with this important piece of info. beef flavored ramen noodles are the shit, because thats what they make you do. No seriously , eat some and then 20 mins later youll be running for the can. I eat them like at least twice a week , it rocks. RamEN EX_LAX. -ELF

22.02.02 - Pocono Madness!!!!! - reptillikus

So last weekend was the almighty trip to the poconos. It has taken me a couple days to compile all the necessary information about the trip, so all you guys out there complaining that you wanna read about it, shut the hell up! Ok, it goes kinda like this: Departure: I left to pick up Keith & Nikki at the bright and early time of 7:00, went to get dawn, and arrived at Paul's around 8:00 or so. Gassed up, dumped a bottle of Fuel Injector Cleaner, got a bagel from Dunkin Donuts, and we're ready to go..... We (the four of us, plus Paul & Jen) arrived at the Scarlet Parking Lot somewhere around 9:00. We were the first cars there. Yadda yadda yadda, James arrives with Ox around 10, he got held up at work. At 1015 we make the fifth or so call to nick, and then say fuck you! and leave without everyone from the second house. The trip us was pretty uneventful, until we got into Penn. Apparently, they renumbered the exit numbers on Rt.380 (?) last year, and numbered them backwards, so we took one wrong exit, and then a short trip (again) in the wrong direction before we figured out how the new exit numbers worked in relation to the old ones (they added like 9 exits). We arrived at the check-in house after about two and a half hours or so. I got out to stretch while Paul was inside getting the house keys, and filling out paperwork. That was when i noticed it. A stream of antifreeze coming from under my transfer case. Turns out it was coming form the secondary hose coming out of the thermostat housing, running down along the chassis and under the truck. Fortunately i had about a gallon of antifreeze with me, and James had a gallon of water. We added about a gallon or so of antifreeze/water. From there the house we were staying at was only about ten more minutes down the road, so the truck made it there fine. we decided to fix it saturday morning. The Poconos: Kick-ass windy roads, lots and lots of woods and deer, and cool looking houses. But no snow!!!!! The House: Two story house with unfinished aboveground basement. There was a twelve or so step climb up to the door, with a mini porch on the front, and a huge one on the back, half of which was fully enclosed. The first floor was a huge living room for the right half, with a fireplace on the right wall. Also had mini-dining room, kitchen, bathroom, and main bedroom. Naturally Paul/Jen split this room. The bathroom toilet was fucked up, the flusher didnt work (handle was busted) and at one point the water to it had to be turned off cause it wouldnt stop running. We had to break into the mini closet on this floor for some extra supplies... well, not really, we only broke in cause it was locked, but we ended up using their TP and paper towels, as well as dish detergent and their matches for the fireplace. The Second floor was a 'half floor', so it overlooked the living room. It was basically just two bedrooms, another bathroom, and a fold-out couch. The one bedroom on the left end had two sets of bunks in it. James, Ox & Dave crashed in bunks, me & Dawn got the other room, and Keith & Nikki (since they already have a place of their own) got stuck with the upstairs fold-out couch. The basement (Piles of dead fetuses everywhere!) was full-size, although it was under construction, so there wasnt even any sheetrock up yet. Unpacked, and Unwinding! In the fridge: 1 case Bud Ice + 1 add. 12 pack 1 case Smirnoff Ice 1 case Bass Ale 1 case Corona 1 bottle Southern Comfort 2 bottles Gentleman Jack 1 bottle Green-label Jack 1 bottle Grey Goose Vodka 1 bottle Aftershock 1 bottle Ice 101 1 bottle Goldshlogger (how is this spelled?) 1 bottle Yager Meister 1 bottle 151 1 bottle Cask & Crème 1 bottle Mudslide Mix (note: these are all large bottles) (i think thats everything) ..Oh yeah, there was food and snacks and stuff, i suppose..... Friday: Friday was basically just a day to unwind.....pretty much all we did was loaf around, and drink into the wee hours of the morning. No one from the second house showed up until around 4 or so in the afternoon. But thats a separate story in itself. Heres an interesting tidbit: Me, Paul, Dave and Ox went to the liquor store this night. When the chick saw that Paul was from NJ, she demanded to see all our ID's, claiming she couldnt sell any of it to us unless we all had ID, but that was only cause we were from NJ. Well, Ox didnt have his, so she wouldnt sell it to any of us! Bitch! Saturday: A.M. Me, James, Dawn, Keith & Nikki pile into James' bronco, go to the food store for some last minute (forgotten) supplies, and stop directly across the street at Napa Auto Parts for the hose and coolant for my truck. Oh yeah, and we stopped at the liquor store, too. After we get back, and unpack the food, me and James spend a whopping 15-20 minutes fixing the blown hose at the thermostat housing. After getting it off we see just how bad the hose actually was. (the end was almost completely ripped off). No wonder i lost so much antifreeze..... P.M. At some point on the afternoon, maybe around 2:30 or so, James and Dave snuck off to ambush the guys at the other house with a barrage of snowballs. From what i hear, they were successful..... We played an extremely large amount of card (drinking) games in the afternoon, but it wasnt until somewhere around 4:30 that we noticed that Ox was gone. Turns out he was in the bathroom. For an hour! At 5:30 Paul starts worrying, cause Ox's still in there. Next follows us all harassing him telling him to get the hell outta the damn bathroom. Thank GOD we had two. Around 6:30-7 he emerges from his tiled tomb. 3+ hours in there! After that it was in your best interest NOT to go in there...... Sunday James braved the depths of the evile room with a pair of boots, some 409, a bottle of Windex, and two garbage bags. After that it wasnt so bad. He also jury-rigged the toilet so it would flush again. Woohoo! Mudslides and drinking games for all!!!!! Sunday: Snow!!!!! Woke up to lotsa white stuff all over everything. Turned out to be only a couple inches, maybe two. We watched a very long SNL presidents day weekend marathon on Comedy Central. (Who can forget the Ambiguously Gay Duo?) Dawn whipped up a kick-ass dinner for everyone around 6 or 7 that night. Chicken Cacciatore, mother fucker!!! We threw the god of all logs on the fire this night, and when we left Monday it was still not totally burned away....now thats a piece of wood! Pillow fight! There was a short war of the floors, which somehow involved a strange small multicolored stuffed turtle which appeared out of nowhere...I think Keith brought it with him for moral support..... Needless to say, we finished off most of the alcohol before the night ended. Mike, Vinny & Nick came over from the other house for a couple hours around midnight, and while they were trying to leave, Dave snuck out the back, ran to their house, stole the frozen pizza in their fridge, and brought it back to our house. They never noticed it was gone.... Oh yeah: (more) Mudslides and (more) drinking games for all!!! Monday: Most of us got up pretty early (9-10:30). Breakfast! 1 Pound bacon, 1 package pork roll, 1 bag curly fries. Its the Breakfast of champions! We had the house back together, and all cleaned up by around 1pm. We left around 2:30, but only cause Ed's Blazer S10 sucks, and the battery died. We left way before anyone on the other house was ready, mostly cause we were all still hungry. Oh well. They know the way. The Trip Home: After dumping a lot of garbage (although it was mostly glass bottles), we were on our way! The trip home was basically uneventful until we got to the Cracker Barrel, a restaurant/weird craft-type-gift-i-think-store, which was exit 15 off of Rt.78. They had some pretty good food (country fired steak), but i imagine they were happy when we left, cause we got a lot of strange looks from customers when all eight of us strolled into the diner seeking food. After that we proceeded to make our way back home, but when we got on Rt.287 the fun really began. For some reason James decided to pass me and Paul at what appeared to be a very high speed (We were already doing almost 75). To make a long story short, this turned into a all out race between mostly Me and James (The war of the Broncos, Part II*). It involved me speeding away from both of them rapidly, then both catching up and passing me, then me losing both, then James catching up, the me totally kicking his ass in a three lane shift and flooring of the pedal. So tell me, when the last time youve seen a truck the size of mine do about a hundred down some random freeway? we came damn close to that, although im not totally sure, seeing as the speedometer stops at 85. Good thing its not pinned, or i wouldve broke the needle... I tried to get a pic, but its hard to hold a camera and the steering wheel at that speed. Fortunately i have witnesses...... Form here on in, its basically all boring stuff, with each of our cars going separate ways, Paul to Rutgers, James to Woodbridge, and me back to Farmingdale to drop of Keith & Nikki. The only other exciting part was me (after i was home) trying to get my fucking computer working, seeing as all it would do it lock up when windows was loading. Damn Micro$oft!!!!! Miscellaneous Items: As soon as my roll is finished (hopefully before the end of next week), ill have pictures of the past weekend up for viewing in the visual section. Ill see if i can get some of Jen's pics, too We passed a huge pile of tires on the way up, like i means thousands upon thousands of tires in huge piles on the side of the road. Its a shame i cant remember which road/state i saw it on/in. Smoke detectors suck. One of 'em didnt even have a battery, and the other ones we set off constantly (till we got fed up and removes the batteries), cause they were near the stove and fireplace... Paul-gin: This is a new language, merging english/swedish/german (i think) and some drunken (i think) pronunciations. It started to appear after the drinks started to disappear on Friday, and by Monday, it was running rampant, an no one could avoid it. Example: "P ueu P : Poop" Swedey Meetish balls, Tarts Pop, Nig-nog and all that shit. Erdy Gerdy Mother Fucker! Whats better than a gravity water bong? Why, a frozen one!!!! More info as the pictures develop......... We returned home with about 6 shots of aftershock, most of the Ice 101, and 1 assorted case of beer. Can you say Scerosis? I though you could..... *For more info on 'T.W.o.t.B., Part I', see 'An Adventure in Low Gear', Dec. 2001

14.02.02 - NocopPoconos - reptillikus

Fucking poconos! Its very early thursday morning, and i wont get the chance to later, so im posting now. Vyle, Virus, and myself, along with approximately 15-18 other people are leaving tomorrow morning for a four day party in the poconos. I cant wait! Oh my god is it going to be fun. Maybe ill convince james to go out and we'll do some wheelin', but either way, i guarantee you that when i return monday night, i will have a shitload of blackmail pics to have developed. Thats right! See them here first! Or: pay me money. Its that simple. Ah hahahahahahahahahaha! *Sniff.....Its moments like these that make me glad i run a website....

14.02.02 - Quirks with search engines - reptillikus

So every so often i decide to look into my stats, and see where my hits are coming from. Believe it or not, you can get some weird fucking hits from time to time.  I was searching through the list or referrersfrom january, and found some very odd search engine hits..... (note: none of these are edited for spelling.  This is how they were actually typed) sagging+boxers+pics This one has to do with an article complaining about that shit VISUAL+ODDITIES Im not sure why this one came up pierced+nippels Even spelled wrong!  I cant explain why this one came up, cause we dont have that here triptophane Big+Money+Hustlas+download I have no idea what this is Elenore+Roosavelt God only knows why this turned up free+free+free+no+signig+up+porn Hmm, do ya think he wants free porn? free+home+made+smoker+porn+galleries fuckig+pics Yeah, nice spellig fucking+machine Machine?! What is this world coming to insects+atricle LUDAKRIS who the fuck is that? sayreville+yearbook I suppose this one is acceptable, seeing as how close i am to sayreville, but even still, i dont recall ever mentioning that town..... trampling+with+clothes+on Well, as least its not porn.... what+country+durring+world+war+two+invented+the+jet woman+buttoks+pictures catapillar%20track%20designs fattown ah hahahahahahahaha youre+downloading+communism This shit cracks me up! Wait, ive got a good one.  this one came up for this month, i think like last week..... nut+huggers hahahaha.  Yeah, we've got NUT HUGGERS here. Didnt you know?  This site is merely a front for all sorts of odd fetishes and weird items. Next thing you know, people will be searching the forensick report for shit like Muffin Porn, Necro-bestial Anal Buttsex, free free free no signing up car porn.  Oooh baby, you take that top off.  Yep, theres nothin like a hot camaro with its bra off......