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Name: Andrew (aka SLAFTA)
Country: United States
State: New York
Birthday: 4/2/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: eating and sleeping..(breathing is for the wicked!!).. and of course i love dancing like an amputee...and seriously i love music..(bavarian yodelers rule!!)...
Expertise: Being one of the few people who can make cancer and aids hilarious areas of discussion..(this is so gonna get me kicked off...)..stalking people and farm animals... and of course the ability to bore people to death....
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message me
Member Since:
12/5/2002
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| There should be an "anti- SAP" button available on television remotes.
Its bullshit that my favorite american shows can be translated into
spanish at the push of a button, but when I see a movie on Telemundo I
want to watch, I can't do the opposite.
When I want to watch Richie Rich, and its on TV, in any language, i expect to be able to watch it. IN ENGLISH.
Is that to much to ask? IN THE MOST TECHNOLOGICALLY ADVANCED NATION ON THE FACE OF THE PLANET? EVER?
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| I'm quite sad that I have not had the time to post anything, about anything, on anything.
but for some retribution
Tony Danza Haikus.
“This is a haiku about Tony Danza”
I know who’s the boss.
My Angel in the Outfield.
My sweet love muffin.
“Perfection. Thy name is Danza.”
Danza. In Greek it
Means he who can make god blush.
So hot he sizzles.
“If Tony Danza were born centuries ago in Europe,
they would have been called the Bright Ages.”
Tony. You’re so hot
You make the sun wear shades, and
The elderly melt.
“Jesus wears a bracelets that says What Would Tony Do?”
You could be the pope,
But you wouldn’t need the car.
Bullets can’t hurt you.
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| Looking at the below entry....
WTF?
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| I'm amazed at the fact that i'm drunk, and yet no one but me knows it.
On a side note, I find it amazing how well my current choice in
music reflects my actual mood. That connection, as subconscience as it
might be, is amazing. Wow humanity.
God bless and good night.
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| "Mind and body became Salt and Pepper. Great together, but never in the same container."
a line of a poem by me.
It probably shouldv'e read
"Fuck you Frost. There's a new gun in town."
It has the same feeling.
Also; Gym Rule #1
You can not grunt or get psyched up for a weight lifting acitivity
until you are in the position to do said activity. Its not opera, you
dont have to warm up your voice, so STOP FUCKING GRUNTING.
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