got a bunch of stuff for the war wagon for x-mas
grille guard, molded floormats, rain guards, nerf bars...
but SOMEONE, got all that shit for 2002 dodge...
the warwagon is a 2001, old body style...
grille guard, molded floormats, rain guards, nerf bars...
but SOMEONE, got all that shit for 2002 dodge...
the warwagon is a 2001, old body style...
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tinfoilhalo:
Looks like I'm not gonna be able to make Caseys tonight . Make sure to buy Ms.Lee a Yuengling and a shot of Jager for me . And as long as you're buying shots , get yourself a little somethin' too . 
evil1:
Eww that sucks! Returning truck parts suck! Have fun... or better yet- make that someone return them for you!!
happy holliday that yinz celebrate, whatever that may be.....
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syh:
I had a very Merry Christmas, hope yours was the same. 
nothing new.
80's night tomorrow
in a santa suit.
what better way to get girls to sit on your lap?
later gators
bigD
80's night tomorrow
in a santa suit.
what better way to get girls to sit on your lap?
later gators
bigD
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cthav:
I submitted my application a second time, as you rejected my first application for some reason a few months ago. (I have lived in Pittsburgh for 23 years, and have been on this site since a month after it started under different screen names, the last one being 'alhim')
Happy Holidays man, don't kick too many hippies.
~Eric
Happy Holidays man, don't kick too many hippies.
~Eric
go say hi to my boyTek9mm, when he gets his journal up.
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nicolelee:
you have SUCH a way with the ladies 
miyabi_sama:
I haven't seen you in ages and just thought I'd stop by and say what's up. I hope you have a good holiday!
i really feel like doing nothing at all today,
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fleur:
ill try to go out, with moving and everything i have been crazyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
fleur:
I def need some blastn 80s music to make me feel more relaxed hehe.
I love me some 80s.
I love me some 80s.
no show for me last night.
i ended up staying at work late putting part of my new tool chest together.... then went to the bar, had a little too much, methinks. had a hell pf a headache thismorning.....
off to 80's night tonight , wish the girl was goin with me....
later gators
i ended up staying at work late putting part of my new tool chest together.... then went to the bar, had a little too much, methinks. had a hell pf a headache thismorning.....
off to 80's night tonight , wish the girl was goin with me....
later gators
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proaggression:
Dude, you missed a great show!! See Journal entry! I have pics but cant post them til I go back to my house on Monday. - oh yeah..and the world IS closing after New Years. BAH! I really like that venue too!
Oh well!
Cheers!
Oh well!
Cheers!
rudegirl:
I wanna go to 80's night. Why doesnt anywhere do that here? Bastards.
Why doesnt anywhere do that here? Bastards.bastards / disasters show tonight!!!!!!!!!!!!
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punknitemike:
i think this tour is making a stop in cincy on friday the 17th, maybe i should go? can you lemme know how the show goes?
prettydeadgirl:
just dropping by to say hello
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serpiente14134:
Very nice! I'm a big truck fan. I have a Wrangler.
n3dh3ad:
The photography in your posts in inspiring. The War Wagon inspired me to purchase the Butcher Blade... to carve up swine.
This is what I did first.
Step One.
Find the rude and vulgar and teach them a lesson.
I cruise the Interstate with my Butcher Blade (perfect for swine.)
I find a suitable target. They were in a small sedan flashing lights and acting immature. They were headed toward the Mount Morris exit. I blocked the swine from exiting so I could fill them with the fear.
These pigs thought they could get off the emergency exit. I blocked them there. I'm a smart guy. Too smart for these swine. The Butcher Blade rests beside me. No, it rests in me. I am the Butcher Blade and swine is all I can taste. I smell it in my sleep because these little fucks need a lesson taught to them. They can't just ride up and down my road. I'm the Butcher and their entrails will taste my blade.
So I follow them. And I follow them. And I follow them. For miles and miles. At Kirby, I follow them knowing that I'm close to my kill. I signal to them. I see them like deer in headlights before my tires run over them, thudding like insignificant fodder under my karmic weight. What did they do to deserve the vengeance that karma moved my blade to balance? I don't know. I don't care.
They maneuverd, feeling the closeness of sleep upon them, eternal sleep. These startled sprouts frozen by the blade. Frozen by my karmic commands to reap what has been sown.
Thank you for this inspiration. Your actions command my hand.
Step Two.
Carve Up the Swine
This is what I did first.
Step One.
Find the rude and vulgar and teach them a lesson.
I cruise the Interstate with my Butcher Blade (perfect for swine.)
I find a suitable target. They were in a small sedan flashing lights and acting immature. They were headed toward the Mount Morris exit. I blocked the swine from exiting so I could fill them with the fear.
These pigs thought they could get off the emergency exit. I blocked them there. I'm a smart guy. Too smart for these swine. The Butcher Blade rests beside me. No, it rests in me. I am the Butcher Blade and swine is all I can taste. I smell it in my sleep because these little fucks need a lesson taught to them. They can't just ride up and down my road. I'm the Butcher and their entrails will taste my blade.
So I follow them. And I follow them. And I follow them. For miles and miles. At Kirby, I follow them knowing that I'm close to my kill. I signal to them. I see them like deer in headlights before my tires run over them, thudding like insignificant fodder under my karmic weight. What did they do to deserve the vengeance that karma moved my blade to balance? I don't know. I don't care.
They maneuverd, feeling the closeness of sleep upon them, eternal sleep. These startled sprouts frozen by the blade. Frozen by my karmic commands to reap what has been sown.
Thank you for this inspiration. Your actions command my hand.
Step Two.
Carve Up the Swine
Welcome home nightly visions of heaven
I dance to footsteps up and down the alleyway
walk to nowhere, hide behind and hour glass
talk to you and hide amongst the clouds
I live in a world, live in a world of my own creation
Live in a world, live in a world of my own
People stare and hold from my touch
I cast my...
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I dance to footsteps up and down the alleyway
walk to nowhere, hide behind and hour glass
talk to you and hide amongst the clouds
I live in a world, live in a world of my own creation
Live in a world, live in a world of my own
People stare and hold from my touch
I cast my...
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niamh:
Thanks for letting me in!
today is my friday, no workie till monday.
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syh:
My Friday was the 23rd.
Tomorrow the work week begins anew.
Tomorrow the work week begins anew.
doctashock:
when's the next time I'll get to see you?
you just hate me cuz you ain't me.
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patch:
you were missed at PHP!
feeling better i assume? still on the alcohol kick?
feeling better i assume? still on the alcohol kick?
yebutz:
i heart you cuz you are you
so there
so there