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video of camping is up.


here.

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So a guy walks into a church and goes to confession. He tells the priest: "Father, I'm 75 years old, and I've been happily married and faithful for 50 years. I have two children in their thirties and I've never cheated on my wife. Until yesterday. I was driving down the street and saw these two hot 20-year old coeds hitchhiking. I picked them up and drove them to a hotel. They convinced me to join them in the hotel where I proceeded to have sex with both of them for the next two hours."
The priest is quiet for a moment and then says, "are you sorry for your sins?"

The man replies, "Sins? What do you mean?"

The priest sounds concerned. "What do I mean? What kind of Catholic are you?"

The man replies, "Catholic? Father, I'm Jewish!"

The priest is incredulous. "Well then why are you telling me this?

The man replies, "are you kidding? I'm telling everybody!"

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A bunch of us (Matt, Katie, Kyle C., Kyle N., Sam, Sunny, Jennifer, and myself) went camping this week. It was pretty fun.

There are some pictures here. I didn't take very many, 'cause I didn't even bring my camera out until the last night. But whatever.

Here's the coolest picture:

It's the fire, with some glow stick stuff poured in the middle.

Amusing video of us blowing stuff up in the fire coming soon.

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For those of you who don't like to deal in raw numbers, at 5.877 inches, the average penis is about the size of a Nestle Butterfinger candy bar (unwrapped) or a grande (medium) cup of coffee at Starbucks (with the sip lid).



penis enlargment really works

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So many things have happened recently.


And I can't really talk about them.



But on my trip to Austin this weekend, some random girl stuck her head out the window at me as she drove past and screamed "nice ass."

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w00t.

It's for that Asian Acrobat show I worked a while ago.

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If anyone wants an invitation to join google mail, I now have FIFTY invitations to give out. That's right. 50. It's free webmail, no ads at the bottom of your messages, pop3 compliant, and 1gb of storage. And a really good spam filter.


Lemme know, I'll hook you up.

UPDATE: Bah, gmail just went public. Oh well. It was a good try.

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Does anyone actually use that stupid flap they put on the front of boxers and underwear?

I don't.

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If midgets had regular sized penises, they could take pictures of themselves in a miniature house and decieve people into thinking they are normal sized with a huge penis.

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Powderpuff last night-- our final tailgate this year (probably.)

Highlights of the night:


Phil in drag.


Redneck grilling.

UPDATE: cale has some great video of the grilling here. Thanks man.


Also, just now, today, I got 5 checks from Dodge in the mail:


(refer to this for the whole story)

The forging a $500 card trick didn't work, but I still made $25.

Sweet.

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Last week, my art teacher from Elementary school got hit by an eighteen wheeler.


It wasn't a car accident. He was changing his tire and literally got /hit/ by an eighteen wheeler.

There's a memorial service/celebration of his life tonight at McCoy.


I've witnessed the loss of life before; lots of people I barely knew, a couple of dogs, even some people I was fairly close too. But none of those ever really bothered me. I'm a very realistic person, I accept death as an inevitability. Most of these people (and animals) had lived a good life, and had plenty of warning and time to tie up loose ends before they went.

But Mr. Hubbard had no idea. It's crazy. Getting hit by a semi... police say he was changing his tire on the side of i35 in oklahoma during a bad rain storm. No telling whether he walked across the high way, or if the truck pulled off the road, or what. But chances are, he never even saw it coming. Too busy wrestling with the heavy spare tire.

I havn't seen the man in a good 6 years. He was awesome back in elementary; I wasn't ever really into art, but he taught me a lot and I still have some pretty sweet pictures I drew in a folder in my drawer.

It's just weird... not the fact that he's gone, but just... the fact that it happened. He was one of the nicest guys in the world, loved kids, wasn't even very old, really. It may be the bias of the situation, but I think art was my favorite rotation out of all of them.

I wonder how the guy driving the semi feels. Or if he even knows it happened-- if it was raining, he may have never seen him, and it's not like the body would even leave a dent in a truck that large. Most cars don't even leave dents.

Apparently, side-of-the-road incidents happen fairly often. But Mr. Hubbard was such a nice guy... just recently retired (forced into it, basically, because of the cutbacks in CFB this year). He finally had time to himself (not that I have any doubt he ever minded teaching.) And then, on a trip to visit his father...


Crazy shit.



UPDATE: The service was really good. Not really sad, more of a celebration of what a great guy he was. There was some good nostalgia as well. Those hallways sure are small.

"I think I'll draw a picture today."


"Tommorrow will be better."

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