Nighthawk

Vicodin, or as I call it: the viccedy vics, makes you shit like a rabbit.

Must have been some special event when I was shoppoing. I could see him at those prices then. I'd like to before he croaks.

Oh, that guy. Yeah, he was good in Con Air.

Jazz guitarist. Best ever, and I'm not shitting you.

Also: It's party time. Excellent.

My pop's name is John McLaughlin. No one gives a shit to find out if it's a coincidence or real.

I have outer demons. Ri Chan, master of torture, he's a friend of mine, I'll introduce you sometime.

Hanging out with the Psychopathic crowd will be Tech N9ne's downfall. He's good enough that he would make it, seriously, but they will hold him back. Like Twiztid. They (particularly Jamie Madrox) are good enough for mainstream success, but they won't get it because of ICP. Esham as well. Tech N9ne had better be careful.

You know what pisses me off, is when an automatic door isn't timed right. You walk up to it, and you're getting so close you don't think it's going to open, so you flinch, but then it does open.

I'll start one with barron. It will be Mr. Posting Clique with Bob and David.

I think you was had too alcohol, Jeff.

They should make me a mod here, for the sole purpose of being able to change my name. What are they afraid of, I've been here for years. They know me. I would probably go into the mod folder and call them dicks, though. Not cause I think they're dicks, it's just funny to me.

The chores! The stores! Yes, I remember.

It's actually the only one I've listened to all the way through.

War is the best U2 album.

Sure, proms can have themes, like the Enchantment Under the Sea dance. I'd have rather drank bleach than go to any sort of dance at the time, though. The me of today, I'd probably go, but only to make a spectacle of myself. I remember the goth kids staged their own antiprom. I think it was some sort of rave. I didn't go to that either. But their song was probably better than the regular prom.

Yeah, I think we did. In any case, they both beat Outer Limits.

I'm sure you all like Quint from Jaws. Well, in the book, he killed a pregnant dolphin and used the dolphin fetus for shark bait. You're hypocrites. He also commented on the shark's cock. Read that book sometime. You will be amazed at what's in there.

The Game has some of the best tattoos in music. The best was the singer from Buckcherry, for this piece here:

Hitchcock Presents wasn't really that good, I don't think. I could guess the ending to pretty much all of them a few minutes in. As I may have mentioned before, Twilight Zone is about a third great, a third good, and a third bad, but even still, I like it better. I'm still buying Presents, though.

I have one of those airbrushed club shirts with dogs shooting pool on it. I wanted poker, but that was all they had.

Now, that is a good point, are these dogs male or female? Hanging out with girls playing poker and drinking and smoking isn't too much fun, even if they are dogs. Anyway, dogs.

At a body building convention was the one I heard. Anyway, a lot of the fanciest guys are not actually gay, and are in fact some of the best at picking up women, for obvious reasons. I would bet Jeff Hardy is not, but is open to experimentation. I have gaydar, you see. Raven sets off my gaydar. He reminds me of Oscar Wilde.

Any worst would be chosen by default, so I won't even bother.

Another thing I have the whole set of.