This is part of what we did a week or so ago. Yeah shaddup notta ped, but Dinner's yamerhapper 125 cubic centimeters had tires to not sink into the salty landmass cliff known as the Great Pacific Ocean's beach. We certainly brought our beloved mopeds in out trusty autobus and mostly looked at them basking in the salty maritime air. Imagine this one moment as 1/50 of the amount of fun I have at most times on and/or around mopeds and/or discussion of said mopeds. Clearly a nihilist could never endure under such exuberant pleasures? Behold this digital video of Gorilla Steve "blasting so hard." If only you could see the obese woman stomping her feet and throwing up her arms as an exercise in futility preceding our multiple tiddler tours of Westport, WA.
This is perhaps what was an hour before Travis shot Responsible Jon directly in the face with PB BLASTER. I think he did it because he was an anti-nihilist; He had pure intentions and reason to do so. None of which I could tell you about though. I would say he was drunk but I don't think he was. Think about the things you could think about that.
Ahhhh, there we are... take me back...
(Please refer to Jiheez conglomerated annotated version for full details.)
i'm concentrating really hard on opening that pita.
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