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Name: Go away.
Country: United States
State: Texas
Metro: Da Ghetto
Birthday: 8/2/1991
Gender: Male
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AIM:  UberKleinHummer
Member Since:
1/19/2004
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| Horrible school, crappy teachers, classes full of idiots.
Shall I go on?
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| Fun, fun times:
Past few days, I've been playing Airsoft at Austin's (which I OWN at)
and other random stuff. Yesterday (Wendesday) was Allie's confirmation,
which was a loooooooong sermon. The highlights were putting airsoft
pellets in the collection bin, getting my foot slammed by Paulina
putting down the prayer-kneel thing, seeing how low I get could get on
previously mentioned prayer-kneel thing, sticking styrafoam bread-like
substances under the seat, and reading about Lawrence loving white bananas. The after party and events were more interesting, with Austin and me square-dancing, Lisa finding old lady hairs in her brownie (which we tried to get Tomato
to eat), trying to get Scott (who was being emo at the time) to cut
himself with a spoon, and chasing down Travis and beating him when he
stole Allie's shoes.
Today, Austin and I basically goofed off until Ryan got home from the movies, to which we rode to Mrs. Wolfe's house. She wasn't home at first:
[I am wearing a German Army helmet and uniform, and a paintball mask]
Me: Hello. Is this Mrs. Wolfe's residence?
Son: [VERY scared] ..... yes
Me: Is she home right now?
Son:......no......
Me: Thank you.
She came home about 5 minutes later, to which we said "hi" and she
asked us all where we lived. She said she would've invited us in, but
her scairdy-pants son had to get ready for a baseball game. Austin and
I then proceded to play Airsoft on her street, and in her lawn. She
either didn't notice or didn't care.
Pics from last day of school:
My camera after we smashed it (taken with Berk's)
^What I wore to Mrs. Wolfe's house
^Classic Berk
^Lisa wondering what the hell I'm doing
^Amanda.... acting normal?
^Colter
^I didn't want a picture of him
^Scott.....
^Allie proves I'm not a vampire
^Scott.... again
^Ernie... being ernie.
^Lisa running away (Headless people in background)
^Taylor's Mohawk.
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