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Thursday - July 21 - Sunday July 24th. Rumor has it there was a bit of confusion as to the registration fee (some thinking it was $20 for each day). IT IS NOT! It's $20 for the entire weekend. 40 Way Invitational RW Sequential Record with Guy Wright New England CRW Record International Speed Diving Competition Airspeed's Dennis Rook - Load Organizing

Don't forget the Hostess Cupcake salad on the side and deep fried Swiss Rolls!

...but she's the size of two...

I do have the right. The lady even said so: "One woman said: "I need someone to tell me to stop eating the teacakes."

That's because they are. If I can't sit in an airline seat with my wife because their wide load trailer truck of an ass and their gunt, I'm going to be hostile. What's next, "Are you gonna eat that pickle?" Get with the cargo or sit by the wing before you fuck up the center of gravity and kill us all. Holy shit, it reminds me of a friend who was engaged to what I would consider a female tank. She saw my wife working out and on the treadmill and said "Oh, I could never do that. I'd puke." Gee, I never would have guessed doing ANY exercise, besides lifting the fucking fork to your god damn mouth, would make you puke. I'm actually surprised it would make you puke. God forbid any of that precious food would happen to prematurely fall out of your mouth. How things look from the overweight's point of view: LIKE FOOD! You're lonely because you're fat. Sorry, but the new found collection of cottage cheese between your folds just doesn't turn me on. You shouldn't be bored as it seems EATING has becoming your JOB and your HOBBY. And you should feel guilty...that was my fucking dinner. Retard. R-E-T-A-R-D! Find another Chunky Monkey to hang out with. Then you can fight over the whole box of 12 teacakes. Pretty good chance that you'll only be able to eat six of them. Maybe you just need to have your stomach removed and your bowels/colon place directly above your rib cage, then you can shit out of your chest. Don't tell me...then you immediately went home and started to gorge yourself on teacakes? And those aren't "bits", they're flesh logs. They don't bob and bounce, they roll and destroy. And probably smell. Wash between your loaves. Stop looking at my lunch. Well, when the bullies skip stealing your lunch money and just go right for your lunch... Give me a break. I'm addicted to heroin: stop shooting up. I'm addicted to alcohol: stop drinking. I'm addicted to gambling: stop gambling. I'm addicted to sex: lucky fucker. About a year ago I ate like a pig. What happened when I noticed my top button wasn't fastening like it should and I went from 145 to 160 pounds? I STARTED WORKING OUT! I STOPPED EATING SHIT! I STOPPED OVER EATING. I think AIDS or cancer is a little bit more important than your over abundance of fat cells. MAYBE for a small percentage there's that hyperthyroid crap, where no matter what they do, they get fat. But I'd love to know what percentage stretched their fat asses by chugging food via the help of a cement mixer. Put locks on the fridge and put out "You Must Be This Skinny To Eat Here" signs at restaurants. This is right up there with the fraudulent lawsuits against the fast food restaurants. You didn't know that crap was bad for you? Do you REALLY need to see the ingredients? Face it, eating at McDonald's and giving a hoot about the nutritional value of that shit is like thinking you're going to win Russian roulette with an uzi. If you've read this and I've offended you then maybe you should put down your fork and wobble down to Golds Gym.

http://www.americanrecordings.com/slayer/tour.las Can always buy the DVDs they have out. Just turn your volume all the way up.

Now you see why I was always checking the time, especially after the slide show, you fuckin' BITCH! "What time is it?" "IT'S FIVE OF!" We got to that thing with minutes to spare. Literally fucking minutes. Lucky you drive like a angry speeding ass. I think I've seen them 3 times in the last couple of years. Never a dull moment. Ever. Cannibal Corpse and Napalm Death tonight in Worcester! GGGGRRROOOWWWLLLLL!!!

How often: M, W, F How long: 1.5 hours max (15 minutes streching, 20 minutes on the treadmill, the rest is lifting) Monday: Legs, back, treadmill Wednesday: Chest and biceps Friday: Shoulders and triceps I'll ususally do three sets of situps on each of those days, too. And if I'm bored on Tuesday and Thursday, I'll jump on the treadmill for 20 minutes on an incline so high that the General Lee could use it as a ramp. Why: because I was starting to turn into a fat pig. It actually got to a point where I couldn't do the top button on my poverty stricken, $15.00 Wal-Mart Wrangler jeans. When it comes to eating, I *try* to eat 6-8 small meals a day, but...that's somewhat a pain in the crap factory, so...I'm slacking in that department. But I have cut back on my food intake. I know I could eat two hamburgers, or a whole pizza, or a pound of bacon, or whatever --- but I don't.

Here's a better Great Start for that walking skeleton... ...see attached...

I'm informing you of a spell checker. You should adapt to it very quickly.

Linux + average = drunk + school bus driver And plan on RTFM. Infact, a couple. Read the HOW TOs, too. There ain't no C:\ drive anymore. Luckily the thing will actually mount the devices for you (yes, mount. Not as in hump, but as in mount /dev/fd0). Your choice of desktop is anything from X-Windows, GNOME, KDE, or the fucking bash shell. Then there's the patching. Redhat has an up2date feature. Then there's this yum crap. Either way, plan on PATCHING your LINUX box as well. Especially if you're running a bunch of CRAP (and you're not aware of it). Whether it be an anon FTP server, Apache (probably an old version with some exploit), or some other God forsaken friggin' service. http://www.linuxiso.org/ http://www.linuxquestions.org/questions/answers.php http://www.linux.org/docs/index.html Here's a copy you can burn to CD and install without fucking up your system. Gives you a chance to try it out (and shoot yourself in the head): http://www.knoppix.net/