If you could only choose one.
- Thread starter Reign in Acai
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Portland is confirmed.
Souring on NYC as my buddy mentioned going clubbing, traversing to Philly, and meeting some old pals. I don't wear Affliction shirts, get along with coons, nor am I up for meeting friend's of friends. Alas, I shall wait until a nice hearty fest of biblical proportions graces Atlantic shores. (Not in Maryland) I'm in a wretched mood at the moment, may the Devil take all that there is.
Souring on NYC as my buddy mentioned going clubbing, traversing to Philly, and meeting some old pals. I don't wear Affliction shirts, get along with coons, nor am I up for meeting friend's of friends. Alas, I shall wait until a nice hearty fest of biblical proportions graces Atlantic shores. (Not in Maryland) I'm in a wretched mood at the moment, may the Devil take all that there is.
WhiteBeastofWotan
Apostitutes!
MajestikMøøse
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Well Edmonton lacks mountains too so it's probably on par, but Calgary has like, huge loud and annoying rodeos and shit.
hmm...
And Creston has polygamy, but is otherwise uninteresting.
Calgary offers nothing of what you would expect from Canada, and everything you would of Texas. Huge disappointment.
MajestikMøøse
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It's unfathomable how Mexicans are able to put their pants on in the morning. I'm returning from the gas station and this Mojada stops her Ford 350 with portraits of cows on the doors smack dab in the middle of the road to convene with three disgusting manual laborers, one of which I assume is her husband. I'd estimate that there's a 48 inch berth on each side. I kindly sit idle, without obnoxiously honking the horn, even though I was well with in my right 10 seconds in to the half minute long conversation. The bint eventually veers to the left giving me a passing lane to which I swiftly take advantage. Thinking that the vendura vendor had me in her sights all along, I proceed, only to be cut off at the pass. The fucking cock weevil turns right in to a drive way in an attempt to bust a U'ey. It was at this point where her little 6 yr old citizenship ticket tugs on her sleeve to point out my presence, to which mama picante answers with a mule ass backwards in a ditch shit faced expression of incredulity. WTF!!!