That place totally reminds me of the house I grew up in.
No, wait. That was a place I held up once, while on crystal meth. That's right. I always get those two confused. That was a pretty good haul, too. I got $29 and a whole case of Slim Jims. It's so easy to rob places during Christmas when you're dressed like Santa Claus.
captain smack -- You too? Jeez, if I had a quarter for every crazy thing I ever did for crystal meth and Slim Jims, I'd be able to readily afford, well, crystal meth and Slim Jims. It's an unusual combination, but all men are slaves to their passions, I suppose.
I've never used a Santa Claus costume before, though. Once I was The Hamburgler and another time I was Patrick Duffy from his Step by Step years. Of course, I always wear a cape.
captain smack -- Sorry, Cap. I think there's a little too much nerd energy left in town from the Comic Convention. Incidentally, nerd energy smells like hot-dog burps and Cheetos-laced B.O. I'll be posting something non-1337, er, non-nerdy soon.
God, that briongs back memories of the Pwn3d Market back in dear old Riverside, Cali. My grandma used to live behind the dumpster in their parking lot, and everyday I would stop in for a Red Bull before I went out back to plead with grandma to take her medication. She never did BTW. She'd just throw expired burritos at me while screaming that I was the Devil's Slutbag. But I could usually score some meth from her friend, Gimpy the Homeless Vet. Unfortunately the market burned down last year, after Gimpy tried to open a can of corn with a firecracker.
prunella jones -- Your grandmother sounds like quite and interesting lady. We can learn so much from the elderly. Why, just the other day my grandmother taught me how to kill a coked-up pimp with nothing but a bra strap and a five-dollar bill. I guess technically she isn't really my grandmother, though. She's just one of the nicer old ladies that follow me around when I'm looking for jewelry and pills around the old folks' home downtown.
I often troll the comic book conventions, they chicks there are usually loose, slutty and fat. And we all know fat chicks suck the best because they are always hungry.
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Did I miss something? Was market misspellled?
badgerbob -- You mean you don't see Bigfoot in that picture? Shit, maybe I am crazy.
Big Foot?? I saw the antennas that are telling all the aliens our secrets. That's all I saw.
erica ap -- Goddamned aliens.
That place totally reminds me of the house I grew up in.
No, wait. That was a place I held up once, while on crystal meth. That's right. I always get those two confused. That was a pretty good haul, too. I got $29 and a whole case of Slim Jims. It's so easy to rob places during Christmas when you're dressed like Santa Claus.
captain smack -- You too? Jeez, if I had a quarter for every crazy thing I ever did for crystal meth and Slim Jims, I'd be able to readily afford, well, crystal meth and Slim Jims. It's an unusual combination, but all men are slaves to their passions, I suppose.
I've never used a Santa Claus costume before, though. Once I was The Hamburgler and another time I was Patrick Duffy from his Step by Step years. Of course, I always wear a cape.
Is that a more expressive version of the name, "Meh Market?"
newyorkmoments -- Actually, I think "teh" is Mandarin for "spider monkey afterbirth." Either that, or it's just leetspeak that I find kind of amusing.
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That is the nerdiest exchange I've ever seen.
captain smack -- Sorry, Cap. I think there's a little too much nerd energy left in town from the Comic Convention. Incidentally, nerd energy smells like hot-dog burps and Cheetos-laced B.O. I'll be posting something non-1337, er, non-nerdy soon.
God, that briongs back memories of the Pwn3d Market back in dear old Riverside, Cali. My grandma used to live behind the dumpster in their parking lot, and everyday I would stop in for a Red Bull before I went out back to plead with grandma to take her medication. She never did BTW. She'd just throw expired burritos at me while screaming that I was the Devil's Slutbag. But I could usually score some meth from her friend, Gimpy the Homeless Vet. Unfortunately the market burned down last year, after Gimpy tried to open a can of corn with a firecracker.
prunella jones -- Your grandmother sounds like quite and interesting lady. We can learn so much from the elderly. Why, just the other day my grandmother taught me how to kill a coked-up pimp with nothing but a bra strap and a five-dollar bill. I guess technically she isn't really my grandmother, though. She's just one of the nicer old ladies that follow me around when I'm looking for jewelry and pills around the old folks' home downtown.
I often troll the comic book conventions, they chicks there are usually loose, slutty and fat. And we all know fat chicks suck the best because they are always hungry.
honkeie2 -- I usually just go because I want to meet Optimus Prime or something.
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