Yeah, and your avatar is a really good influence against drinking right? heh heh :D
Good riddance to 2001. I got to shoot off fireworks, but some jackass thretened to call the cops (because we're not susposed to do them) so we stopped after we shot a few roman candles in his backyard muahahaha.
My New Years Eve sucked 'cause a buncha kids lit some-what the?-
So it was you! You have no idea how big the burnt grass patches are you are in BIG trouble!
Run sheaday! I'll fend Schmatz off with some sparklers!
*fends*
if you throw the sparkler he'll chase it! just like the t-rex in Jurrasic Park.
RAWR!
:eats Mtblanc i.e. Dinghy Dog RIGHT OFF the toilet in the outhouse he's pissing himself in:
I'm coming for you next sheaday!
:Eats Sparkler:
Mmmmm.... like Pop Rocks!
Time measurment means nothing to me. I am only impacted by others attention to time.
*Schmatz finds that his primitive dinosaur stomach is not capable of releasing gas, so the poprocks make his gut swell up like a water balloon until BOOM, he explodes*
:explode:
Awww, what a sad ending.
Wait a minute, Schmatz ate me! You got what was coming to you, you hell-spawned T-Rex!!
*shakes fist*
I can't remember any of my new years, let alone the last week. Suffice it to say, they were good.
Happy new years to you too, and everyone else here!:max: :sam:
so do you think 2001 was a good year?, i cant remember:D
:tie: :x-wing:
I think it was a horrible year that everyone wishes they could forget, for obvious reasons.
Yeah, I know, cause SOMEBODY blew me up! :evil6:
you blew up in 2002, Schmatz! What a great way to bring in the new year!
Only thing I've ever blown up during new years is a port-a-potty.
So YOU'RE the one who did that! Got **** ALL OVER my house.... here we go again...
Actually, it was in a forest construction yard about 30 miles from any house...
Sorry about your house though.
oh, you're the chump with the port-a-potty?! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! you should've seen that crap fly!
Save for the guy in it. Man, that guy spewed so many New Years Resolutions, I thought he was serious about vowing to Party Hearty and take a big Bottle of Fizzies and toast us till we sang .
Needless to say, we thanked him and after we were done, set fire to the porta potty to get rid of the evidence.
<This post has been edited in the spirit of the New Year - but I got lazy after a bit.>
Hey, sh*t can fly pretty far... lol
Sorry, the first, last, and only time I've seen **** fly that far is when Jester ate too many Beef Supreme Gorditas.
Me however, I don't have that problem.