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Life through the eyes of the tall one they call BigFoot
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7/04/01
Wise words of Deezy, “Fire in the Hole!"
Wise words of Group of Girls, “Ohhhhhh my godddd!”
Mission of the Day #82: Shoot a bottlerocket outta your ass!”.
July 4th, our Independence Day, the day we broke away and became our own country. America has become a technologically advanced country beyond the belief of others, in terms of like Siberia, yet we survive on our own. We set off fireworks, party, and enjoy being American, for we have the world at our feet. Too me, I just realize it's another day to party and chill with friends. Although I know the fourth was the actual day we broke free, I still think everyday is our independence day, so cherish the freedom we have, because I know the Germans would've eventually gotten a hold of us, and we'd all be cooked to a crisp!
Our night started off watching the fireworks at the block parties in the so called Cheerdesac....like coldesac, but it's cheerdesac, because the whole circle is cheerleaders houses. Once again the tennis ball launcher almost dominated the loud blast award, yet the mortars did just about equal the sound. The highlight of the night was me lighting smoke grenades and throwing them at Luke while he was setting up the steel launcher, freaking him out as he though they were ground blooms, and boooom goes the falling steel launcher. Also I lit a ground bloom and waited till the last second it went off and threw it up in the air, once it lit it bounced up and down at people, and all the girls went buckwild running. Fireworks are straight up dangerous, so watch out kids, FireMarshall Bill says...Let me show yah sumptin!!!
When pointing a hand held firework up to the sky, just don't look up as I did. While holding this big stick o dynamite, I looked up and watched all the fireworks coming out, yet was blinded by all the ash. It burns like a biiiiiiitch!!!
Another crazed after-firework party we went too just got a little too buck buck. Anger flew and people took it too the parking lot where we had to of course park. Once again the night ends in an all out brawl, and I'd have to say this was one of the biggest brawls of the year. People were just swinging everywhere. Bottles were flying everywhere, firecrackers were being thrown in the middle. All out madness is all I can say today.
7/03/01
Wise words of Deezy, “Roid raggggggggeeeeeeeee!"
Wise words of Klencker, “I'm still faded!”
Mission of the Day #81: Take roids, get a roid rage, and go buck fuckin wild!”.
Why do girls put themselves through so much emotional shit? Every party I see these cute little girls sitting, dissapointed and sad at some certain guy whom is talking to other girls. While everyone is having there fun time, they still sit and stare what could possibly be. Yet they are so caught up in their own emotions that it drives them mad crazy. Then it turns into one of those worser nights, where your man whom you want and are crying over goes to some other skeeeeeezzzzzaaaaa. All of a sudden you find this weird water salty extract running down your cheek and you just need a comforting sole. Even though I'm usually that shoulder to cry on, girls still go back for more and just get ripped a new one. When will you learn?? Now a days it takes numerous beatings and other crazed ...ish, which in some cases shouldn't happen. Life is dumb, girls are attracted too assholes, and us good guys sit there and watch, yet share the good laugh at the end when it all doesn't work out.
Welp Helvig's house was off the heezy fo sheezy. We turned a little kick back into a bangin party. Although parking was tough and at a minimum, we managed to get everyone to the party. Big Sven got a phatty new street bike and I got to take a ride to Lambertson's and back. It was the attraction of the party. Everything went well except for a crazed maniac who went buck wild at the end of the party and freaked everyone out. I was scrrrrrrrrd myself but held my own.
Went to try out a new golf course, and oh man what a bargain. Verdugo Hills located in Tujunga has a nice little eighteen hole all par three course. Pretty damn phat for only eight bucks and it is also a lighted course. The only downfall is that killer bees roam and own the course. While only a few bugged us all day, the tenth hole was the feeding ground for these frenzied bees. Swarms everywhere, I actually got stung a few times, yet we all were shaken but not stirred. While there was a tribute to someone on one of the holes, I think he died from an attack of the killer bees, god rest his sole.
7/02/01
Wise words of Deezy, “Too much Kikey Pokey perfume!"
Wise words of O double L E double T, “In and Out is highly overratted!”
Mission of the Day #80: Skeeeezzzzaaa or Skkkkkkeeeeeerrrr!”.
- Skeezers Part 2 - The original skeezers came over last night and you can tell the vibe absolutely dropped as everyone was like blah blah multiplied ten fold. Now another group of pretty skeezers came over before them, and Kikey Pokey kept insisting on the actually meaning of a skeezer which seems to be a mystery to girls, hahaha. Okie ladies, or actually skeezers, this is the what it means: Now for those of you that actually think I'm gunna define it to the actual meaning, you are a skeezer. When a guy calls you a skeezer, the word has lots of meanings, good and bad. It first depends on the tone of voice, it can be skeeeeeeeezaaaaa, or skeeeeeeeeezzzzeeeeerrrrr. Next it depends on how many E's are in the actual word. Finally would it end with a period or exclamation point, skeeeezzzzaaa. or skeeeeeeeeer! There you have it, so figure it out skeeeezzzzzaaaaas, that's how you differ from skeeezer word to skeeeeeeza word. After you figure it out, go to the closest mirror, look at yourself up and down, take your clothes off even if you want, then say to your self the same toned skkkkkkeeeeezzzza word the last guy called you. Bammmmmmoooo!!! You will now understand the true meaning! Thank you come again!
The meaning of being friends and being truthful comes along with being friends. While having a little kick back at a certain friends house last night, money was stolen from him. While money and other valuables have been stolen a lot lately, I just seemed to get really angry at the fact that friends would be this decieving to each other. Well the suspect count was down to four guys, and although we know for a damn straight fact it was one of them, they don't wanna admit it. Even a meeting at my house wasn't enough for that friend to sack up and say he took it. I think it's bullshit for someone to be sitting there knowing he took it, laughing inside yet denying it outside. If they wanna be the pussies that they are too bad, because they are all permantely banned from our houses. Guess they aren't that much of friends after all.
I've never really had the chance to have my own fireworks, basically cuz of the fact I just take or use other people's fireworks. So we decided to travel to the deep dry land of Filmore to purchase the exploding goods. While everything is amazingly cheap, we stocked up about a hundred dollars of fireworks. The lady was even nice enough to throw in a couple, while I also snagged a handful when no one was looking, bad Dustin!!! This fourth of July will be a huge bang...like my Junk!
7/01/01
Wise words of Deezy, “This shit hits hard!"
Wise words of Colby, “Dude I said squatters, that's fucked up!”
Mission of the Day #79: Eat some Horny Goat Weed!”.
Well a couple girls wanted to make my day and practically kidnap me or at least wake my ass up early and take me out for the day. We went to grab some grub at Subway and took off for the beach. It was all good as the ratio was stupendous, 4:1 oh yeah!!! Not everyday you get to be in a vehicle with just four girls, it was total sweetness! Well the beach was bloody hot, and since I have open cuts from the tattoo, it just made the sun a million degrees hotter on it, ouchhhhh!! Girls are an interesting species as the whole time on the beach they just look around and label every guy, oh he's hot, ohhhhhhh he's hotter, blah blah! A pleasure indeed, and I'm now labeled a threat when we travel to beaches because I fool with the controls while the driver drives, almost causing a five car accident.
Finally get a chance to chill with Kikey-Pokey for once, as we relaxed all day, as the wind down from the party the night before was in effect. I was soo damn exhausted from it. Yet the funniest thing was the Adelphia Cable guy who came up to us as we were leaving her driveway, and he started talking about her Dad's truck which totally confused us. I think the digital cable has gone straight to his brain.