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bearded wonder: Guitar vibratos are way easier to do with my right hand, so much more coordination.
bearded wonder: Maybe cause it uses more wrist and arm
bearded wonder: I’ll never be good at vibratos on my left hand
bearded wonder: But the point is, I try it right handed and it’s perfect
me: I’ve never had a problem…. or I totally suck and don’t know it.
bearded wonder: Do you jerk off lefty?
me: Only after the right one gets tired.
bearded wonder: see?
bearded wonder: I can’t even do that
me: lol
me: Go break your right wrist.
me: You’ll learn how really fast
bearded wonder: lol
bearded wonder: ouch
bearded wonder: hmm
bearded wonder: maybe then the trick to improving my left hand is to only masturbate left handed
me: Or to have a broken right wrist.
me: Maybe that was the only reason I can do vibrato with my left hand.
bearded wonder: I prefer gain without pain.
me: Thats because you’re a pussy.
me: I broke my arm for my guitaring.
me: What have YOU done?
bearded wonder: You got your ass kicked,
bearded wonder: don’t lie.
me: No, actually I fell.
me: Now I sound like a battered wife.
me: I wonder if battered wives can do good vibrato
bearded wonder: lol
me: Or maybe you should get a battered wife to jerk you off left handed
bearded wonder: Hmm, battered wife aint a bad idea.
me: I’m trying to avoid a reference to a corndog here.
bearded wonder: And I’ll avoid understanding it
me: …
me: …
me: batter

Contrary to popular belief, my wife tells me that in Honduras they don’t call the very popular card game, “One” instead of “Uno.”

The first hint that things might not go quite as we expected with our flight was the pilot’s brilliant show of observational expertise when announcing that we would be encountering something he quaintly described as, “Weather.”

I don’t think I need to finnish the idiom.

There comes a time in every person’s life when they must stop and realize that they’ve been walking around for so long wearing nothing but socks that maybe one of their socks has decided to go on strike and completely rotate around their foot.

One of these things is not like the other....

me: I had a really strange and intense set of dreams about super heroes.
me: In my dream, one of the super heroes tried to make me into a hero by chopping off half my thumb and attaching a crab’s claw to it.
me: Ok, that sounds a lot weirder typed out than it does in my head
bearded wonder: That’s a shitty hero, man.
bearded wonder: Crab-hand man
bearded wonder: could be a fun cartoon character
me: “So, what’s your super power?”
“I can create buttery dipping sauce.”
me: “And some people are alergic to me.”
bearded wonder: It’s like an even bigger loser version of Edward Scissor Hands
me: Edmund Crabby Thumb.
bearded wonder: lol
bearded wonder: Ew
bearded wonder: Partner of Tammy Stinky Pinky

I was having some issues today with my AIM and wanted to make sure that I had the most up to date version. When I got the download, the following page showed up;

What the fuck is eating his face?

I’m going through the “Create Your Own Level” tutorials on “Little Big Planet” for the PS3.  I’ve decided this game is awesome and has increased its awesomness quotient by having a British accent.

If the tutorial’s voice over had, for example, a Canadian accent I would have to decrease its awesomeness quotient.

While standing on line for a Toy Story themed ride at Disney’s Hollywood Studios if found myself surrounded by larger than life crayons used to guide us through the line towards the actual ride.  This triggered a memory that I doubt few out there would share.

I remember quite distinctly how on many occassions my friends and I would feed their dog Crayola Crayons because later on their yard would be littered with multi-colored dog poo.

Ahhhh childhood.