Wow, that's an impressive list! Santa Claus and Christopher Columbus!

WELL I'M PISSED AS HELL!!

By avoiding anger and left outness, I feel singled out and picked on. I can still take you guys on dates, right?

leggings!! woo!
yeah
ahh!

well i sure better see you.....

Well thank you. That makes me feel much better. But I don't know about the threesome thing.

Santa Claus and Seth Cohen would be my picks. Look at my profile picture! Yeah, that would be a picture taken 2 years ago on one of the mountains we climbed.

this is funny. i'd date bojangles too. what the hell is his real name?  or his last name for that matter?  and aren't seth coehn and mitchell hardage pretty much one in the same?  i mean...i don't know, that's just a small observation.  and if i were gonna go on a date with anyone from Friendship Castle, U.S.A.  it would be Jay because gosh is he not just too cute?  Allison, if you're reading...screw mitchell....JAY ALL THE WAY!

Can I say, "I feel left out?" still want that album cover? Bet you didn't expect a comment from me did you?

chad

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fuck yall

::no longer pissed::

haha ken spring. best teacher.

what up girl its addy...aint talked in a while...how is school...

ha...what is jay's lastname?? Does anyone know?

hey, umm.... do you you wanna maybe - like do something........sometime..........?

'Twas the Night Before Katrina (cajun style)

'Twas de night before Katrina, when all tru da state
Not a gas pump was pumpin', Not a store open late
All da plywood was hung, on de windows wit care,
Knowing dat a hurricane, Soon would be dere.

Da chilren were ready wit deir flashlight in hand
While rain bands from da hurricane covered over our lan
And Mom wit her Mag-lite, and me wit my cap
Has jus filled da battub for flushing our crap..

When out on de lawn, there arose such a clatter
I sprang from da closet to see what was de matter
The trees on da terrace, and de neighbor's roof torn,
We feared we'd be dyin' in dis terrible storm.

Wit a little wind gus, so lively and quick,
I membered quite clearly our walls was not brick
More rapid than Eagles, her courses they changed!
And she whistled and wafted and surged all the same.

Off shingles! Off sidings! Off rooftops! Off power!
Down trees! Down fences! Down trailers! Down towers!
On da street of New Orleans, she continued to maul,
Screaming Blow away! Blow away! Blow away all!

As da wind ripped and tossed da debris tru de sky,
I peeked out the shutters at the cars floatin' by.
So go to the attic my family did do,
With a portable radio and some batteries too.

And den in a twinkling, I heard on da set,
The end was not coming for a few hours yet!
As I calmed down da kids and was turning around
Tru de window it came with a huge crashing sound

A tree branch it was all covered in soot
De wind blew it smack-dab on top of my foot!
A bundle of twigs now lay in a stack
And my Livin' Room looked like it was under attack.

De wind how it howled, de storm very scary,
Myself and my family were all too unwary.
Da dangers of hurricanes are serious ya know,
Dey are taken for granted as Betsy did show.

Wit da winds dying down and da danger beneath,
I noticed my tool shed was missing its sheath
So I grabbed my last tarp, and nailed it on down,
Den I got in my car and drove into town.

Da traffic was awful and stores had no ice,
My 5-gallon cooler would have to suffice
Generators was scarce, not one left in town,
Dere was trees on the roads and power lines down.

FEMA was ready wit people to work,
Electrical companies came in from New York.
I sprang to da car, and gave my family a whistle,
Den away we all went like a Tomahawk missile!

You could hear us exclaim as we drove out of sight,
"The heck wit dis place, Texas seem just right!"

I miss you Allie.  Leading worship with you those highschool years.....awsome.  That time in Ukraine....awsome.  You always had nice things to say to me, and I want you to know I thank God everytime I remember you.

Final words of wisdom- Don't fart in the presence of others...unless it's windy, or you're at the golf course in Gulfport.