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Going for 100 pushups in one set. I can do it in three (consecutive) sets already, but it's gonna be rough road ahead.

Love him, because he will always love you until the day he dies. And if you know he had a good loving life alongside you, then when that day comes it will hurt a lot less. :cry:

Oh. My. God. I warned you people that if the Habs won the 7th game I was going to get stupid drunk, and the prophecy came true. I was watching the game at my school campuses bar and when we won, everyone poured out onto the streets downtown. What I did not know was that there were 22 THOUSAND people watching the game on the big screen in the hockey arena and they too poured into the streets. There was little rioting thank god, but so much drinking. And so much partying. People were climbing on street signs and dancing, one dude got on a mailbox and got naked :thumbup: So yeah, I got home at around 6am and strangely I have no hangover :mrgreen:

Game seven Habs vs Pengs. If my town's team wins I'm taking multiple taxis with my friends downtown and just party all night. If they lose, I'll try and forget the crushing loss by drinking beer after beer, hopefully I won't die tonight. Cya later :mrgreen:

You know who else can go without eating or drinking for 70 years? Dead people. They're cold, stiff, and also rot for a reason.

*falls off chair* perfect for all the witty forum-goers.

2 gulps of scalding espresso and I'm good for the day. If I'm going out at night, I take a cup of black coffee to keep me alert.

*falls off chair* Ever since a certain birthday party the smell of tequila makes my stomach queezy to the point where I could vomit if I didn't hold back. Also, I can't drink SoCo since it goes down too well and I just get super stupid drunk off it.

So kids derived from anonymous sperm donations at some point in their lives have a life crisis because they don't know who their father is. Am I the only one who thinks this was painfully obvious and not that much of a problem? The problem I'm annoyed by is the Nobel prize laureate sperm banks... People just don't understand how Meiosis works. If you want to have kids with me because I'm super good lookin', you'd want my father's sperm or my mother's egg, not mine. For all I know my sperm can produce a butt-ugly kid even if I have a supermodel for a wife.

Beer above anything. And the best beer? : Beer doesn't always get me drunk quick enough, so I switch to turbo gear and down a couple of Irish car bombs:

Her dad is right. Unless the courses are a pre-requisite to her college courses then there is no point in taking advanced classes. People look at your grades, and probably never take into account the level of difficulty of your class, so doing an honours class is not necessarily a good thing. It only works if the system for grading takes into account the grades of the other kids in your class (so a 70 in a class with a 40 class average would actually be really good). I didn't go into honours in either high school, cegep or university and I've already raked up more than 2,000$ in scholarships alongside a shelf filled with awards. I think it's easier to prove that you're smart by getting top grades rather than doing a lot of extra work in advanced classes.

Sounds like the mother just learned this herself. Third grade isn't very young to learn that life is unfair - and putting it in such blatant terms like that takes away all the nuances and complexity of life. They're probably a family full of morons.

*falls off chair* Actually I had no idea what it meant either but I looked it up. DBQ = document based test... freakin' Europeans and they fancy words for EXAM :shame: I'm going to try breaking my drinking record which was set when I got drunk 3 nights in a row when I went camping. I've been completely wasted these past 3 nights with horrible hangovers, and I'm going all out tonight as I watch the hockey game with friends. Stupid? probably. Fun? absolutely.

Hangovers. There's just nothing good about them.

reminds me of myself *falls off chair*

Those [bleep]ing autistic kids found a way to freeload in *my* society!? Not on my watch. *gets out the shotgun*

I had no idea it was called Aspergers. Now I can't stop thinking about asparagus, which is filled with asparagine, an amino acid coded by codons AAC and AAU,.. asparaginase can hydrolyze asparagine into ammonium and aspartate which can be further degrated into oxalocetate by a transaminase which can then go into the citric acid cycle. Also, stop trying to classify yourselves as autistic. Just because you're a hermit and a nerd doesn't mean you are extra special :thumbdown:

Hey man, the site looks great. One of the few sites that fit nicely on my 1024x768 resolution :thumbup: I tried ordering your 2 last shirts but the paypal page is still in Dutch, so yeah... UN-FOREIGNIZE that shizzle.

Today I got my first University A+, yey :grin: I also got a B+ in a class where more than half the students failed. Gosh I'm smart!

Do they ship outside of the US?

You're pretty much doing everything properly (for a 14 year old). I wouldn't suggest doing anything too serious until you're fully well grown.

As I was walking around downtown last weekend I saw a guy hop into one of these I had my ipod on pretty loud and my "muddle under my breath" turned out to be pretty loud because after saying "[rooster] sucker" he flipped me off and drove away. Not only does he own the coolest car in the world (jealous) but he also flipped me off (angry) - we are now worst enemies.

I don't see how you could just say that, but sure. Assuming you know what animals think and feel, then that's just further pushing my argument that sex doesn't make any freaking sense.

It's my first day of vacation and my dad is already on my [wagon] telling me I'm being too lazy (taking the week off). He does this thing where he slams doors but not too much so that it passively annoys me. So he was slamming doors all morning as I was sleeping and as I was playing Starcraft after I got up. I lost my first 1vs1 just as he slammed the kitchen door next to my room so I got angry and cracked my keyboard on my desk. "I CAN SLAM THINGS TOO". He was like :-| Then I was all :-| Now I'm typing on a lame wired keyboard.

Good advice. At first I avoided bench presses because I could only lift the bar, but then I noticed the gym was full of huge guys who watch their muscles bulge as they lifted and checked their work in the mirror after each set. Now whenever I see someone lifting the bar I always think about how ballsy he is.