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Two Chickens Break Up Rabbit Fight
Posted Apr 17, 2007Two chickens play referree when a couple of bunny rabbits go at it with one another.
Two chickens play referree when a couple of bunny rabbits go at it with one another.
I recently rediscovered surfing. These weren't big waves by any stretch of the imagination, nor was I able to jump on my busted body board but I thought I felt the connection a surfer has with the surf. "I could do this all day" is what i kept saying over and over on the beach and wading in the water scanning for the next possible trip. Every time I thought I was able to read patterns in the waves i grew more and more aware that any kind of implied attachment to the waves only made things worst. I caught myself getting angry at the wave, cursing and slapping my board against the water. This didn't last long. I understood that I didn't choose the wave, the wave chose me. I just happen to be at the right place at the right time, with a little help with my eyes I make those moments more frequent. I learned to be thankful for the waves I caught, and to enjoy the ride as a unique event. I'm going to look into this in more detail!
Actually anyone that was at Club Opera that night got to see him also. The main reason i was there was Ivan birthday party.
It was a bonus to be able to catch DJ Jazzy Jeff preform. To be honest i wasn't expecting something as versatile and almost ground breaking from the DJ. A nice combination of two bottles of choice alcohol and a wicked mash-up of killer tracks blew me away. The venue was a great place for that show.
If you frequently want to go outside for a cigarette, you might want to rethink that. They decide when to frisk you or not as you walk through the metal detector.
other than smoking not being good for you, waiting 20 minutes in line to
get back into the club were two bottles of your booze awaits you
and your gentle caresses isn't greatest of joys. other than that, we had a good crew with us. the music was awesome, the vibe was cool, and we got to celebrate Ivan's baby steps toward retirement.


I attempt to throw this anchor onto the beavers damn and pull the rope as hard as I can to remove as many of the branches as I can. Its not impossible, but it takes a lot of passion and patience to get it done right. As I am still nursing a large headache from the binge drinking I did with Mr Machoca the night prior, its not helping none. I haven't drank like that in a while. I reminded myself why I stopped without a fight. Anyway..back to the beavers. We don't want to hurt any beavers, we just want them to stop flooding cause we cant get to our drinking water, and their flooding has caused the road extensive damage. The only other solution is to relocate them, which I am in the process of doing...(not very well i might add, but none the less I'm trying!)



Is it me or are we all excited that Bush has lost his grip on the planet? Is it me or does everyone find it strange that there aren't more electric cars occupying our streets? Is it only me or does everyone think that if bush was born in 1985 he would have been an emo? He would probably would have listened to Good Charlotte or Simple Plan, moping around his downtown apartment, painting his toe nails. Don't tell me you cant see it. How much different are things going to be now that the change has happened?
I'm not saying that i know anything about American politics, but its like having the choice of donuts or chicken fingers. By the way, chickens don't have fingers. We all know that, but just the other day i was having lunch with Nabsibouch and we saw this larger fellow (fat ass) eating a meal (a plate of tortured animals)
a he purchased (brainwashed to buy) from Kentucky Fried Chicken, and there wasn't anything green on his plate. His meal was in cups. He bought popcorn chicken, chicken fingers, fries and a soft drink, which is exactly what it was doing to him, making him soft! The only thing that was not fried was the tray that garbage was displayed on! Wake up! Nabs used to joke around years ago about how he thought that burger king had a charcoal aerosol spray they used on the burgers, who would have known he was right! I really cant wait for 'fast food nation' to premiere. I hope it opens some eyes. TRANS FATS SHOULD BE ILLEGAL....so should Bush and his hate for stem cell research!
If your able to be the same person you are when in trouble as you would be in ecstasy, then your probably better off than most. I would imagine that most people think that quiet people are weak and manipulable, I find this to be false. Its when you don't have to force your emotions on someone or force your personality on people that make you a quality human being. Some people would think i was making fun of these people drinking while their loved ones are in danger and the land being destroyed...i say NAY! 'The water is only ankle high, we should start worrying when its wetting our breeches'. Besides, dealing with the lose is always easier when completely licked. I mean look at Brad Pitts character in snatch! I'm not advising anyone to drink when in pain, I'm just saying that if they can do it in the movies there must be a reason why. "what ever will be, will be." is a line my father likes to say, and i think is valid when dealing with planetary hick ups. We have no control, so might as well let nature take is course and have a Jameson on the rocks with a splash of ginger ale. If your looking for new drink ideas, or want to know how to mix classic ones, heres a website called drinksmixer.com that you might enjoy......CHEERS
Now a days in certain clubs, you can buy alcohol by the bottle. From vodka to gin, jack and scotch, in all the well known brands. But like anything, there are rules that must be followed to have a good bottle experience. The first part of the experience is realizing that getting drinks at a crowded bar from a bitchy bartendress, is something you leave for your worst enemies. A wave of discomfort flashes over you and depending on how many friends your with and their drinking ability, your next thought is usually "lets just get a bottle".
You rationalize it in your head saying that its cheaper, you don't have to wait in line to get a drink, no ones going to spill your drink while your turning around....(by the way these things are all true). So now your at a booth, your sitting down, (another bonus) and your bottle of vodka lounges in a fancy metal bucket of ice. There's carifs of cranberry, soda, 7 up, red bull, shoot glasses, straws, cut limes and lemons, napkins for throwing! You feel like a king. Now you think its about time that everyone digs in...Wrong! Here's where the rules come in. Firstly you must designate a server. At least at first. The server should be competent at pouring drinks or its going to get messy.
The worst thing is when some reaches for the bottle...Pours themselves a drink and leaves...Without offering anyone. HORRIBLE! Especially if there are ladies around. We all want the ladies to drink, so offer one to them. At he begining of the night, being courteous would be the best thing. Shots at a bar and from a personal bottle are two different things. At the bar your trying to get the best bang for your buck but from a personal bottle your trying to drink together, like the best buck for your bang. Half shots are plenty. Fill the rest up with a juice or something. We don't need straight vodka.
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Do I hear birds? Or has the copious amounts of raw angel dust gotten to my head? I awoke from another night of lucid dreams where I was flying an ultralight. It might not be lucid dreams but rather an out of body experience. Who knows...Who cares..All I know is that I want a fuckin pilots license right now!! Anyway,
I fell out of bed and crawled to the window in desperate need of fresh air. My belly was filled with 6 hour old Paul et Suzanne hamburger and poutine and many pounds of smokey club air. arrghh my situation could not have been worst. All I needed now was to move my curtains and see a fridged, snow covered,windy, minus 15 landscape and I would have felt like I did all winter. I opened the window and didn't notice that it was nice outside. The crisp spring air hit me like insulin, yet that wasn't enough to awake my inner, hibernating bear. as my head lay on my arms the small sounds of a curious bird wafted through my window and right into my ear. Its like I was papillion and hadn't hear the sound of a bird in 10 years. That's when I got up and danced. Go to www.subservientchicken.com and type in an action. The giant chicken will act out most of your desires.
El Teenyo brought to my attention that a new concept of a TV show has sparked interest in many ethnic groups. a show called "the amazing racist" is not actually a show but more of a one man insult-fest! This guy thinks he can make fun of people, and he can, I guess. This insanely jaded person has more guts than someone participating in "the running of the bulls" in Spain. There isn't much I can say other than my first reaction was one of laughter, and that turned into one of awe, and then a wave of disbelief. Who was filming this?? Didn't anyone notice the cameraman? And if it was a hidden cam, wouldn't it look weird that someone was just standing around doing nothing, following him around?? Is it staged? Just check out the site.
No smoking in clubs in Montreal has caused a wide spread panic throughout the city! Its like when you break up with a girlfriend, it takes a couple of days to realize that she isn't coming back to you and that eventually your sheets will stop smelling like her. Ahh god!!!
Have mercy!! Bare with me here. I'm figuring that if we all have to quit by D day, that being 'May 31st' , we should be able to help each other out. First thing we all have to do is FUCKING QUIT SMOKING!! That would help. Secondly NO MORE BUMMING CIGARETTES!! Before the ban on smoking bumming a dart didnt seem so bad, but after the ban its going to be taken as an insult. No ones going to buy smokes, but still want to smoke. Its going to get quite annoying. Thirdly, wouldn't you love to know that we, people of this great canadian land, were able to push out the large cigarette companies cause we all stopped smoking at the same time!?? It would be awesome trust me. All we need to do is
convince those lazy ass Quebecors who gamble their unemployment insurance money away, smoking two packs a day, drinking and eatting may wests and a coke in the morning, 24 fuckin beers for lunch and dinner, going to the clinic on our tax payers money cause the retard has chronic bronchitis. If we can only get those people on our side! Lets try to work together in the fight to quit smoking. Its going to be worth it!