mudvayne_69_69_69
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mudvayne_69_69_69's journal: Stolen bikes everywhere
A while back, when I was still living at home, me and a couple of friends were out building a camp in the woods. It was a pretty popular place for kids to play and build forts. There was a stream that passed through the area, and a large mountain for climbing (and falling, in some cases.) It was close to noon, when we noticed three kids on some really nice looking bikes. We sat there and watched as they got off their bikes, left them at the bottom of the path, and started to hike up the mountain. Now my friends and I, (being the hoodlums we were) decided we were going to grab the bikes, take them down south and sell them for drugs. We waited for the kids to be out of site, then sprung into action. We grabbed the bikes and helmets (safety first) took off and hid them in our regular hiding spot (you know it bad when you have a designated hiding spot to stash your stolen goods.) The bikes were awesome, all three were 21 speed, oversized TREK bikes worth around 500$-1000$ a piece. After stashing the goods, we returned to our fort and waited for the kids to come back down the mountain. When they finally did come down and saw that their bikes were gone, they called their parents and the cops.
mudvayne_69_69_69's journal: Take a long trip at night, Prt 1
Alright, if you liked my first story, STOLEN BIKES EVERYWHERE make sure check both parts of this one...It's more drug orientated, than stealing meep.
mudvayne_69_69_69's journal: Take a long trip at night, Prt 2
Now by this time, I'm meeped...sweats dripping from every meeping pore, and it feels like my sweat is sweating too, my nerves are all jittery, from the near death experience with the cat and car, then I remember about the cat, and laugh...We need to get out of town to get away from all the commotion, so we decide to cut across the highway, also known as (the meeping death trap). Trying to cross the highway actually proved to be harder than anyone of us imagined. When you're trailing, the faster things go by, the longer and smoother the trail is, so with all these speeding bullets going by, it looked like all the cars were long trains, and there seemed to be no break in the meep traffic. After sitting on the side of the highway for what seemed ages, (probably only a minute or so), we said meep it, we'll go the long way. After we made it around the highway, we decided to stop at Tim Hortons (the Starbucks of Canada) to get a coffee to calm us down a little. After trying to walk through the drive through, and not having any luck. We played rock, paper, scissors, sledgehammer, jackhammer, dynamite, nuclear bomb...a game that was obviously made up on the spot. After a while we forgot what we were doing standing in the middle of the parking lot playing this stupid meeping game, so we left...no coffee or anything.
mudvayne_69_69_69's journal: Stupid Stoner Series...Prt 1.
For all those who says drugs don't affect the way you think, or your memory they're wrong. After smoking pot for over 8 years now, you'd figure I'd have a handle on it's effects by now, right...? Wrong.
mudvayne_69_69_69's journal: Workplace Health & Safety
We just had an ammonia leak, here at my work, and the fire alarm went off, telling us its time to get the meep out of the building. I'm on the phone with some meep trying to tell her the alarm is going off, and I have to let her go, and she wont shut the meep up, so I hang up on her. I get outside and everyone is gathered in the parking lot, (The usual meeting place for fire drills). The funny thing is this happened yesterday, but it was just a test, (almost like they knew something was gonna happen today)
mudvayne_69_69_69's journal: Stupid Stoner Series...Prt 2.
OK, I got to thinking...I know a bunch of stoners, and I have meep loads of great stories them all...most of 'em are stories that make you think twice about drugs, but oh well, what the meep, you only live once, EH? I mentioned this site to a friend of mine, and she thought it would be a good idea to do a series about some of the people I know. I already wrote a journal entry before hand, about ME AND MY GIRLFRIEND, and I figured it was a good idea to continue this, so I present to you my Stupid Stoner Series.
mudvayne_69_69_69's journal: The best feeling in the world
I don't remember if this came out somewhere in the site or not, but I work on a technical support line, and I fix fax machines, digital and analogue photocopiers, servers, and various other machinery. I received a call the other day from Microsoft, and buddy on the phone was having a problem with his copier...after troubleshooting for a while trying to find out exactly what was wrong with the machine...I started going through different things that could possibly be the problem. The guy on the other end was not the nicest fellow to deal with, and I could tell he was getting annoyed with my questions. So instead of letting him go, and just putting in a service call for his machine, I figured Microsoft in a way has meeped me over numerous times, so I figured I'd play him along for a while.
mudvayne_69_69_69's journal: Stupid Stoner Series...Prt 3
I first started smoking drugs in grade 9...I was 14, and I still remember the first couple of times. The very first time was shake, and it sucked. A friend and I smoked like 3 big joints, but didn't catch a thing. The next couple of times kicked meep, but my16th B-day, was something else. It all started with a party thrown by my parents, (which sucked), and then followed by camping out in my yard, (which was gonna kick meep, but ended up not.) I had maybe 10 friends over, and we were all on the porch, just shooting the meep, and we got on the subject of one of my friend's stepmother. She was a meeping meep, and everyone in neighborhood hated her, even her real sons, (as opposed to stepsons) hated her. She would make my friend's dad actually pick her over his own son, and of course he was meep whipped, and a meep, (I think she beat him) so he went along with her. We were saying meep like we should slash her tires, break out the windows in her car, steal the radio, and all that kinda meep you say, but never actually plan on doing it. (We did let the air out of her tires, but never slashed 'em, but that's about it).
mudvayne_69_69_69's journal: meepnig bloodys avatar.
meep man...talk about a meeping heart attack. I get to work, and bring up linkswarm, I'm going through, reading bloodys last reply, and go to post a reply of my own.....so I hit the "post reply" meepon, and doesn't meeping IE freeze up, right when his avatar switches to the goatse....
mudvayne_69_69_69's journal: Suck my 8===D
So the other day, I tried using one of Frans acronyms....the one for meep.... 8===D, on one of my friends, just to screw around with him....he didn't get it right away, so I hinted to what it mean't, and he still didn't get it....I tried a couple other hints, but still no clue, I was getting a little pissed that he wasn't getting it, so I said meep it, and explained to him what it meant, but honest to meep, he still didn't get what I was saying....Her'es the conversation, with names withheld....What I say is in GREEN, and what my friend says is in BLUE....It meeping amazes me how stupid some people can be....
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