Wow. When I get it, I really get it.
Am I one of those bloggers, or one of these bloggers, I wonder?
Does it even really matter?
Edit: This is the equivalent to an open thread. Feel free to leave a comment, unless its spam regarding cheap merchandise, and stuff to do with my wang. Unless it's apples wondering about names. That's okay. Otherwise, chat up. Anything and everything goes.
Further Edit: Stop staring at the picture, tool, and say something.
Even Further Edit: I wonder if she's reading this thing?
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You caught me man, sweet picture. I really like how the light was reflected by the knobs good stuff.
Being that this an open thread... How's the guitar coming? come up with any sweet riffs and Damn it i want to hear some original Raine tunes if you have time :)
I did have an original tune, just off the top of my head, by I'm afraid tragedy has struck. I took my guitar to a jam, and nobody would do anything with me until it was standard tuned.
I must admit, that although its called "standard," E-E tuning is perhaps the most godawful noise to ever emit itself from my strings. I just need to find out what I had tuned to begin with, and record that. And yes, I will eventually get it recorded.
Tuning is a pain, but I’ve yet strayed from standard (G) tuning. I don’t know some guys swear by other tuning I know Matt Good uses Eb.
Maybe I am just to scared to change it. I don’t use a tuner, so when I replace strings, the bottom three get tuned to “Twinkle Twinkle little star” and the top ones “Come as you are” by Nirvana. Tried and trusted method, I really should invest in a tuner though.
As long as it sounds good to you, thats all that matters. My philosophy.
I would also like to add something else.
You boys in WoW need to get to Goldshire. The horde are migrating by the hundreds for the Darkmoon Faire, and they keep ganking me within my own town.
Do I have to stop staring at it? It's gorgeous! And it shines!
As for your wang as you like to call it, I would like to know whether you have any names for it. Do you?
That reminds me, I have to post that thing... and the one about the professors butt. I seem to be climbing into people's pants these days...
Hey, there are a million places worse than someone's pants that you could be crawling into.
I really need to take more pictures like that too...
Gosh, even I'm staring at it.
She being?
This is where I turn into a typical female friend and try my best to coerce the name of and story behind this girl you speak of.
And I, being a typically cloistered eccentric, tell you vague runarounds.
Like "she" might not even exist.
Welcome back, btw Steph.
a typically cloistered eccentric
Ziiis iiis also called being male, non? ;)
Not necessarily. Being male would also mean telling you everything you want to hear, if there's even a remote chance for sex.
The truth stings.
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