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Name: Ransom
Country: United States
State: New Hampshire
Metro: Lebanon
Birthday: 5/8/1989
Gender: Male
Interests: Piracy, good music (Dispatch, State Radio, Zox, Counting Crows, Lifehouse, Phish, The Strokes, U2, etc.), Snowboarding, Friends, laughter, mideval history and warfare,LARP, building & repairing bicycles, drama, board games. I also dabble in Philosophy and occasionaly art.
Expertise: Yeah......... not much, im pretty good at bumming around and killing time. And putting of homework until the last minute.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
12/16/2005
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| Ben: (looking straight at me) "hey Bob!"
Me: (slightly confused) Hey...
Ben: "You're not Bob"
Me: (very confused) "Oh... ok." | | |
| Yesterday, at about four-thirty, Frank(the new, and slightly annoying, guy) got a break, and ordered a Pepper-Blue-Steak-Sandwich. we were out of the sauce that normally comes on the steak sandwich, so i called Frank over and asked him what kind of sauce he wanted instead. Frank's face clouded, even after i listed the other sauces we had he seemed completely undecided and slightly confused. Joe popped up behind me and helpfully offered...
"the Spicy Mustard would probably be good..."
Frank's face lit up.
"yeah! Spicy mustard!!"
he went back and sat down, and i started to make his sandwich with spicy mustard. Joe came sauntering over to me and said with a chuckle...
"I said spicy mustard mainly because it's the nastiest stuff we have. but did see his face? if i had known he would react like that i would have said gorgonzolla cheese or something..."
i didn't think the spicy mustard was that bad.... | | |
| I have a crazy idiosyncrasy
it's affinity to serendipity
and in this eternal epiphany
no hypocrisy or duplicity
some things i have learned...
Time does not stop, doesn't even slow down much.
walls have ears... and eyes
loida cant keep a secret
you cant suck lemonade through a lemon
radio shack has the 'best cell phone service in america'.
fingernails should always be cut... on both hands
sometimes good thing are not so hard to find...
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| Well somebody's something was left in the room
And man, now that its gone well of course we assume
That somebody else needed something so bad
That they took everything that somebody had
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| these girls are a hand-full, but they sure are funny....
Sadie: Ivy, let's pretend that i'm the booger man.
Ivy: The what?
S: The booger man! He's the one who catches you and puts you in a cage!
on the other hand...
Ivy: Mom, Sadie said a bad word again...
Mom: Do you know what she said?
Ivy: i think that she said the one that rhymes with what a chicken says | | |
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