I love love love love potato chips.
And I eat mcdonald's more often than is sane. or allowed. I don't care what you say piku!
 
 
					
				I love love love love potato chips.
And I eat mcdonald's more often than is sane. or allowed. I don't care what you say piku!
 
 
					
				Also, I have some pretty messed up shoulders that being a drummer is not helping. If I play drums after a long period of having not you can bet that my shoulders will be wrecked the next day.
 
			
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				oh well I guess in that case all the running I do. Causes me great physical pain quite frequently. No pain no gain mothersmurfers.
 
 
					
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Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
 
 
					
				I drink too many fizzy drinks, alcohol and I also eat too many sweets. Other than that I'm pretty damn good to myself, I get worse as winter progresses and eventually have a diet no man should ever attempt to live on. Then in the spring and summer my diet will essentially become a non-stop fiesta of salads.
 
			
			 
					
						 
					
						 
					
				
			
			
			
				 
			
			 
			
				 
			
			 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
				
			
			
			
				 
			
			 
			
				 
 
					
				I always crack my knuckles... and NO it doesn't give you arthritis!
...falling in love, is an act of magic.
 
			
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				It might not but my fingers are pretty rubbish, I messed up the tendons so I don't have nearly as much movement as I used to.