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eventually all the pieces will fall into place. until then, laugh at the confusion, live for the moment,and know that everything happens for a reason.".................. Since light travels faster than sound, people appear bright until you hear them speak.�

BASICS

Height:	179 cm - 183 cm (5'11" - 6')
Weight:	96 Kg - 100 Kg (211 lbs - 220 lbs)
Birthday:	November 07, 1989
Sexual Orientation:	Heterosexual
Dating:	Dating
Living Situation:	Living with parents/relatives
Location:	St. Albert, Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
Join Date:	09:04pm \| Feb 13, '04
Profile Updated:	06:35pm \| Sep 03, '08
Last Active:	01:11am \| Mar 07, '10

INTERESTS

Reading Material:	Comic books, Humor
Movies:	Action, Comedy, Horror
Animals/Pets:	Dogs
Video Games:	Racing, Sports
Cars:	Audio, Domestic, Drag Racing, Nascar, Offroad
Music:	Classic Rock, Country, Drum & Bass, Happy Hardcore, R & B, Rap, Rock, Techno, Acoustic
Sports:	BMX, Car racing, Football (American), Hockey, Paintball, Skateboarding, Snowboarding, Swimming, Hacky-sack, Motocross, Snowmobiling
Activities:	Drinking, Driving, Listening to music, Partying, Pool/Billiards
Musical Instruments:	Acoustic guitar, Bass guitar, Electric Guitar, Kit Drums, Other Drums
Outdoor:	Camping, Going to the beach, Exploring

ME YAY

eventually all the pieces will fall into place. until then, laugh at the confusion, live for the moment,and know that everything happens for a reason."..................

My Greatest Accomplishment Was Not Winning Some Stupid Medal Or Some Stupid Award, It Was Preserverience In Life Itself

HACKED
So ive known you for a while
and were so fricken kool
we make everyone JEALOUS
especially when grad comes lol
So its pretty kool that everytime we chill
we hang out with my mom lol
just cause were kool like that though
so your amazing and you listen to everything i say
even if im retarted lol but thats ok cause ur my retard
You mean so much to me, your the best I LOVE U
LOVE, SHANTEL

shout outs:
so thers this girl
she's wicked awesome cool
and drop dead gorgeous

she's also pretty good at everything
pretty much the best friend any one could ask for

there isnt much more a guy could ask for...

Lindsay you are the bestest friend ever

theres this girl
her name is Lindsay
pretty much one of the COOLEST girls that i know
she's always there for me
and thats what i love about her
i love having our heart to hearts.
what would i do with out you?

there is this guy
his name is Tayler
we've been throught alot of shit,
ever since kindergarden(kings of the sandbox)

he's pretty much in love with kayla
cant live without her
even though we tease him... EVERYDAY
he's always there for yea
cheers man

p.s. way to go on puttin our ford's in the ditch
haha they bein TANKS!!!

HOLY FUCK WERE WE EVER DRUNK THERE^^

Thatcher B
haven't known you all that long
since grade nine
we've had some pretty good times
sledding up the fields out at your place
ripping it up on quads and dirtbikes
insulting tayler everyday
im glad we became friends man
and grad this year will be awesome

Danny GGGGGGGGG
where the fuck do i start?!?!
we've been through alot, ALOT of shit...
had some wicked times
gettin baked back in the day
and my truck... SMOKE SHOW!!!!!!!
the drunken times

funn night dude
and then we've had our differences
but in the end bros fo life

Cassie C
o the times we had in grade ten
me pissing of the teachers
good times good times
miss yea

Derek fucking Saunders.
well i kinda knew u last year
got to know u more this year
got crunk together afew times
bitched at eachother the rest of the time
all in all ur a awesome guy
till the next time were drunk..

Aaron (manwell)
well man we knew eachother in grade ten
got to hang out this year
rebuild my motor.
that was funn and expensive.haha
im glad were friends, dude.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vyl5Mwr84MA

you gotta cowboy up, dust yourself off
get back in the saddle give it one more try
sweat and blood it takes all you got
cause the road to heaven is a hell of a ride
the tough get goin when the goin gets rough
cause they know they gotta cowboy up

The only thing i regret about highschool is that
i never got to do half the things i heard i did

A young boy went up to his father and asked him, "Dad, what is the difference between potentially and realistically?" The father thought for a moment, then answered, "Go ask your mother if she would sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars. Then ask your sister if she would sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars. And then ask your brother if he'd sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars. Come back and tell me what you learn from that." So the boy went to his mother and asked, "Would you sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars?" The mother replied, " Of course I would! We could really use that money to fix up the house and send you to a good university! " The boy then went to his sister and asked, "Would you sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars?" The girl replied, "Oh my God! I LOVE Brad Pitt I would sleep with him in a heartbeat, are you crazy!? " The boy then went to his brother and asked, "Would you sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars?" "Of course," the brother replied. "Do you know how much a million bucks would buy?" The boy pondered the answers for a few days, then went back to his dad. His father asked him, "Did you find out the difference between potentially and realistically?" The boy replied, "Yes... potentially, you and I are sitting on three million dollars... but realistically, we're living with two sluts and a queer."

SO MY BEST TIMES ARE WITH SHANTEL CAUSE SHES AWSOME LIKE THAT
WITH THE WINDOWSHIELD and CLEANSNIESSS AND GETTING BOOSTER JUICES
YAAAAAAAA

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R.I.P

Lynkowski, Harrison (harri) Douglas

Nobody cares about threats over the internet.
Don't try to act hardcore with the keyboard.
Fighting online is like racing in the special olympics;
even if you win, you're still retarded.

NO NO'S

haveing my truck fuck up alot. it sucks

not having a quad of my own

THE FUCKED UP SHIT!

Little David was in his 5th grade class when the teacher asked the children what their fathers did for a living. All the typical answers came up -- fireman, policeman, salesman,etc. David was being uncharacteristically quiet and so the teacher asked him about his father. "My father's an exotic dancer in a gay bar and takes off all his clothes in front of other men. Sometimes, if the offer's really good, he'll go out to the alley with some guy and make love with him for money." The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some coloring, and took little David aside to ask him, "Is that really true about your father?" "No," said David, "He plays for the Calgary Flames , but I was too embarrassed to say that in front of the other kids."
Flames Suck Shit

-9 Things I Hate About Everyone
1. People who point at their wrist while asking for the time...I know where my watch is pal, where the hell is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the toilet is?
2. People who are willing to get off their ass to search the entire room for the tv remote because they refuse to walk to the tv and change the channel manually.
3. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Damn right! What good is cake if you can't eat it?
4. When people say "it's always the last place you look". Of course it is. Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they? Gonna Kick their asses!
5. When people say while watching a film "did you see that?". No Loser, I paid $12 to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor.
6. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?".... Didn't really give me a choice there, did ya sunshine?
7. When something is 'new and improved!'. Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it, couldn't be new.
8. When people say "life is short". What the hell?? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!! What can you do that's longer?
9. When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks "Has the bus come yet?". If the bus came would I be standing here, dumbass?

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classic rednecks

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After their 11th child, an redneck couple decided that was enough because they could not afford a larger bed. So the husband went to his doctor and told him that he and his cousin didn't want to have anymore children. The doctor told him that there was a procedure called a vasectomy that could fix the problem but that it was expensive.

"A less costly alternative," said the doctor, "is to go home, get a cherry bomb, light it, put it in a beer can, then hold the can up to your ear and count to 10."

The man said to the doctor, "I may not be the smartest tool in the shed, but I don't see how putting a cherry bomb in a beer can next to my ear is going to help me."

"Trust me," said the doctor.

So the man went home, lit a cherry bomb and put it in a beer can. He held the can up to his ear and began to count �"1, 2, 3, 4, 5," at which point he paused, placed the beer can between his legs and resumed counting on his other hand.