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Name: Trevor
Location: Wyoming, United States
Birthday: 7/31/1985
Gender: Male
Interests: mischief, pillaging, women-folk, malted hops, barley, planning and building things that should get me in trouble, concerts, camping, stroking my ego, hiking, and snowboarding...
Expertise: Electronics, munitions, and beverages.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Engineering
Message: message me
AIM:  pesh85 iamtrevorssn
MSN: tpeshoff@uwyo.edu
Member Since:
12/14/2004
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| Back in Laramie...bitches. Went to Wal-Mart, the bulk of my purchase consisted of various hot sauce and kool-aid. Damn straight I rock.
-Trevor
Bigger than Jesus, bigger than wrestling, bigger than The Beatles, and bigger than breast implants...gonna be the biggest thing to hit these kids. Bigger than guns and bigger than cigarettes. | | |
| Conspiracy theory #1...
Went to McDonalds for a shamrock shake tonight, it's funny whenever I have a shamrock shake I always want a McRib and vice versa...It seems like a good combination, and I think it was on the menu at the last supper; however I'm not sure(I might have to consult the bible on this one). It always works out though, that the two are never on the menu at the same time, bastards. I think the combination of the two would be so delicious it would trigger spontaneous sexual release. Do the math...if even a small fraction of the billions served got the combination of the two, McDonalds would have one hell of a dry-cleaning bill. So they keep the two from being on the menu concurrently, however if they included an adult diaper with the meal I think they would be well within their cost/benefit margin. The next McDonalds comment box is getting a peice of my mind.
Midterms are this week. If you ever get stressed out do what I do, stop and enjoy the little joys in life; like putting your cigarette out in a baby stroller.
-Trevor | | |
| Ever have one of those mornings where you were going to go to class, hit the snooze thirty minutes before your first class and wake up 30 minutes into your last class? Yah me neither...
So I had to drive to Ft. Collins this weekend, well I didn't have to but I'm a nice guy. Friday night in the Fort was just like a friday night in Laramie except with alot more hackie-sack...damn hippies. I was DD so nothing to eventful that night. Saturday I went rock climbing, which I haven't done for a while and could tell because I was soar as a motha-fucka the next day. Said goodbye to the ladies and took my ass back to Laramie. I drove back while there was still daylight so 287 wasn't nearly as fun as it was on friday. Smoked a bowl, drank some whiskey and slept all day sunday...good times.
Fuck off-Trevor | | |
| Je me promenais sur l’avenue.le coeur ouvert à l’inconnu.
J’avais envie de dire bonjour a n’importe qui. n’importe qui et ce fut toi.
Je te dit n’importe quoi, il suffisait de te parler pour t’apprivoiser.
Au champs élysées. au champs élysées.
Au soleil ou sous la pluis, a midi ou a minuit.
Il y a tout ce que vous voulez au champs élysées.
Tu m’à dis j’ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous
Qui vivent la guitare à la main du soir au matin.
Alors je t’ai accompagner ,on a chanter on a danser mais on
N’à même pas pensé s’embrasser. | | |
| Ahh time for some real writing...
Fun weekend, friday after boarding I played some Texas Hold-em with some of the guys. Lost 10 dollars but what the hell, drank some 40's, smoked some bowls. Then me and Schwiz walked about 3 miles to get some pizza...ahh drunken walkabouts.
Saturday however was a different story. The day started off fine, I ran some errands around town, smoked a fat blunt with Schwiz, and made some dang quesadillas(KAYSA-DILLAS!).Then it got fun, I went to my buddy Squeege's house to chill. However, after we went on a beer run a bunch of hicks showed up and started drinking a bunch of the beer. Now I wasn't drinking that night so I didn't pitch on the case but I was still pissed that they disrespected my friends like that, I was now pissed. Then some drunks showed up and were being loud, drunk, and stupid. The thing is, thanks to the hicks all the beer was gone. Now in my experience if all the booze is gone at a party everyone that wasn't explicitly invited should get the fuck out...
-just realized it's noon, should be @ calc2 right now. ok back to the story.
So whats there left to do in a room full of drunk hicks,drunk drunks, and stoners when all the beer is gone?You guessed it, FIGHT! Ended up helping break up about 5 fights in about 1 hour. Almost rolled a couple of hicks myself after they told me to put some "nigger music" on the stereo, after I told them that I didn't have any they told me that "coon tunes" will do. When I politley explained to him that he wasn't in his trailer park with the good ol' boys and that he was in someone elses house so he better watch his fuckin mouth, he wanted to fight me. Then he realized he was drunk and I wasn't and walked away. Another guy kept asking if I had any weed, I thought he'd get it after I said "Not for you" but the little fucker was persistent. After about the 5th time of asking I talked to him and straightened him out. No punches thrown on my part, I earned my treat.
It's really starting to get tired. I'm sick of this mentality of leave your common decency at the door. Get some class people. Breaking up fights and watching after girls that get too drunk to take care of themselves is starting to get old. I'm also sick of the excuse "He's drunk man, don't even worry about him." when shit goes down. If it was my place and a drunk was starting shit I'd tell him to get the hell out, if he wouldn't listen I'd get his buddies to get him out.
A well deserved ass-whooping is one thing, but drinking just to start shit is fucking childish.Grow up.
Well that was my weekend in a nut-shell, on a positive note my lady friend is coming up to see me this weekend and she rocks my fucking socks off. More on that later.
-Tito
"we've figured out what the baby is saying, he's saying 'I really like Dolph Lundgren movies!'." | | |
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