Evening brothers. How is everyone and what the fuck did I miss while seeing Harry Potter with my friend, and then coming to work?
Not much im just making nWo and nWZo sigs cause im bored.
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Evening brothers. How is everyone and what the fuck did I miss while seeing Harry Potter with my friend, and then coming to work?
Evening brothers. How is everyone and what the fuck did I miss while seeing Harry Potter with my friend, and then coming to work?
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I'm great, David. Well, actually, I feel like I need to take a crap. It hurts really bad. But, I get to eat breakfast with my gramps in the morning. I'm looking forward to that.
I am great and excited. My birthday is in less than a week and I might be getting a PS3.
I'll be sure to say happy birthday or something, eh ST?
Run to the bathroom man. Haha. Very cool. Cherish those moments man. I can't anymore, as both passed in the past year.
I'm on the toilet as I write this.
I'm sorry to hear that, brother man. My mom's dad passed when I was almost six. I still remember going camping with him at Detroit Lake. I caught my first fish with him. It's a great story. I can tell it better in person, but we had been out there for a few hours. I had next to no activity on my line. Just out of the blue, I asked him to reel mine in to "check". He assured me that there was nothing there, but I told him I had a good feeling, or something along those lines. Lo and behold, a beautiful trout was hooked. He bought me a milkshake with dinner that night. It's my favorite memory I have with him.
I really am excited to see my Gramps. He and I don't see each other much, as he doesn't get around too well. But, whenever I am down at his house I am in for a great conversation about religion, politics, ethics, the future, history, and everything else you could imagine. The last one lasted into the early hours of the morning. Oh, I have a good memory with him. The Civil War is a huge college football game in Oregon. It's the Ducks against the Beavers. My Ducks blew the Beavers out on their field this year, 65-38. We went to Denny's the next morning, and the Beaver's quarterback was there. Naturally, I was all Ducked out. My grandpa patted Lyle on the shoulder and said, "I hope for a better game next year, son." I sort of chuckled and said, "I don't." His dad stood up and yelled in my face for a minute or two. We laughed about it the whole way back to his house.
I'm going to lose this grandpa sometime soon, I figure. He's a war veteran who was partially disabled in it. He smokes, has had a quadruple bypass surgery, a stroke, a heart attack, and everything else you can imagine. He's still kicking though, building barns and selling boats and hunting bear. Dude is crazy.
So, right, yeah, fuck sadness and all that shit. Fuck that shit, gonzo style.
Still drunk...still jammin' out to the Cult...still 3:30 AM...thats WZ for ya.
C'mon little devil! Be my little angel!
Edit: 48, congrats on the Yankees. I may not like them, but I will at least admit when they're winning a series over my Sox.
Damn bro. That sounds awesome. Your grandpa sounds like a really cool guy.
I wish I could have done more stuff with my mom's dad the last 2 years of his life. I worked every weekend, still do, and when my mom would go over there to visit, it was always while I was at work. He passed last April, I didn't see him since Christmas. I felt like complete shit. He was the head of the family, and it was very emotional for everyone. The thing that upset me the most was that the last holiday he got to spend with the family was Easter, and I couldn't be there. Then later that week he went. But he is in a better place, and I can still visit his spot and talk to him.
My dad's dad I didn't see a whole lot period. Following my parents divorce, I didn't see my dad a whole lot, at least while I was in high school. So I would only see my grandpa on like Christmas and Thanksgiving. But he was a great man, both in the family and in the village I live in. He started his own charity, played Santa for 20+ years, and was really involved with the town itself. Damn near 500 people went to his wake.
I know I don't have to tell a good kid like you twice, but like I said, cherish those times 48. Because when they finally go, you can remember the great times, which really help when you are going through bad times.