Friday the 13th

[Fabolous]

God damn i didn't even know it was Friday the 13th yesterday, makes fucking sense today it snowed and went to be a pretty gay day... since it snowed and got really cooled i couldn't get my damn Hafe of ounce. god damn it!!!!

yesturday i got pissed of and depressed for no reason. at school. but then had a fag and was okay. and had a dentention, but they let me out 30mins early.

you had a fag huh?, so you opened up to the world on this message board bad choice i would say

[stephielamb]

fag as in cigarette. if you were thinking something differnt.

[Kid Dynamite]

my friday the thirteenth was good. I ended up at my dealers house all night and he bought 600 pounds worth of squidgy hash and 6 ounces of good skunk.

[CrAzYpOtHeAd]

uhhhh, hello

I know. "i got pissed of and depressed for NO reason atall. I had a cigi and it was ok"

You've JUST started smoking. But i highly advice you to give up while YOU can (im talking about cigi's btw)

[beachguy in thongs]

yesturday i got pissed of and depressed for no reason. at school. but then had a fag and was okay. and had a dentention, but they let me out 30mins early.

Wow, they let you abuse queer, little boys on school grounds?

fag as in cigarette. if you were thinking something differnt.

Sorry.

[Fabolous]

fag=cigarettes?
that is the weirdest thing i have ever heard, omost makes no since, as they call over here Square, dunno know why should be a cillender but hey thats what we get for a bounch of crack heads running around..

btw, i live in kalamazoo MI, that has the highest rating of crack in MI, this month alone 19lbs have been founded... sad isn't?

[kiki]

hi kiki

hi!

[Maui Wowie]

It was one of the better days in my month, I could guess that's cause my name is... Jason...

[psychopixi]

The last two Friday 13th's have been bad luck for me. The first of the two, my mum, mams (my grandmother) and I were on a plane back from Lanzarote. Flight went fine, but driving home through country lanes, mum's headlights' kept turning off. Scary, but the car journey went fine all the same, and we got home about 3am.

The farm house has an outer door, a porch and an inner door. Mum had left the inner door unlocked, and didn't have a key for it, so when we discovered it locked, we were a bit put out.

My dad had been down to see to the dogs, and locked both doors after him.

One window was open in the house - my mum's bedroom window, open less than an inch, and on the latch.

I had to get the ladder out of the wood shed, climb up to the window, battle with it for a few minutes to squeeze my fingers through the gap, and force the latch up.

You know windows with the big pane of glass at the bottom, and two small opening windows at the top? It was one of those, the left hand one.

After about half an hour I managed to force myself through, after taking off my New Rock boots so I could stand as close to the window as possible, and opening the right hand one so I could stick my arm out of it, and against the wall for leverage.

Not fun!


This friday 13th was a little less exhausting; Stewart turned the TV on, only for it to make some godawful noises at him, and emit blue sparks from the button panel. It's now quite dead, and neither of us can afford a new one at the moment.