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"These young men represent what is more or less America's first generation of disposable children. More than half of the guys in the platoon come from broken homes and were raised by absentee, single, working parents. Many are on more intimate terms with video games, reality TV shows and Internet porn than they are with their own parents... They see the invasion of Iraq as simply another campaign in a war without end, which is pretty much what their commanders and their president have already told them."

The author of the book was embedded with the marines of First Recon for two months. First Recon was the group of 23 marines who spearheaded the invasion, taking pretty much the shittiest route to baghdad.

BATTLE Smokes Out Terrorism!

fuckin' hell

Fitting

Life so far

give you a pwner
well i beat GTA:SA in a little under 37 hours,
which states the following:
I pwn so much more than the average bear,
1s and 0s can't touch this shit,
and that I have no social life.

yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

Maybe i should invest in this:
ButtKicker Gamer

Halflife C.
Seeing all of the May movie previews that fall on my birthday
have gotten me feeling like i'm 39.
i like this age.

Fididle

you know
it rocks
being pulled
over
twice in one
day
for the same
thing.

both the cleveland and evil p.d.s have crushes on me.

fags

I did not die. I am still alive.

Despite many, many close calls with semi-trucks, SUVs, and other cars,
especially in the last 30 miles of my est. 800 mile trip;
i got one speeding ticket for 70 something in a 50 something;
my left headlight is out again;
but despite all the close calls,
i did not die. i am still alive.

"make love to the present. fuck the past."

i'm finishing out the week at Lina's,
then i'm down to nash 'till monday
i really like leaving evil
especially to see amazing people.

And that's all for now really.

start wasabi tuesday when i get back.

bloop bloop blah.

spring-fall

horrible day.

woke up at 6am
drove to evil from indy
roadkill everywhere
kicked out of a viola lesson
lost bank information out my car window
car accident
bad time at work
quit my job

but i did manage to get a new job within a hour of telling the beauty supply people i quit.
mark'sabud

Mix master S

computer screams

i just had the worst dream ever
no good

bumps in the boob make me nervous

So I work at a beauty supply store called Lina.
I have my own band there.
There are also a number of AMAZING shirts sold in the clothes part of Lina. Here's a few examples of these AMAZING shirts: DopeBoy, McDrugs, PIMP, Booty King, Cap'n Cronic, Weerios, Starbuds, Sesame Street Violence, and Warn A Brother.
We also have hats that are along the same line.
Yeah, it's pretty awesome working at the beauty supply store. It's so awesome that I get to clean the floors with a cool broom and dust-pan. I also get to go in the well organized backroom of the store to search for hair that needs to be restocked.
It's so cool. They even have a luxury break room for the workers!
yeah, it's pretty much the most exciting job ever
especially when my friends come visit me, and I get to play dress-up with them. Ben is the only one who keeps coming back for more and more and more.
Things are pretty cool... well, except when Sheniqua got cancer. I thank god every day for my job.

Getting on to better subjects, I'd like to take this time to name out a few of my friends, well, atleast the ones I have good pictures of, and say a little something about them.
Kyrie - She's probably the most attractive of my friends, and she's really smart and proper. We're kind of close.
Jeff - He's just sexy.
Mark - Mark is my boy, and I'm a bit sad that I haven't taken as many pictures of him. He's less of a glutton than Kyrie, but he still lets me ride it all night long, lets me wear it out, in fact, and that makes up.

hadn't the experience to leave, to have left empty handed; now my fingers disbanded.

here i come back with my big dick stretched all across my shoulders
don't consult me with your shallow talk because i'll hit you with a gag order
come to my site and read my hot shit so you won't have to sneak across the boarder to know how awesome i am.
fuck my uncle now uncool because he doesn't know what big shit assumptions get him in.
and yay for those with a big VEGAN tattoo stretched across the front of his or her throat.
i may be a fake but it's going to take a lot more than the truth to save this boat
now, mothafuckas