<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:01:35.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T.I.D. of a K.-F. S. F. H. D.</title><subtitle type='html'>brace yourself</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-7958289354884844025</id><published>2007-04-13T17:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T17:58:14.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sing a song that doesnt sing</title><content type='html'>Are we the last living souls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little to some of your knowledge my computer has been busted. Capunk. Mother fucking shit. Well it is fixed now. And because of such good wealth I would like to sing a hymn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://emuse.ebaumsworld.com/ml_player2.swf" flashvars="sharelink=http%3A%2F%2Ftaf.ebaumsworld.com%2Fform.php%3Frid%3D195%26ref%3Dhttp%3A%2F%2Femuse.ebaumsworld.com/video/watch/373&amp;stream=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.ebaumsworld.comhttp://www.ebaumsworld.com/2006/07/gijoe-reggae.flv" loop="false" menu="false" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="480" height="400" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on time for the bus driver right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well due to my long absence and because my utter lazieness/uninterest in posting from before I'll present to you this post 3 videos featuring non other then Boonkasket.  You should know by now his are by far the best so you get nothing but tonight folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it has been the same shit different day as per usual. Nothing new or exciting has really taken place. Just another week, people got stabbed, weed was smoked, class was shit, work sucks and Shaunee is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way my computer broke was this. I have most of my current hard drive spaced filled, however i have a blank 120gig HD sitting around. So i finally got around to switching the drives out and doing what i needed to do. Well after i did that everything went to shit. Windows wouldnt load up and it said some shit about a file being fucked. So then i had to wait a couple of days to get an XP cd to try and correct the fucking error. Well the one i got didnt work. Shit to that. Pat burnt me another and when i finally got ahold of it to use it turns out he didnt burn it with boot priority. Well a couple days after that Pat and Alan both give me real version of XP. Those dont work either. Huzzah. It came to the point where we threw my master drive in Alans pc and copied over the corrupted file. The End. Oh, and after it was fixed i tried switching the drives liek i originally wanted, and then my pc wont recognize the hd. The The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on a more serious note. I need to talk to you all about. In 2008, when you go to the polls to vote, there shall be only one candidate in all of your minds. Michael "Boonkasket" Zanghi. He shall be the light to lead us away from Bush's tyranny. There can be only one. And that one is Zanghi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what a wet hooker feels like? Mike Zanghi does. And its cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://vid17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/wethooker.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With knowledge such as this, who could deny his ability to lead a country out of debt and into prosperity. Such sagistic knowledge will break our chains and free us! With him we shall succeed! Vote Zanghi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those magic fingers. Moving up and moving down. You want those magic fingers on your face. Its ok to admit. He'll do it for you too. Just vote Mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://vid17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/facemassage.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Him as our president he will bring back Jazz Hands. Do you want to live in a world with out jazz hands? If you answered yes or maybe you're a fucking terrorist.  Jazz Hands for president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://vid17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/theniggerlipper.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This. Well.... DEATH TO THE NIGGER LIPPERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a crook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-7958289354884844025?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7958289354884844025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=7958289354884844025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/7958289354884844025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/7958289354884844025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/sing-song-that-doesnt-sing.html' title='sing a song that doesnt sing'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-7218590335301906452</id><published>2007-03-27T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T15:49:15.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it smells so sweet</title><content type='html'>"Well, like, the first time i tried it i didnt think i'd become addicted. I was at this totally hot guys house for a party and these girls like, offered me some. After that it was like shopping in the mall and finding out your credit card is maxed out. It like totally got worse from there. I started like, stealing and selling my body just to get my day to day fix. My other friends would break into animal shelters and totally make off like bandits. It wasn't until, i like found a picture of Rupert, my doggy from when i was young that i checked myself into rehab..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've just read an actual testimony of a recovering puppy-crack head. Puppy-Crack is a serious drug and will ruin your life. And good friends dont let friends smoke puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This message paid for by the Coallition to Keep Kids off Puppy-Crack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how bout that puppy crack eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was fantasmagictaculuextroidenesss. Yup. That spells marijuana if you're good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive up to PA was nice and easy. Minus the shitty ass weather it was a gooood drive.  Shiva and I said hello to pennsylvania as soon as we crossed the border.  Revo, smokin' bowls state to state. Upon arriving on the road which the campus is on I see Einstein and (soon to be introduced)Tristan on my side of the road pointing at me to go left. Some quick manuvering and a near accident later those two run up and jump in the car and we venture forth to Daves dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there and dropped off me stuff and then started the evening. We decided to go blaze in Tristans room. This will, with in 2 paragraphs become a hugely repetitive statement.  There I met Matt and introduced to two of them to Mushi. Two more victims claimed. After some milling about we tried to go to the first concert on our agenda. Much to our dismay, we got lost. Upon calling the box office we find we are a few streets and blocks away from where we want to be and the fucking show is sold out. With our detest we sought ease from the good dunsparce in the woods off campus.  We dicked around with video games till Tristan got back from his evening endeavors, whence forth we blazed in his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day begins and Dave lost his fucking key. He searched for it in the room with my help for about 10 minutes then had to depart to his woman. His leaving words were to check the floor "and in shoes". Aftering working up from the floor, to all compartments of the desk, to the desk istelf, i found the key. In front of the printer. Under a fucking CD he lost 5 times during the weekend. I wanted to hurt him but im too use to it. I also had a chance to talk to Daves room mate, who he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; talks too. When i say never, you won't hear a room more silent. Hahaha, i found that to be a highlight of the trip in retrospec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i got the stupid key i went out front for a stoge. But when i went to go back in there was a new security guard then the two i met. And i am some random kid with no ID who happens to have a key. Hahaha. It was at this point i found out Dave is pimpin it greatly with all the security guards in his building. Dropping his name and the situation i got by with ease.  Mac Daddy Dave, watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i dont remember the sequence of what happened but i almost positive we smoked in tristans room, got food and did the latter again. From there we went unto the city. Our first stop was Wonderland. If you are some way daves friend or see him randomly you should have a business card for them. I wasn't too impressed. Nice stuff, but every head shop has nice pieces. The more artsy and expensive ones were nice, however the only real plus this one had is it diffusers and diffuser stems of all sorts and sizes. I ended up getting a pack of gloves and a lighter. Meh. Afterwards we walked god knows how far to get a cheese steak from the "best" place in philly. Well the line for it was about a fucking hour. An hour. So that alone said it had to be good.  However, thats all it was. Good. Not great, or awesome or orgasmic. Good. Vinnies shits alllllll over them so hard. Dont fucking go there unless it has no crowd cause i assure you its not worth the wait. You can get a fucking better one down the street from me, for a buck cheaper, and have it in under 10 minutes. 5 if its not busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i hit up Condom Kingdom and got shaunee a gift. Its a small growable penis. You know the shit you used to get as a kid that would grow to however many times the size. Well hers grows to 100x.  Bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we walked, once again god knows how far to get to the Trocadero. Somewhere along the line Tristan parted ways with us. Upon entry they wouldnt let dave bring his titanium spork in. He had to leave it in a bin outside. And the guards failed to find the 1/8 on me. It was a win and a loss. The concert was ok. Scar Symmetry was bleh and a half. Into Eternity was good, we smoked with them by the way. The Haunted was alright and i was smoking with into eternity during dark tranquility. The way that happened, Einstein was was waiting near the door he saw the band members come in and out of and the singer from Into Eternity came out, reeking of reefer as it turns out, and dave went over to talk to him and smelled it on him like the basset hound he is. Long story short marijuana is the great equalizer. Back at campus we spent the remainder of our night in tristans room smoking and hanging with assorted peoples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day we woke tristan up and greeted him with shive packed, held to his mouth, and lit for him whilst he was in bed. Then we met up with kelly and got some foodage. Turns out dave remains the same in lunchroom there as he did in highskool. Its comforting to know some things never change. After that we packed and got our shit together for back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-7218590335301906452?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7218590335301906452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=7218590335301906452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/7218590335301906452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/7218590335301906452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/it-smells-so-sweet.html' title='it smells so sweet'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-926770405066580883</id><published>2007-03-19T07:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T07:50:20.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you folks like coffee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/duncanhillswindmill.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-926770405066580883?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/926770405066580883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=926770405066580883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/926770405066580883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/926770405066580883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/do-you-folks-like-coffee.html' title='Do you folks like coffee?'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-6379302869397797916</id><published>2007-03-16T15:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T23:41:52.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is too good</title><content type='html'>Hoke: Hey pete you busy?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;Hoke: Dude im not askin for any favors, i know the thing with shaun and nothing i say is gonna fix that but i figured you would know better about return rates on dvds. I'm in some debt and trying to get out.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I hear whale oil fetches a high price. So why not ask Gil to help?&lt;br /&gt;Hoke: Hope i dont run into you.. That was uncalled for.. And ill break your face if you do it again. Id remakr about shaun but she hasnt fucked me over unlike some.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hahahahaha. You know whats uncalled for? Breaking into seaworld to get a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Hoke: If your life actually held any meaning anymore that might bother me.. Give shaun a kiss for me though.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hahahahahahaha. THat come back is almost as pathetic as your life. I'll give shaun a kiss for you if you'll part with a pair of your sisters underwear. We all know you steal them.&lt;br /&gt;Hoke: Yes and we all know your girlfriend can't stand you so its all good then faggot.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yo tell me where you found a whooly manmouth in this day and age and got it to date you? Beastiality is illegal man.&lt;br /&gt;Hoke: You must find yourself amusing cause thats really all your entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nah, i got a room full of people laughing their ass off at you.(The room was John, Jeff, Myself, Rob, and Lynn)&lt;br /&gt;Hoke: Not anyone of any consequence i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha only the longest lasting crea that you had in your life. And now we sit together in laughter at how pathetic you are.&lt;br /&gt;Hoke: Yeah my crew... A lying backstabber, his slut girlfriend, a horn dog hippie, and you? Yeah such great friends.&lt;br /&gt;Me: And then there's you, an incest loving whale fucker who creeps out everyone he meets.&lt;br /&gt;Hoke: Ok getting a hard on yet?And no then there wouldnt be me cause all you immature underevolved apes dropped me liek a bag full of oregano. And over what i still have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;coup de grace&lt;/span&gt;) We dun dont take kindly to the whale fucking like round here. It's unnatuarl getting all excited about blubbery whale vaginas.&lt;br /&gt;Hoke: Cause your boys little cock slut wasnt her best friend and didnt want in her pants...(not a clue what the fuck this means but yeah) So go ahead laugh all you want cause it dont mean shit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Me: The tears making it that hard to think&lt;br /&gt;Hoke: No but the lack of interset is. Considering you've yet to make an original remark its just not mentall stimulating anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the originality remark through me off there. I just stared at the phone going "what? what? what? lack of originality? what?" Then i gained some composure and through some originality at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:You want originality? How bout Gilzilla? Gilbert? Gilbertha? Orca the Giller Whale? Free Gilly? I think you chose the wrong person to challenge to a game of wits. Consider yourself thoroughly owned. And then some.&lt;br /&gt;Hoke: Ok so you're still taking cheap shots at my whalefriend... i thought you were going for originality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah. After that i just let it die because it was obvious he wasnt even trying to defend himself at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now. Expect videos and pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-6379302869397797916?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6379302869397797916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=6379302869397797916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6379302869397797916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6379302869397797916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-too-good.html' title='This is too good'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-4677381019782246994</id><published>2007-03-14T14:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:33:28.041-04:00</updated><title type='text'>beyond the deafening hum</title><content type='html'>I am just the allmighty evil doer in this life. When something goes wrong or i do not follow pace with everyone i am the immediate cause of hate. When others falter it is not so bad, however if i tread in the exact same path the shit hits the fan. It's ok to hate me because i am the bad guy in life. Just jump on the bandwagon like everyone else. No one has ever treated me with the respect and reverance they give others. Not one. That is why when the wolrd is ending, i will be the one causing it. When everything is fucking over i will be the one who ended it because i am the piece of shit who ruins worlds. I'm some one who can just be tossed aside with out a second thought. Who the fuck cares about the antagonist? Espically in your own life. No one. And trust me, it has shown through every single soul i've had the displeasure of thinking was good enough to call a friend. None of you are spared from my hate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is going to be left for you to shift blame to and to throw away when i am gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;All of you are fucking worthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-4677381019782246994?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4677381019782246994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=4677381019782246994' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/4677381019782246994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/4677381019782246994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/beyond-deafening-hum.html' title='beyond the deafening hum'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-5297958033222032107</id><published>2007-03-06T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T14:10:06.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This week on national geographic</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/primitivedocumentary.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-5297958033222032107?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5297958033222032107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=5297958033222032107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/5297958033222032107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/5297958033222032107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-week-on-national-geographic.html' title='This week on national geographic'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-7983483876668994450</id><published>2007-02-15T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T19:48:07.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Phallus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=5279207920452913060"&gt; The Nintendo DS. The pedophiles handheld of choice.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2007/02/09"&gt;PAs response&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" While driving on the highway, a child molester who is also driving might look into the back seat of your car and see your child using their DS back there. According to &lt;br /&gt;this terrifying report, the child molester can then - while driving their car - produce a DS of their own and utilize it to divine your home address. You will recall that he is driving on the highway at speeds approaching sixty miles an hour. One hand is on the wheel and the other is managing the gearbox. Thus, there can be no question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is entering these messages into the DS with his erect phallus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The report isn't specific on this last point, but it's clearly present in the subtext. Pedophiles are writing messages to your kids using their dicks. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old  Today, 12:07 AM&lt;br /&gt;Orange Juice&lt;br /&gt;Orange Juice is offline&lt;br /&gt;Beach Boys are dope!&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;Originally Posted by Mole&lt;br /&gt;It is not a very realistic proposition to force a ten-year-old, who walks to school by himself, to walk in 6 inches of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's why we have pedophiles! To help them get to school!&lt;br /&gt;Reply With Quote Quick reply to this message&lt;br /&gt;Orange Juice&lt;br /&gt;Old Today, 04:40 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genome&lt;br /&gt;Genome is offline&lt;br /&gt;The bitch is dead now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;Originally Posted by Orange Juice&lt;br /&gt;But that's why we have pedophiles! To help them get to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making maps with the help of Pictochat to guide them right!&lt;br /&gt;Reply With Quote Quick reply to this message&lt;br /&gt;Genome&lt;br /&gt;Old Today, 04:40 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slithery&lt;br /&gt;Slithery is online now&lt;br /&gt;The creature thus be born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold more smoke tricks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/smoketricks7.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/smoketricks6.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/smoketricks5.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-7983483876668994450?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7983483876668994450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=7983483876668994450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/7983483876668994450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/7983483876668994450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/phallus.html' title='Phallus'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/th_Picture-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-3106629997522883336</id><published>2007-02-11T15:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T14:12:36.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck it up and kill one</title><content type='html'>That was the first song to achieve full volume in my car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i dont update much. The thing is im not up to much. But this will have extended content as opposed to normal. THats if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/dome.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaunee drew that on MS paint one day when she was over. I drew the sperm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which Shaunee is the greatest ever. I love her dearly and she's amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i dont rightly remember them sequence of events, so im just going to post a picture and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture003-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Bowl sunday and some you're beat. We didn't watch the super bowl at all. It was toking and smashing as it always is. Then i watched the family guy marathon and my beautiful lover stayed over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only card you need is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the ace of spades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture001-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin slain after an ace hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well fuck i thought there were more pictures but their werent. Since my life is some what uninteresting take comfort in knowing nothing more happened then skool, shaunee,  smoking and bumming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are some doodles to gaze upon. By the way, im linking them to a larger version for viewing enjoyment. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/doodles/d12990b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/doodles/Picture001-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/doodles/cefc3483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src"http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/doodles/Picture003-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/doodles/1114f895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/doodles/Picture004-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/doodles/e1572ff9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/doodles/Picture007-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/doodles/862aa7e0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/doodles/Picture008-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the love of god i hope that wroked cause HTML sucks dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have urgent news. URGENT. And deserving. Holy shit i can post some funny news articles after this. But first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Chalupski has his picture proudly hanging on the wall of the mall at his skool. Do you know why? Well if you knew Matt you could take a guess. Because this man can choke down 1.5 pounds of beef in his throat. Do you know of some one who can put 1.5 pounds of beef down their throat? Jenna Jameson does not count. Exactly. You don't. &lt;a href="http://www.wiu.edu/users/mueaw4/images/salute.jpg"&gt;Lets take a moment of silence to salute this trooper&lt;/a&gt;, who can take 1.5 pounds of beef down his throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/adelaidenow/story/0,22606,21192789-5005962,00.html"&gt;A women takes the wrong bus. Gets home 25 years later. Darwinism is slacking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070206/ap_on_re_us/astronaut_arrested"&gt; Oh god just read it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets have some videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/WandFight.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wand ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail satan. Worship the devil. Love lucifer and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/satanrules.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now later days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-3106629997522883336?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3106629997522883336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=3106629997522883336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3106629997522883336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3106629997522883336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/fuck-it-up-and-kill-one.html' title='Fuck it up and kill one'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/th_Picture003-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-350486430116202507</id><published>2007-01-25T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T14:12:39.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ousted from eden</title><content type='html'>Well since im talking to dave about it i'll say it now. I do not enjoy divinity live. Its the same fucking show ive been going to in highskool. The band is mixed up from what it use to be, however they havent put a new song into their set since Haven. But i did them justice like always and jumped in the sleeper pit. ITs the fucking sleeper, come one. However i was imressed with forsaken because ive never seen soo many people start a pit for that song. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Inches of Blood was the fucking shiiiiiit. They started with Goatriders Horde which is my favorite. The singer who does the high powermetal voice looks like a fucking dwarf. Seriously, he has the body makeup of a dwarf. The other singer looked fucked up/shady as hell and was talking about drugs the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;"This next song is the Magical Forrest, is about..."&lt;br /&gt;"ITS about PCP!!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Deadly Sinners, for as gay of a song as it is, was done wonderfully and oh god the pits were great. I got elbowed in the head twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69 eyes. WHAT THE FUCK. Just no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for cradle. Oh lord yes. Half the set sucked because it was thornography. The rest of it fucking ruled. I loved it. They kicked much ass. I jumped in the Her Ghost in the Fog pit. It started, i took a video, strapped my phone to the clip, checked myself out then went running dead center to fuck something up. There was a total lack of Cthulu Dawn and Scorched Earth but i got over it. I think the best part of the show was during(i think) cruelty brought thee orchids. I was starring up at the stage at johnny filth and there is just a perfect view, no heads in the way or nothing, and he is just starring straight back directly at me. It made the song and the show thaaaat much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was divinities creature that kissed in cold mirros, a queen of snow. Far beyond compare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, the song came on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in other notable news i had a light saber duel. It was great. I told jeff to be ready and rolled up to his house ready for a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture004-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture007-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture008-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture009-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/mevsjeff.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and Justin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture011-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture012-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture013.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/johnvsjustin.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sfdidfwekl;sdmndfij32949586kjksdljdldkjl&lt;br /&gt;I dontk now. I was banging the keys to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im fresh out of ideas so i bid you all aideu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-350486430116202507?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/350486430116202507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=350486430116202507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/350486430116202507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/350486430116202507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/ousted-from-eden.html' title='ousted from eden'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/th_Picture004-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-6826345842796139562</id><published>2007-01-22T12:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T12:28:27.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The show must go on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-6826345842796139562?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6826345842796139562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=6826345842796139562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6826345842796139562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6826345842796139562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/show-must-go-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-1405646199627988871</id><published>2007-01-17T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T00:39:03.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for if we dont find the nexy whiskey bar</title><content type='html'>I tell you he must die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love them whiskey bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say the reason i havent been posting is lack of video footage/pics but thats an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some pretty epic shit has happened in smash as of late. I'll start with zanghi and his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike was playing his brother for the last time before he went off to college. But before this he was thinking how he wanted to take the gamecube with him, but was perplexed on how he would do such a thing. Well he was fighting his brother, i believe it was Link(mike) vs Samus(his brother). Well the Mike was fucking around and on his last life while his brother had 2. He evens out the score and the damage for the last life. This fight took place on hyrule by the way. And you know on hyrule on the right side how low you can fall. Well his brother was falling down that pit of death for mikes win. But....&lt;br /&gt;Mike jumped down and did the air down smash to him at the split second before he would fall. After that Randy flew up to the top right of the screen and died, before mike did. After that Randy got pissed and said "I'm never playing smash again, take the gamecube with you to college"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Me(Donkey Kong) Stein(pikachu) and Hoke(luigi)in a free for all. Well the match wasnt epic in anyway except for this one part. I grab hoke and am about to use the Shove Your Face in it throw(the down throw for those who dont know) and right as a i do that Stein comes up and down smashes right next to us. Only instead, i shove Luigi's face in pikachu's spinning electric tail. Sweet shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final bit of epic beyond epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Me(peach) vs Zanghi(luigi). Well i was slapping him around as i normall do. But when he got down to his second to last life he started to kick it up and actually put up a fight. Sooner then i think its even and we are brawling up into the high damages. I mean he is at 150 something and im at 120ish. Well i knock him off the edge and bend down to grab a turnip. Huzzah, a stitch face its all over now. Well Mike lets forth a forward B to get back, but what a surprise its the back fire. Well right as he did the back fire i threw my turnip. He hit me and sent me flying to the right at the speed of light. What fucking shit. However, I will not fall so easily. My turnip hit him in the head before he hit me with the back fire but it didnt do any damage. However it bounced up and came back down to nail him and send him flying even faster to the right. I'm already off the screen at this point. But as soon as that precious stitch face touches him he pretty much vanishes and i win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i dropped the control and started screaming "FUck yeah, eat it bitch, fucking eat it, i rule" and so on and so forth. Dont fuck with Peach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst on the topic of smash here is a video of brian and mike fighting over a controller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/controllerfight.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my love the past couple days. It is great, she's the best and i love her so much. I got a picture of me teabagging her on my wall now that she drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, this is funny. Steins recollection of a couple days ago after some smoking.&lt;br /&gt;Stein Of Metal (10:55:41 AM): dude&lt;br /&gt;Stein Of Metal (10:55:58 AM): i got home yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Stein Of Metal (10:56:04 AM): and made myself a plate of like 10 tacquitos&lt;br /&gt;Stein Of Metal (10:56:10 AM): and then i don't remember what else happened&lt;br /&gt;Stein Of Metal (10:56:48 AM): except there's an emppty box of ice cream sandwiches, an empty bag of salt and vinegar chips, i'm out of cigarettes and a scanner darkly was opened in media player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skool started once more. What joy. Bleh. I have a class tomorrow at noon 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have run out of stuff to type about. So enjoy this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/zombified-1.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-1405646199627988871?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1405646199627988871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=1405646199627988871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/1405646199627988871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/1405646199627988871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/for-if-we-dont-find-nexy-whiskey-bar.html' title='for if we dont find the nexy whiskey bar'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-4051594346358699448</id><published>2007-01-14T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T16:00:04.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What does the scanner see?</title><content type='html'>Did you know im dating the greatest girl in the world? She's beautiful, funny, and has a drinking problem. I love her sooo much. She never fails to make me happy or smile. And you wanna know something fun? If you poke her she makes noises. Aim for the belly button. Nothing in the world beats waking up next to her either. Actually, nevermind, falling asleep next to her. Waking up is second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I love youuuuuuuuuuu Shaunee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-4051594346358699448?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4051594346358699448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=4051594346358699448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/4051594346358699448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/4051594346358699448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-does-scanner-see.html' title='What does the scanner see?'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-1164541390284667949</id><published>2007-01-08T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T00:39:30.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a chokehold till the end</title><content type='html'>I havent updated in a while. Meh. Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a new car tomorrow. If not then on wednsday. It is a black 97 volkswagen jetta. I cant wait. And at the same time i am quite sad. For teh wagon shall be no more. As big of a piece of shit that thing is im sure we will all miss it dearly. And i now ask for whomever reading this to bow their head for a moment of silence for the car.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway. You know what fucking sucks? Having Valkyrie Profile 2, Disgaea 2, and FF12 and not having a fucking ps2. I could kill a man. And any jury of gamers would not convict me i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture001-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn right. Skwisgaar be his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New years. Ha, i forgot about that. 1 ounce. 10 people. Excalibur. Blunts. Tulip. Bowls Upon Bongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture002-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture006.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture010-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture011.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture013.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture007.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture004-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a story my sweetheart wrote me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LuMBrrJAwS: Once upon a time there was a boy named Peter&lt;br /&gt;LuMBrrJAwS: He was the handsomest boy that ever lived&lt;br /&gt;LuMBrrJAwS: While walking through his town one day, he stumbled upon a blonde girl named Shaunee... and he knocked her ass down. Unintentionally of course&lt;br /&gt;LuMBrrJAwS: As he helped her up, her gorgeous blue eyes landed sight on his stunning brown ones and it was fate.&lt;br /&gt;LuMBrrJAwS: He told her that she was so beautiful... and a cute little tear fell from Shaunee's eye&lt;br /&gt;LuMBrrJAwS: He wiped her tear away and said, "Come away with me to my castle, for I am the prince of this land. Be my princess and let us live happily ever after!"&lt;br /&gt;LuMBrrJAwS: Shaunee declined, for her wicked evil step parents will slaughter her if she did so.&lt;br /&gt;LuMBrrJAwS: Prince Chraming Piscitello II (PCP) told her that if she came with him, no harm can be done to her, for she will be protected by palace walls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auto response from D3monic Smurf: Gone like the day is fading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LuMBrrJAwS: What PCP had said convinced Shaunee so, and she went home that day, grabbed her things, and left... never to return to the life she once lived as a poor, abused, farm girl.&lt;br /&gt;LuMBrrJAwS: And they lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;LuMBrrJAwS: The end.&lt;br /&gt;LuMBrrJAwS: Oh, and there was a lot of sex and pot smoking at the end just 'cos hey... its a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her lots and lots. She's the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i tire of this. So i will leave you with some smoke tricks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/smoketricks3.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/smoketricks4.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/Picture004.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/Picture005-1.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-1164541390284667949?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1164541390284667949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=1164541390284667949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/1164541390284667949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/1164541390284667949'/><link rel='alternate' 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title=''/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-1383008405745500841</id><published>2006-12-25T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T01:26:55.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Since i can't write about you i figured you could watch this cause it always makes me smile when i am not in a good mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/ShaunandI.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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mood'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-1734101926001396745</id><published>2006-12-24T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T14:38:28.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The gates of life have closed on you</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture009.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that face. Better yet look at that joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends are back from college so life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture009-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture008.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture010.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i quit my job after getting fired for the second time. Well, this previous thursday i called in to get my hours for friday cause i forgot to write them down. Whilst talking to the dumbass at customer service about it i'm told i was suppose to work wednsday and thursday. The the copy of the schedule James Brown gave me said i dont have work thursday. I also told that tar baby i wasnt going to be in work on thursday, but that message never made it to the stupid pyramid builder who runs the place. I was also told not to come in on friday. Hah, i went in on friday to bitch about that mess of bullshit. I was arguing about it and it came to the conclusion to just come in and work. So i called in yesterday at like 5 and told my manager i quit. Fuck that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raped life at Junglebeat. Like anally raped. I was playing my favorite stage for fun and i just dominated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture003-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what happened after that? A platinum crest fell from the sky!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Junglebeat this was Tess' preperation for the round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture002-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is her endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/tessandjunglebeat.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funnier then a barrel of monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else. Ive become addicted to mechassault. The game is so lacking in so many areas, but some fucking way they made it fun and addicting. Yesterday hoke and i were playing a grinder match. I got 38kills. &lt;i&gt;Thirty-eight&lt;/i&gt;. When einsten slept over a couple nights ago we were playing, however he only had on contact in and it was messing him up. SO what did he do? He made an eyepatch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture017.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also during his sleep over i took control of the kitchen with Dave's help and made some mad ass buffalo wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture012-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried twice for your hearts inconvience. Oh they were so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final bit of fun from the sleep over comes in the form of this video. Tell me if you can pick out the one subtlty that makes the video even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/Picture019.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way christmas sucks. As does christmas eve. Also fuck people with a white lighter superstition. White is obviously the superior race, why cant you just accept it as a superior lighter color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd i tire of this so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-1734101926001396745?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1734101926001396745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=1734101926001396745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/1734101926001396745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/1734101926001396745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/gates-of-life-have-closed-on-you.html' title='The gates of life have closed on you'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/th_Picture009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-5818967465688613517</id><published>2006-12-14T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:01:37.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Huzzah</title><content type='html'>It lives. The plague no longer, uh... plagues me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well first and foremost i would like to say donkey konga rules life. Both jungle beat and donkey konga 2. And to show how awesome it is tak a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/patandkonga.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrilling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else what else. Mono sucked. I spent a lot of time in bed. However i got put on steriods early into it and that cleared it up like no other. However im starting to feel the lack of energy thing with it. It makes me tired and blah and grumpy for no reason. And i love my cupcake shaunee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/-121306_1631a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And id like to post something to make you all laugh and hopefull brighten your day. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/lynngoesdown.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asain kid falls down. Hahaha. How can that not be funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some pics of my dad too. This one is him as a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/blackpirateStandarde-mailview.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one is suiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/shotgun.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of late i got pulled over. And speaking of which I'm going to pay the ticket online after this. Anyway the guy ran my plates at a stop light and my registration was bad. Its a 54 dollar ticket and he was pretty cool about it all and not a dick. Gay though cause that cuts out on christmas shopping money. But it will work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also i got a flat tire randomly. It was just dead and flat. And you know that tire that had the bulge in the side. People were always a bit worried about it. Well that one is fine. It was the other fucking tire. I have a donut on it now and tomorrow i get new tires and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got work tomorrow. Boy oh Boy. But i like the time frame of it. Noon to 8. Plus im in customer serivce now. Funny story by the way it involves me getting fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a week off just before. So i enjoy my week off and dont enjoy it with a bit of mono. I go in thursday to check the schedule book. I walk into the store managers and ask where the schedule book is. He looks at me cockeyed and this conversation ensued.&lt;br /&gt;"Aren't you in rehab?"&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, what? I was in rehab?"&lt;br /&gt;"It was said that you were in rehab."&lt;br /&gt;"When was i in rehab? Who said that?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well it came about cause you didnt show up to work on day and some one made a joke like 'oh maybe he's in rehab'. After that you didnt show up another day and another day and the rumor turned into what we thought was true and we fired you."&lt;br /&gt;"But i wasnt scheduled to work, i had zero hours for the week."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that he paused for a minute and said "You got transferred to customer serivce." I replied "No one told me this." so he said to wait and called in James Brown the operations manager. When he got in there he asked him if he told me i got transferred. He paused and said no so after that we sorted out all the shit and i got my job back. Funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at jeffs i was playing with some halo figures. And what i have for you is the epic struggle that ensued when i got my hands on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ensure that you see it from start to finish in the proper order i shall provide you with a link you may view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/the%20struggle/?action=view&amp;current=1166157294.pbw"&gt; The Struggle!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you enjoy that? I hope so because the insanity doesnt stop yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/the%20struggle/?action=view&amp;current=1166157524.pbw"&gt;Rated NC-17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahaha. I should work on robot chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all i leave you with for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-5818967465688613517?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5818967465688613517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=5818967465688613517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/5818967465688613517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/5818967465688613517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/huzzah.html' title='Huzzah'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/th_-121306_1631a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-839458295177049314</id><published>2006-12-08T16:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T16:39:50.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>I have mono. Dont expect much. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-839458295177049314?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/839458295177049314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=839458295177049314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/839458295177049314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/839458295177049314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/12/bleh.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-8119420010235542206</id><published>2006-11-28T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T00:12:12.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder if she likes ranch</title><content type='html'>"Steady camera for best results"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/5295a572.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/2ea97028.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/2ea97028-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orgasmic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/pigs.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I went to the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/Picture005.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-8119420010235542206?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8119420010235542206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=8119420010235542206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/8119420010235542206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/8119420010235542206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wonder-if-she-likes-ranch.html' title='I wonder if she likes ranch'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/th_5295a572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-8001531611887203728</id><published>2006-11-23T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T20:15:47.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're gods and demons</title><content type='html'>On the way we're feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah. I gotta be at work at 4 30am. Yeah. THat blows. Ill be in bed by 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was alright. I went to my grandmothers for an early dinner. Quite tasty. And there was pie. I was stuffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing jack shit since ive got home. So bored. Therefore i update this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few nights ago at brians we decided to smoke cook an feast. But not in that order. THe smoking was last. And oh boy was there smoking. Anyway i was in the fried chicken and mac and cheese department. Tomer was on the grill. The other 3 were there to eat. However the clean up was the most fun. Firstly. The sink looked like a wrecked abortion  complete with the tools used. See for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/89585807.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the true fun didnt come till they put my stoned ass in charge of the dishwasher. Take a guess what happened. Come on. Is it there....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i put too much soap in. Like, too much. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/8bf1f53e.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/8bf1f53e-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part IV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/8bf1f53e-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont jump to conclusions just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/lookatallthebubbles.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Oh what fun. We sat there and were starring at it overflow for a big whilst we made comments and laughed. And brian squirmed a little in agony and frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I smoked weed and nobody died. I didn't get in a car accident. I didn't go out and OD on heroin the next day. Nothing happened. Sat on Pete's couch..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture004.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture005-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you dont know what the hair is for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/headbang.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with this i bring up a task for you all. When my hair was shorter me headbanging was referred to as a poodle having a seizure(circa GBC). With the previous footage in mind come up with a good comparison for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIth that i bid you later days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-8001531611887203728?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8001531611887203728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=8001531611887203728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/8001531611887203728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/8001531611887203728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/were-gods-and-demons.html' title='We&apos;re gods and demons'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/th_89585807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-560896821904479599</id><published>2006-11-20T02:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:54:47.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y196/devils666progeny/collage.jpg?t=1163967617"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y196/devils666progeny/collage.jpg?t=1163967617" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-560896821904479599?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/560896821904479599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=560896821904479599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/560896821904479599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/560896821904479599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-6074389183673671341</id><published>2006-11-19T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T11:50:44.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not for the easily disturbed</title><content type='html'>Beware the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the name of the video is titty dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/tittydance.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just all kinds of posts happening today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-6074389183673671341?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6074389183673671341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=6074389183673671341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6074389183673671341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6074389183673671341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/not-for-easily-disturbed.html' title='Not for the easily disturbed'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-163640764696415377</id><published>2006-11-19T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T11:42:32.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Piccyturrreszz</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, Deja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture004.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i must introduce, The Lighthouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you cant figure it out its a grav. Thats a splendid creation from amy and jays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of splendid creations, here is one we call The Meri-Go-Round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture015.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but certinaly not the least. This one im going to link by the way. I found an orb in a random picture with Chelsea Hoke and Shaun. You know, an orb, spirit in orb form often found in photographs. Anyway take a look and you'll see right away where it is. And if you examine it closely(as in zoom in) you can tell its not a lens flare or diffraction or any kind of distortion or smoke. Crazy yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture016.jpg"&gt;Lo and Behold&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis all for now. Expect a video at some point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-163640764696415377?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/163640764696415377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=163640764696415377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/163640764696415377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/163640764696415377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/piccyturrreszz.html' title='Piccyturrreszz'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/th_Picture004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-8439779043171019462</id><published>2006-11-19T11:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T11:20:48.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im stoned and bored so there may be a few random posts today.</title><content type='html'>D3monic Smurf: i rule, i had the phone and the keys to the game cases most of the day yesterday&lt;br /&gt;deViLs666prOGeNy: I bet you felt like a king&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: hell no, i felt like a prisoner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-8439779043171019462?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8439779043171019462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=8439779043171019462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/8439779043171019462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/8439779043171019462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-stoned-and-bored-so-there-may-be-few.html' title='Im stoned and bored so there may be a few random posts today.'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-66613711316976905</id><published>2006-11-19T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T10:27:39.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you do it</title><content type='html'>I had an epiphany the other night driving home. Or maybe i was driving some where else. Regardless it dawned on me. And i think it's an important thing in life. However i'm not going to tell any one. This is something everyone should figure out themselves. And its also something i doubt any of you will ever know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-66613711316976905?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/66613711316976905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=66613711316976905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/66613711316976905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/66613711316976905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-do-you-do-it.html' title='How do you do it'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-3116281467491333969</id><published>2006-11-16T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T23:42:30.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jubbiles</title><content type='html'>I'm tired and lazy. So im going to leave you off with a video to ponder on. More to come this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/Jubbilesthebluecryingswampbabystarr.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-3116281467491333969?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3116281467491333969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=3116281467491333969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3116281467491333969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3116281467491333969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/jubbiles.html' title='Jubbiles'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-1614082192868398000</id><published>2006-11-03T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T13:18:33.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a brief moment of clarity</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my one year anniversary with shaun. Yup, a whole year. Oh how i love her so. We enjoyed a nice relaxing day together and it kicked much ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have so many gamecube games now. I need a new memory card is what it comes down to. I took a break from Fire Emblem(although i plan on beating it this weekend) and i decided to take a break from Baten Kaitos. I just fought the hardest battle ever(at what some walkthroughs call one of the toughest in the game) and it burnt out my will to play for a little. However my dearest got me Pikmin 2. I started playing it last night at like 12 30ish. Next thing i know its 3 20am. Fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Zanghi and Brian will be here today and this weekend. Sweet shit yo. And before i go and play some more pikmin here are two videos. It was brought up im only showing videos from the rec room and such so i grabbed some that arent from there for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/therealmeaningofpain.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/Picture003.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-1614082192868398000?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1614082192868398000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=1614082192868398000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/1614082192868398000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/1614082192868398000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/brief-moment-of-clarity.html' title='a brief moment of clarity'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-2719522969001499978</id><published>2006-11-01T20:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T20:17:35.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My halloween</title><content type='html'>I spent my halloween swallowing the colors of the sounds i hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-2719522969001499978?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2719522969001499978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=2719522969001499978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/2719522969001499978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/2719522969001499978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-halloween.html' title='My halloween'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-6256233616074630452</id><published>2006-10-31T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T00:40:17.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yup</title><content type='html'>And this will be the last of the three. Maybe a fourth tomorrow but thatll be in honor of halloween. Dont forget there are 2 posts under this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i forgot one thing in the last post. Before i left people were blazing in the garage and i stopped to say bye to Jay and Geoff. After our goodbyes  i was like "I must ask for a hit of that before i leave" a second later Geoff cuts in "You should take a hit before you go." And Jays response was "What would Satan do" and hands me hte bong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh get this. In my phone calender i dont have it saying today is halloween. Instead i have it as a reminder that FF12 comes out today. Priorities man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway once more on the halloween note, here is kutcher thinking he is a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/zombified.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/time.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-6256233616074630452?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6256233616074630452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=6256233616074630452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6256233616074630452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6256233616074630452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/yup.html' title='Yup'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-3583866496900176073</id><published>2006-10-31T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T13:10:11.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the rum!</title><content type='html'>The party was more fun then a barrel of monkeys tripping on acid. Took a little for everyone to start arriving but after that it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some purplpe jesus there. That equates to several gallons of hard liqour. A couple gallons of fruit juices. And fresh cut up fruit. De-fucking-licious. I was getting shaun to drink it. But thats cause she's an alcoholic so its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole night was just intoxication. Wait, thats what a party is. Fuck it, fun stuff. There was a little place called purgatory too. Ten minutes alone wiht some one in a small cushy room. Shaun and I were the first to get some liquids on the stuff. Whoops. And Deja(their totally fucking awesome dog) decided to come in and hang out with us the entire time. Now thats what i call a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post a few pictures before i start on the beligerence of geoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where be yer booty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture006.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorthy and some bitch(pun intended!!11!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture005-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote for satan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture007.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mansy was geoff drunk off his nuts. He had a nice bottle of cap'n morgan for himself in a sweet ass container(forgot to snag a pic of it). Needless to say he drank most of it. And shit did it show. Towards the end of my time at the party shaun and i were just laughing at his outburts of hello and how you doing to people. All in  a pirate accent of course. But you gotta think, would you have it any other way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/Picture008.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/Picture010.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung out smoking hookah for like the last hour and a half. Oh hookah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my adventures didnt end there. However this next part can only be told in song and dance. But the problem is i cant sing or dance, so ill just tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tan station wagon with all sorts of battle wounds pulls through the drive through of the local mcdonalds. Its about 2 in the morning and the rest of the town was dark from a black out. But not mcdonalds!&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, could i have a mcchicken sandwhi.."&lt;br /&gt;"sdfewrrigdcomputersdfkjsdownsfere333inside"&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;"sdw3killsdfdsftheksdfsdfjews"&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?"&lt;br /&gt;"sdfsdfinsidesdfsd"&lt;br /&gt;"Guess i gotta go inside"&lt;br /&gt;Once in the fine eatin establishment i am confronted by a sight which i have never seen. All four ghostbusters were there, but they had sex changes! And jim morrison was at the counter trying to get a big mac. There were 4 black men making of Jim and his snak skin pants. But before long they left to try and find a chicken holiday, i think. Afterwards elvis and his friend walked in. Everyone there had too much to drink/smoke/all of the above. ALl the eyes were glazed over and red. The wait time unsettled all these patrons of the night and caused us all to lash out and bug the ones working. Elvis' friend got fed up with it and lit up a stoge right in front of the counter and demanded his food. Before he finished Jim asked him for one and followed suit. Only he broke out into a little dance with his cigarette. You could tell he was feeling those miccy-dee vibes. When elvis' friend was done he stomped out the cigarette on the ground with his feet and finally orders and food began to get taken and given out. Thus conclude this tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry about how bad they are, understand my state of mind)&lt;br /&gt;Elvis and a Ghostbuster or 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture011.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim and the smoker smoking them smokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture012.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i took that last pic the guy came up and was like "Hey what are you doing, thats evidence."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, evidence this night happened because i know i wont remember come morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus be told my saturday&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-3583866496900176073?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3583866496900176073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=3583866496900176073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3583866496900176073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3583866496900176073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/wheres-rum.html' title='Where&apos;s the rum!'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/th_Picture006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-6664933078207205163</id><published>2006-10-31T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:38:23.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>are we the last living souls?</title><content type='html'>Sorry Jon, didnt get in till 2 last night. And this will first of three/four posts. Probably three. This however is short and will contain somthing for your ocular and geintal pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Boonkasket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/1110052306.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Revo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Picture002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Socrates&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Picture014-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-6664933078207205163?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6664933078207205163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=6664933078207205163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6664933078207205163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6664933078207205163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/are-we-last-living-souls.html' title='are we the last living souls?'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-4948021050187111155</id><published>2006-10-19T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:46:11.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>heh</title><content type='html'>D3monic Smurf: i put in an application to circuit city earlier today(a little before you went to class)&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: and i got a call for an niterview today&lt;br /&gt;deViLs666prOGeNy: Haha&lt;br /&gt;deViLs666prOGeNy: Wow&lt;br /&gt;deViLs666prOGeNy: I guess they really need people&lt;br /&gt;deViLs666prOGeNy: Or they want to do you&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: yup&lt;br /&gt;deViLs666prOGeNy: They better not&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: it was a girl who called to&lt;br /&gt;deViLs666prOGeNy: Grrrr&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: hahah&lt;br /&gt;deViLs666prOGeNy: I'll kill her&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: she said to wear a thong to the intervie&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: w&lt;br /&gt;deViLs666prOGeNy: Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;deViLs666prOGeNy: You're not working there&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-4948021050187111155?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4948021050187111155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=4948021050187111155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/4948021050187111155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/4948021050187111155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/heh.html' title='heh'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-6797815241654823298</id><published>2006-10-15T20:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T20:50:56.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell yeah</title><content type='html'>Firstly, i know the pictures get cut off, my fault. Ill do a smaller size next time or something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However for the frist time ever since i had my fucking phone it can send and recieve picture messages. And videos. In honor of that ill post another video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/againwtf.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may or may not be sound. if there isnt i dont know what the fuck happened cause the file on my pc has sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-6797815241654823298?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6797815241654823298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=6797815241654823298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6797815241654823298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6797815241654823298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/hell-yeah.html' title='Hell yeah'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-3358392685158211461</id><published>2006-10-15T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T20:36:09.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want you in my doorway, naked... with a compass</title><content type='html'>Whoops. Totally forgot to come back and post. Meh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last night i slept over shauns.  That was a lot of fun. We watched movies and tv and hung out. We fell asleep on the couch together. It was awesome. I lover her sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a damn good day too. Early on i decided to trade in some video games and pick up some new ones. I bought 4 to trade in(Suikoden 3, FFX, Disgaea, Dark Cloud 2) and ended up getting 3 games, a subscription to game informer, and a discount card. All for the cost of 3 dollars. I was a happy boy. The games i got were Fire Emblem: Path orf Radiance, Skies of Arcadia Legends, and Baiten Kaitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on a small souiree which we are all so accustomed too happened. I went and picked up tess and by the time we got back and got a pack of stoges the gang had arrived. With a half. And oodles of new toys. Picture time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea Bagged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture031.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture029.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture019.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some toys. And pardon me because i do not remember the names. However it was a star wars themed night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This i do remember as Yoda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture010.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture012.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/Picture013.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word. Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i owe you some more videos. Hm, which ones though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Since you can see the red one is a steam roller and that was kicking our ass all night ill post an encounter with einstein and a steam roller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/beforethespew.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best is the story after the video ends. After he coughed for maybe 30 seconds he puked into his hand and funneled the puke into a nearby ashtray. Then puked in the ash tray. Hahaha, who the fuck thinks to use his hand as a funnel for his puke. It makes me laugh to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ive just been wanting to post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Boonkasket Call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;advanced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/BoonkasketCallAdvanced.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im pissed you can barely see anything. But its a giant pvc pipe. It was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-3358392685158211461?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3358392685158211461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=3358392685158211461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3358392685158211461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3358392685158211461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-want-you-in-my-doorway-naked-with.html' title='I want you in my doorway, naked... with a compass'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/th_Picture031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-4660351460097110635</id><published>2006-10-09T23:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:19:54.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There may be dogs about</title><content type='html'>Stein Of Metal: chinese power&lt;br /&gt;Stein Of Metal: yo my car gets 200 miles for every dollar.&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: hah&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: pay them in rice&lt;br /&gt;Stein Of Metal: that you have mexicans grow for cheap&lt;br /&gt;Stein Of Metal: and by cheap i mean share cropping&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: hahah&lt;br /&gt;Stein Of Metal: and by share cropping i mean beatings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to post over teh weekend. Fuck it. And i forgot the video on thursday. SO you'll get two today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Massive Attack show was fucking sweet. It was really good at first, then the last 5 songs it just got ridiculously awesome. And i couldnt find any one to go so i gave away my extra ticket at the door. The walk back to the station sucked cause it was just pouring rain. 20 blocks in teh rain sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post will be cut short because of circumstances beyond my control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-4660351460097110635?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4660351460097110635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=4660351460097110635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/4660351460097110635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/4660351460097110635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/there-may-be-dogs-about.html' title='There may be dogs about'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-6996706493537250938</id><published>2006-10-02T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:47:51.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's coming with me</title><content type='html'>I won two tickets to Massive Attack today. There is one of me. That means i need one more person. And i am inviting you, whom ever you may be, if you're interested to ask me about that other ticket. Under one condition though. You must have 20 bucks to buy a bag for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to take into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;The concert is on Wednsday. As in 10/04/06. As in not tomorrow but the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Its at Roseland Ballroom in New York.&lt;br /&gt;Dont forget you'll need 20 bucks for the train ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. If interested contact me some way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-6996706493537250938?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6996706493537250938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=6996706493537250938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6996706493537250938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/6996706493537250938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/whos-coming-with-me.html' title='Who&apos;s coming with me'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-404346581949750628</id><published>2006-10-01T00:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T00:42:33.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>yes</title><content type='html'>Me. Drunk. Opeth. Blunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-404346581949750628?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/404346581949750628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=404346581949750628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/404346581949750628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/404346581949750628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/10/yes.html' title='yes'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-8372408468241681781</id><published>2006-09-28T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:45:02.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one of them boonkaskets</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture043.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always a good way to start a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hanging out with pat and making fire in my hand and on my body and it led me to think of videos with simial things. And since im too tired to make a full post ill leave you with a few of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ended in it burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/thatjusthurt.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I casted a pyroblast on dave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/pyroblast.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explsoive high five!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/highfive.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Gigantour on saturday&lt;br /&gt;\m/&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-8372408468241681781?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8372408468241681781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=8372408468241681781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/8372408468241681781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/8372408468241681781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-one-of-them-boonkaskets.html' title='Another one of them boonkaskets'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/th_Picture043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-2696158002653342369</id><published>2006-09-26T00:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:51:34.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'>\m/</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/jonrockon.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-2696158002653342369?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2696158002653342369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=2696158002653342369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/2696158002653342369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/2696158002653342369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/m.html' title='\m/'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/th_jonrockon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-2529071661851226071</id><published>2006-09-25T00:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T00:44:33.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It turns out i have most of the shit i wanted to post uploaded</title><content type='html'>I am here to infrom you all of a new rule that shall be practiced when amoungst people. It is called the fumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/Picture007.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you should have seen, subject B, john, dropped his cigarette. However subject A, justink was quick to see this fall and called fumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didnt piece it togeter just yet ill spell it out to your dumb ass. If you drop your cigarette, and some one calls fumble, it becomes there cigarette. Easy, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And secondly i am here to ask if you all missed out on your chance to get a clicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture026.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see here its sleek metalness. Also take note to its patented clicking clicker. Its state of the art display can show anything from 0-9999. o0o But thats not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/Picture027.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What some of you may call a black tunry thing is really its knob. Feel free to polish it, or touch it, just caress it gently even....I mean with this black turny thing you can either reset or add numbers. Nifty eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets go to an action shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/clickingit.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be envious you dont have one. Muhahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-2529071661851226071?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2529071661851226071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=2529071661851226071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/2529071661851226071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/2529071661851226071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/it-turns-out-i-have-most-of-shit-i.html' title='It turns out i have most of the shit i wanted to post uploaded'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/th_Picture026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-155395695330620101</id><published>2006-09-22T12:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T12:59:31.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>darkness enclouses</title><content type='html'>Showers are refreshing. The best feeling in the world is how my hair feels when im washing the conditioner out of it. So smooth and sexy, like a 5 yearold girl with pig tails riding a hot pink tric in the mid spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was pretty good. Had class at 8 30 in the am. But before that i met up with shaun since she got a ride there at earlier then that. I bought my books and met up with her when i got on campus. I gave her my keys so she could pass out in my car. And i like my history teacher. He was explaining how china kept nomads happy once upon a time. And after he explained it he put it the best way i could think to say it "Pretty much they're giving them shit so they dont come over and try to steal their shit." Teaching would be so much easier if all teachers could simplify things such as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also talking about confusism he was talking how an emperor should be virtuous and some one the people would follow. So he was trying to think of some person who the class would follow if they came in. At first he was like "...no not our president, hmm." And i blurt out "Randy Savage". I dont know about you, but if &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Macho Man&lt;/span&gt; Randy Savage walked into any where i was at and said to follow him, id be the first mother fucker out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to my car and hung out there with shaun for a while. I was reading through my education book. They have different news articles related to skools and teachers. Well i must say the best one ever was about one man, a great man. No, an MAN of men. He got fired from his position as a teacher because he starred in and produced &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;over 100 porn flicks.&lt;/span&gt; He had to be the coolest fucking teacher in the world. Easily. But thats just because im yet to become a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun and I ended up covering her foot in random little drawings. And some where in there i got all hippied out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/-092106_1316.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make bongs, not war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was here and there until it was time to go to my other class. I got there 5 or 10 minutes late so i hurried up to get to class. Problem was i didnt have my shcedule on me. Nor did i know what class room it was in. I just remember it being next to my civ class. Well i wander around up stairs for a good 10 minutes. I pop into one class and ask but to no help. I thought i found the class so i walk in, and the teacher is holding up some note card and speaking in a different language. Wrong again. So i ended up going out side to the gazebo and made some friends to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i found out why i couldnt find the class. Its in room 206, but the hall goes from 205 to 207, turn a bend, 212 214 216. Fucked up shit yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i ended up back at the gazebo as per usual. Hung out there for a bit with two other people and the three of us ended up hanging out for the rest of eve. We some how made our way into the student life center amoungst, i would say fags but i can tolerate gay people. Hm, well you know those drama fags from high skool, those kind of people. *shudder* They were sitting around listening to swing and fag and showtunes. I just happened to have a Kalmah cd on me at that moment in time so i pestered the queer with powerbook to put it in. Hahaha. He ended up skipping the tracks after the first 10 seconds. The other two could sense how irate i was getting so we ended up leaving. It was brought up how i looked as if i was going to break open the notebook and grab my cd. Oh boy was that right. It took so much for me to not take my book and smash the entire things to pieces and retrive my cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up in a horror movie once we got downstairs. We wanted to go to the TV room but it was locked so we tried finding some one to open it. The entire downstairs was empty except a class going on. A class about battlegrounds no less. Anyway all the lights were on in all the rooms but no one was there. Weird as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually Pat got out of class and we went on some voyage or another. It ended with use bouncing between kfc, taco bell and kfc again. It ruled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was my thursday. I started typing this on friday but kept saving at random points because lack of either time or will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a good day. Hung out with John and Justin early on and ran some errands and killed time. Eventually got to blazing. But the true fire wasnt until that eve. Pat, Joh, Hoke, Tess, and myself had a sit down with Excalibur and a hundred bucks of good bud. Sadly it did not fair as well as one would expect. However i did manage to get 5 or 6 videos of the entire process for &lt;a href="http://www.waytoomany.com"&gt;way too many&lt;/a&gt;. And to make the day that much better Shaun came over for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday had its ups and downs. The ups were another Excalibur session with hoke jesus and brian. That was good fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pretty much all of my today was spent with Paper Mario. Hell fucking yeah. I was stuck on that thing from the moment i got home. I love how time disappears on me when i play games. At 8 i thought "alright, im gonna go start on some dinner at 9" and then all of a sudden its 10 30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few pics to post but theyre not uploaded. And i know if go to upload them now i wont finish this post so ill do it another day. But there is one im going to post. Shaunee was bored with out her internet so she ended up making this with paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/things/frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her that posting it here is the equivilant of me hanging it on my fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im gonna head off because i got class tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-155395695330620101?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/155395695330620101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=155395695330620101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-1526528873573316600</id><published>2006-09-21T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T23:29:47.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Too tired/lazy to post a full update, so watch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/thedoorknobgazelle.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-1526528873573316600?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1526528873573316600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=1526528873573316600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/1526528873573316600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/1526528873573316600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-5256568205440504331</id><published>2006-09-13T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:16:03.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In retrospec and being stoned this is funny as hell</title><content type='html'>metalstratman380: heh i hacked my sisters computer the other day....&lt;br /&gt;metalstratman380: and i must say for a 15-y-o she has WAY too many naked pics of herself....&lt;br /&gt;metalstratman380: its not cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-5256568205440504331?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5256568205440504331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-3440787354053592764</id><published>2006-09-13T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T14:15:45.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You are now entering the harmonic world of</title><content type='html'>I hate it when this shit happens.I was sitting at the FFO boards reading through shit and typing a post. Last i remembered Acoustic Melody was on then out of no where i hear O Green World. Turns out my ears didnt pick up 4 songs in the play list. That use to happen to me on the bus all the time. Be sitting there, boom, at skool and my CD is on the second to last track. Crazy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was pretty damn good asides waking up early as hell. I fixed everything with me going to skool so i got my schedule. And it sucks. Mondays i have a class at 9 30am and another at 7pm. Wednsday only one at 9 30 am. ANd thursday i have an 8 30 am and a 7pm. Fuck that. After i sorted all that out i had lunch with Sage and hung out at campus for a little. THen i picked up shaun and drove her to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My afternoon after that was spent sitting at the gazebo. Fun as always.If you are ever on campus and are looking for a place to hang out go to the gazebo. Not &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; gazebo, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; gazebo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Shaunee got out of class her and i departed towards my house where the rest of the day was spent. I love her dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, my fucking Tactics Advance file got erased. That made me want to stab a nigger. Three times. For every hour i put into that file. Thats 56 hours. Times three. Thats a lot of 56 stabbed niggers. Each stabbed 3 times. Mo' fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, i put a "This medication should be taken with water" sticker on the grinder. I really need to get my hand on an excess amount of all those pill bottle stickers. That would prove to be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the chances of me updating this tomorrow are about slim to not going to happen ill post a video now for your ocular pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Oh fuck yes. I have a few words for you, "your hands around my throat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/handsaroundmythroat.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that i must depart. &lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: And i almost forgot. The 27th of this month at the stone pony, Buckethead. Anybody with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-3440787354053592764?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3440787354053592764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=3440787354053592764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3440787354053592764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3440787354053592764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-are-now-entering-harmonic-world-of.html' title='You are now entering the harmonic world of'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-7849702783236176870</id><published>2006-09-10T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T20:56:18.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Acid</title><content type='html'>Pat: I remember Hoke telling me that if we ever encounter aliens from some where else the first thing he is going to ask them is what kind of drugs do they have. Yo imagine getting space coke.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Go get some space chronic&lt;br /&gt;Pat: Or just getting a pound of some blue sponge that you just snort. Or space acid&lt;br /&gt;Me: All you're doing is taking exsisting drugs and putting the word space in front of it&lt;br /&gt;Pat: I'm just trying to relate what kind of drug it we be like, but from space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-7849702783236176870?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7849702783236176870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=7849702783236176870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/7849702783236176870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/7849702783236176870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/space-acid.html' title='Space Acid'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-3493235231831827586</id><published>2006-09-10T00:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T13:53:30.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The skins the slither deliver me free</title><content type='html'>Bleh. Im sick. I've had this stomach virus thing on and off for the past week and today seems to be the worst of it. And at this point i dont know of my stomach is hungry or if im gonna puke. I hate that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday got stupid with pat and john. Dont expect details. Before that though i was hanging out with dominic and his younger friend. C&lt;br /&gt;.hilling and talking and shit. They failed to believe me that i havent even been smoking a year. But a lot of people do. And my stomach wants to die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was suppose to be the first day of classes for me. But that got all fucked up. When i registered for classes a little while back they didnt tell me when payment was due for the semester. Turns out it was due two days after i registered so they dropped all my clases. That annoyed the shit out of me. I get to sort all of that shit out tuesday. Im dreading that because i know im gonna be slapped with all the shit time slots for classes since the ones i originally signed up for are filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind a bit on that day. I woke up pretty early and went over to shauns. I made pancakes for her and her cousin devin. First batch were normal, the second contained crushed up oreos. They kicked ass. We hung around the house for a bit. Showered and what not and then i drove her to class and found out all that shit with my classes. After that i went up to pats to try and make my schedule online but they dont let you do that since skool started. That led us to fuck around with some video games and watch random clips of random things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When pat was heading out to class i went back down to brookdale and picked up shaun from her first day. Had a cigarette at the gazebo and saw dan there so i talked to him for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to eventful. Back at her place i made us dinner and we hung out. Asha came by and shaun ended up straightening my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking sweet. Photobucket made resizing pictures easier/faster. Now if only theyd let me punch in my own dimensions for the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are a few of me with straightened hair. I realize now i forgot to take one of the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i love this blog. I accidently clicked on a link in my links bar and instead of just loading up that page it asked me if i wanted to since i had shit typed. FUck yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Me/Picture005-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Me/Picture005-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Me/Picture007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Me/Picture007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Me/Picture002-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Me/Picture002-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet makes me lazy. I dont even have to type in any HTML anymore if i dont want to. All the basic shit is covered with the convience of buttons and keyboard shortcuts. Technology will be our down fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through most of my videos from my digi cam and renamed them so i could actually locate them. ANd since im a pot head and i forget things ill post two for not posting one on thursday. Or making it up on friday, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;(note: this would have been up yesterday but the power went out before i posted it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly id ask for you to bring the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/8c1c30a1.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is just funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/thereshouldntbered.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. Last night on WSOU they played, in its &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;entirety&lt;/span&gt;, the Shatner version of rocket man. IT was fucking sweet. Espically since(as most of you should know) it was just on family guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-3493235231831827586?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3493235231831827586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=3493235231831827586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3493235231831827586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3493235231831827586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/skins-slither-deliver-me-free.html' title='The skins the slither deliver me free'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Me/th_Picture005-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-2547103615963933390</id><published>2006-09-03T21:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T21:05:41.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Epiphany.  Pass the bong man</title><content type='html'>D3monic Smurf: oh man&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: i was stoned&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: and i thought of the greatest fucking theory for being psychic&lt;br /&gt;iLLoGiCaL LyNx: shoot&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: i love when shit like that comes to me&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: my theory is that our brainwaves transmit on a wavelength wherever we are. And when people talk and communicate and interact those wavelengths sych up. Over time your brains wavelengths get use and accustomed to certain wave lengths. Henceforth when you preceive something that some one is thinking or know exactly what they are going to do or say before it happens, its because you are receiving the same brainfeed as them&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: and its works vice versa&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: and i also believe that one person can influence the other person with his own thoughts when those wave lenghts are in sych&lt;br /&gt;D3monic Smurf: if you are ever thinking of a word or a memory you shared, and that person says hte word or brings up that memory, its because you were influencing them to think it by thinking on it yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-2547103615963933390?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2547103615963933390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=2547103615963933390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/2547103615963933390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/2547103615963933390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/epiphany-pass-bong-man.html' title='Epiphany.  Pass the bong man'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-3652465012850638202</id><published>2006-09-03T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T20:43:13.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blacket then the blackest black....times infinity</title><content type='html'>I just realized i survived august. Hell yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-3652465012850638202?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3652465012850638202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=3652465012850638202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3652465012850638202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/3652465012850638202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/blacket-then-blackest-blacktimes.html' title='Blacket then the blackest black....times infinity'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-957179072252218174</id><published>2006-09-03T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T13:34:43.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a curse</title><content type='html'>Thinking on it i cant remember what the hell i did with my other pair of rechargeable batteries. I think that because i need to picture whore my days more since i havent been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a postcard from postsecret today that fits me pretty well. Go there and try and find it(hint,it has the virgin mary in the picture).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my friend justins birthday. Sadly he had to work so i missed hanging out with him. Ended up with a number of friends from eatontown and went down here to blaze.  The new guys were slain as always. Tess was amoungst one of the new people. At some point before and during she claimed to be able to out smoke hoke. John and I looked at each other, looked at hoke, looked at her, and then just started laughing. And the best comment i heard all day was from her when she walked in. I had my handcuffs and such on the table and she saw them and said "nice, i have the same pair of handcuffs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Rat Fest on friday. Deftones = fat guy in tube socks. That sums them up. There was a band or two playing whilst we wandered but didnt pay any attention to them. Jeff and Einstein got new pieces at the show. Jeff got a nice bowl and einstein got a chillum. The chillum kicks much ass. Ive wanted to get one for a while. Afterwards we went to the crowed to watch the fat guy in tube socks and finally KoRn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korn was good but the show was dead. And from when their set began till when it ended their energy was just going down and down. However Blind was awesome. We plotted the demise of skittles through the means of a pit. BUt no one was opening one up and it was all muddy and rainy. Jeff was gonna go sliding down it at the end but no one else would and he didnt want to be the only one miserable and covered in mud. And dave got glug. Once again no picture cause im stupid and so is my batery charger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats about it i suppose. Until next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-957179072252218174?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/957179072252218174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=957179072252218174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/957179072252218174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/957179072252218174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-curse.html' title='Its a curse'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-4588397166865968022</id><published>2006-09-01T00:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:55:28.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Love!!</title><content type='html'>First off id like to wish a girl whom i love dearly a very Happy Birthday. I LOVE YOU SWEETIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today John, Hoke, Justin, Jeff and I hung out. We started running some errands and in the process got tikcets to Rat Fest tomrrow. Then we hung out at jeffs place for a bit. Before we went back to my house we grabbed some buddies and justins guitar. I met Evil Hulk today. If my battery charger wasnt so shitty id have pictures of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took them through new years with the pictures. I got a total mind blow because i got 2 of the exact same pictures at different points in the night. Its fucking nuts. And i went through a bunch of videos of my friends and use being us. Then after numerous bouts of smash we enjoyed some hectic four players Naruto. Neji is god. And feral naruto rapes shit in the mouth twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway im tired and must go. But before i leave i pose a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have i ever told you about a lad named Tunnel Man? He is a mythical creature that only comes out once a century through the power of boon. He is a wise and noble creature. This, what you are about to see, is his story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s17.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Videos/c338f487.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-4588397166865968022?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4588397166865968022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=4588397166865968022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/4588397166865968022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/4588397166865968022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-love.html' title='Happy Birthday Love!!'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279207920452913060.post-4146159889699998266</id><published>2006-08-31T01:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T01:36:17.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not quite home</title><content type='html'>Indeed it is not. However it will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/Picture002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite a while since any type of blog post. And if you cant notice by this then i regret to inform you that The Blog has been put down. With luck itll still be left up(god help some one if it gets deleted) so feel free to go back there and relive all 'dem fun old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a day to get shit done i declare. I have my own little to do list in my head which im sure ill froget half of it. But one of those things is to tinker with this machine and get my other hard drive in. Two reasons, first is i have tons of old pictures id like to look at again and videos that need posting. Second is cause i have under 10 gigs of space left on this one. Oh man bit torrent is an addiction. 22 gig ruroni kenshin files. On top of everything else. And its not enough.  Oh its never enough. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, i wont be happy until i download the internet. But if that happens i fear ill have nothing to do with my pc anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And horray for being a depressed mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a sign in my travels today. It's a no parking sign however. Nothing special but i was taking a piss on the pole of it and thought, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i hung out with pat zanghi and john. We were supposed to go to a hookah bar, but when do Pat and I ever get anything done when we are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And holy shit i just got a strange de ja vu. Like really bad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we ende up chilling here doing the usual and hanging out. We were watching some Iron Chef vs Iron Chef action cause i download epic finale. Just because i fucking can. Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will smoke tricks cease to be entertaining. Never i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i hung out with shaun and asha for a bit. Then after some shit with asha's car dropped her off at home and went back to shauns. Where i enjoyed the rest of my day with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And burning my leg just a second ago reminded me of a funny moment from yesterday. I was demonstrating to zanghi the best way to prevent ash from flying in your face in the back. During my attempts i knocked off the cherry of my cigarette on pats back. It went something like "OH shit your back is on fire." He kept his back to the seat the rest of the time. Figures something like that would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god i have a habbit of copying and saving all the i type. I lose my post a lot more often then one would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i am to be gone. Expect tomorrow to be the dedicated video day(meaning videos on thursday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279207920452913060-4146159889699998266?l=metalpopcorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4146159889699998266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5279207920452913060&amp;postID=4146159889699998266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/4146159889699998266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279207920452913060/posts/default/4146159889699998266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://metalpopcorn.blogspot.com/2006/08/not-quite-home.html' title='Not quite home'/><author><name>Revo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04466359310971113421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/meride.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/slithery/Friends/th_Picture002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
