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Topic: Into the Depths of Hell
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Mezcalhead
VoivodFan
Member # 26
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posted September 10, 2002 17:35
Recently discovered a rather scary and quite nasty septic problem underneath my house. Think there may be some mutant forms with malicious intent lurking in that abyss. ANd I'm not even talking about the spiders. No, I'm not going into specifics. I'm just about to head down there so if I never make it back up its been nice knowing you guys. So I won't die with a guilty conscience let me go ahead and apologize to all the Canadians I insulted in the last post. I sincerely did not mean to its just a subject I get worked up about.Now let's see, what music to blast..... Something very dark....... Yes, Arch Enemy's HEART OF DARKNESSSSSSSSSSS Ready gasmask(I wish), shovel, channel locks, knife........... Here we go...
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Layla's Dad
VoivodFan
Member # 48
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posted September 14, 2002 07:18
Those dirt roads can be lots of fun for sure. Its a good thing for Kula that there ain't too many trees in a soy field. there may have been damage ya'll couldn't have repaired. That story reminds of an idiot I used to run around with named Sam. Sam used to smoke him a couple hooters and abuse the shit out of his wife's (early 80's) Mustang. Sam (w/me as his passen- ger) used to get him a nice head of steam down a dirt road & snatch that parking brake handle up & YEEEEEHAAAA-CRASH. The ensuing spins were well worth the effort it took to push that Mustang out of the ditch. PAINKILLER or THE REAL THING were always playing at deafening levels during these excursions.& Mezcal, I definitely know what you mean about them mountain folk. I used to work with a guy that grew up in Sand Mountain, Alabama. This was a primitive. communal, & VERY spiritual upbringing for him. These folks are very religious even though they'll get drunk as hell & will whoop some ass at the drop of a hat. One night, probably 4:30 in the morning, I was getting drunk at this guy's house with more friends, including 'ol Sam. I was out of character for myself (like h, I am far from an aggressive drunk) and made the announcement to everyone, "I WANT TO BOX!!!" Big mistake. This guy from Sand Mountain took me up on the offer. Well, I had sparred a hundred people and practiced for hundreds of hours w/martial arts & this guy jumped at the challenge. Everyone loads up & drives to my house where all the boxing gloves, pads, etc. were. Man, this guy stomped a mudhole in my ass. He busted my mouth and fucked up my right eye. Major shiner. A couple days later, this same guy & I had tickets for the Falcons-Chiefs game at the Georgia Dome. Me & him and my shiner head to Atlanta. Needless to say, every trip to the beer line resulted in some smartass making a remark about my eye. Right next to me was the gentleman from Sand Mtn. who put it there. AAhhh, humility. BTW, Mezcal, you haven't figured out a way to make it to the Kreator gig have you?
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