The people in the village were real
poor, so none of the children had any
toys. But this one little boy had
gotten an old enema bag and filled it
with rocks, and he would go around and
whap the other children across the face
with it. Man, I think my heart almost
broke. Later the boy came up and
offered to give me the toy. This was
too much! I reached out my hand, but
then he ran away. I chased him down and
took the enema bag. He cried a little,
but that's the way of these people.
About five years later I am walking to
class at College and this guy on a
skateboard started throwing rocks at me
yelling "give me back my bag biatch."
and THAT is how I met bro.
Broderick was always like an older
brother to me. He was the best at video
games so I respected him a lot. Then he
helped blow my mind with punk rock and
I haven't looked back since. Such a
huge inspiration. I'll never forget
that month he gave me rides to high
school. We'd listen to Minor Threat,
Circle Jerks, and The Freeze. Good
times. Thanks for everything Bro!
Bro is th eonly guy who can get away
with calling me in the middle of a
Redsox championship game...a Patriots
championship game or anything else I am
completely absorbed by at the given
moment. If I didnt like this fuckin guy
so much I would eat his soul. Lucky for
him I love him.
bro used to live 3000 miles away, but
ive cut it down to about a 1000 now,
but since its winter time, neither of
us are probably gonna visit each other
cause it would be a 15 hour drive to
sit in a different room then either of
us normally sit in. bros lives to
skateboard, well, skateboard and work
his white-color wage-slave job and
fight the evils of animal for food and
clothign on the weekend. if i had a
vagina and was 5 years older, and wasnt
myself, i would totally let bro stick
me.
his good nature stays with me...
HONK
poor, so none of the children had any
toys. But this one little boy had
gotten an old enema bag and filled it
with rocks, and he would go around and
whap the other children across the face
with it. Man, I think my heart almost
broke. Later the boy came up and
offered to give me the toy. This was
too much! I reached out my hand, but
then he ran away. I chased him down and
took the enema bag. He cried a little,
but that's the way of these people.
About five years later I am walking to
class at College and this guy on a
skateboard started throwing rocks at me
yelling "give me back my bag biatch."
and THAT is how I met bro.
brother to me. He was the best at video
games so I respected him a lot. Then he
helped blow my mind with punk rock and
I haven't looked back since. Such a
huge inspiration. I'll never forget
that month he gave me rides to high
school. We'd listen to Minor Threat,
Circle Jerks, and The Freeze. Good
times. Thanks for everything Bro!
with calling me in the middle of a
Redsox championship game...a Patriots
championship game or anything else I am
completely absorbed by at the given
moment. If I didnt like this fuckin guy
so much I would eat his soul. Lucky for
him I love him.
about non-skateboard related topics. he is full
of great ideas.
ive cut it down to about a 1000 now,
but since its winter time, neither of
us are probably gonna visit each other
cause it would be a 15 hour drive to
sit in a different room then either of
us normally sit in. bros lives to
skateboard, well, skateboard and work
his white-color wage-slave job and
fight the evils of animal for food and
clothign on the weekend. if i had a
vagina and was 5 years older, and wasnt
myself, i would totally let bro stick
me.
skating with Christ Himself.
once looked like freddie mercury. only
he can pull that off....
possibly the only person i know who has
sported a mustache and still managed to
retain his dignity.