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Hey hipbasers! My brother just moved to Calgary and Im helping him sell off some of his stuff, since he doesnt have a computer like me. So I thought I would try my luck here first, If anyone is interested Im selling an X-Box gaming system with 3 controllers(blue,green,black) and 4 games:
1. NHL 2K5-great hockey game
2. NFL 2K5-great football game
3. Tiger Woods PGA 2005-one of the best golf games around
4. Winning Eleven 8 Soccer-great soccer game, only came out a couple weeks ago.
I know, were both big sports nuts. I would take it all myself but I already have one, and 2 of those games to boot. So if anyone is interested give me a PM or an email and Ill let you know the asking price. Id prefer to ship it only in Canada and maybe the border states to Ontario, I can ship it anyway you prefer (express,standard..whatever) and we can work out a deal. The system and the games all are in mint cond. and work fine. Thanks. LK :thumb:
There's a guy in town, does the Triple X hypnotist thing, he's a part of some show the Young Liberals are putting on as part of their convention this weekend. Poster claims he can make anybody do anything.
Has anybody ever seen one of these guys? Anybody ever been under?
I'm thinking you have to want to be hypnotised or it won't work, anybody had any experiences to the contrary?
this was played on our local radio today, so i got them to send me the link so i could share with my fellow basers, funny stuff :thumb:
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i'm listening to CBC today, and find out that maestro fresh wes is on the list, but not the hip?? what the hell is wrong with that..well..here's your chance to vote... <!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://www.cbc.ca/50tracks/thelist.html">http://www.cbc.ca/50tracks/thelist.html</a><!-- m --> make sure that the hip make this list
A pathetic attempt to rehash past glories.
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For some reason - probably integrity of the artist - I'm not holding my breath for an acoustic Day For Night.
Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?
Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 280 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells funny.
Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung: OK
Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling.
Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.
Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse.I'm sorry.
Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.
Wellhung: I'll pay for it.
Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra.My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.
Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.
Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.
Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!
Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.
Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.
Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.
Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool.
Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.
Sweetheart: What's the matter?
Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
Sweetheart: Are you OK?
Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
Sweetheart: Can I help?
Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.
Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.
Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom?
Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung: I found it.
Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.
Wellhung: Me too.
Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked bodies pressing each other.
Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
Sweetheart Why don't you take off your glasses?
Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!
Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.
Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in your...you know...woman's thing.
Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.
Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!
Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face.
Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.
Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.
Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.
Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!
Interesting column by Bill Simmons (Sports Guy) saying that there is no sports equivalent of U2.
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So I gots to thinkin' - who is the Hip of sports? Hard working. Loved in their homeland, ignored elsewhere. Same lineup for two decades. Kept their personal lives out of the media.
The best I can come up with, which is unfortunate given how much I loathe him, is Trevor Linden. No one outside of Vancouver loves Linden as much as Vancouverites do. His production (which I'll call equivalent to sales for the sake of argument) slipped a decade ago. And he does a lot of charity work.
Any other ideas?
Seems the deaths of four RCMP officers is too volatile a place to discuss the issue, so, how about it?
I'm sure it has been covered here prior, but in light of these events, perhaps a reexamination is in order...
Words and music by John Kay
Starin' at the boob tube, turnin' on the big knob
Tryin' to find some life in the waste land
Fin'ly found a program, gonna deal with Mary Jane
Ready for a trip into hate land
Obnoxious Joe comes on the screen
Along with his guest self-righteous Sam
And one more guy who doesn't count
His hair and clothes are too far out
While pushin' back his glasses Sam is sayin' casually
"I was elected by the masses"
And with that in mind he starts to unwind
A vicious attack on the finest of grasses
Well it's evil, wicked, mean and nasty
(Don't step on the grass, Sam)
And it will ruin our fair country
(Don't be such an ass, Sam)
Well, it will hook your Sue and Johnny
(You're so full of shit, Sam)
All will pay that disagree with me
(Please give up you already lost the fight, alright)
Misinformation Sam and Joe
Are feeding to the nation
But the one who didn't count counted them out
By exposing all their false quotations
Faced by a very awkward situation
This is all he'd say to save the day
Well it's evil, wicked, mean and nasty
(Don't step on the grass, Sam)
And it will ruin our fair country
(Don't be such an ass, Sam)
Well, it will hook your Sue and Johnny
(You're so full of shit, Sam)
All will pay that disagree with me
(Please give up you already lost the fight, alright)
You waste my coin Sam, all you can
To jail my fellow man
For smoking all the noble weed
You need much more than him
You've been telling lies so long
Some believe they're true
So they close their eyes to things
You have no right to do
Just as soon as you are gone
Hope will start to climb
Please don't stay around too long
You're wasting precious time
Well it's evil, wicked, mean and nasty
(Don't step on the grass, Sam)
And it will ruin our fair country
(Don't be such an ass, Sam)
Well, it will hook your Sue and Johnny
(You're so full of shit, Sam)
All will pay that disagree with me
(Please give up you already lost the fight, alright)
Get it while its Hottt Folkz.....
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03-04-2005, 11:28 AM
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At nine this morning I went in to have my wisdom teeth removed.
"Look," I said, "we gotta make this snappy. Dylan tickets go on sale at ten."
"Are you buying them online?" he said.
"Yes, and it'll take me 20 minutes to get home. I need these things out by 9:30."
He leaned into my mouth with a huge, vicious needle. "Just give it a minute for the freezing to take effect."
"Fuck the freezing," I mumbled. "We're talking about Bob fucking Dylan here." But it didn't come out right. My tongue was three feet thick, and my lips did not belong to me.
"You're biting my thumb," he said.
I was home at 9:59.
I am using this dentist for the rest of my life.
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