The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure.
Flagstaff, Arizona, USA
He don’t *look* so broke, so much as it looks like the special is over for the night, and they all look like …don’t you even think about less than doubles from the well.
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yo, whatevs. it’s my birthday and i just got a $25 dolla check from my pops. you and your trust fund ain’t got shit.
maaw…
You can call me lazy; you can call me an idiot… In reality I’m a trust-fundamentalist.
You have the look of someone who’s been caught where they shouldn’t be Mr Hawk- There should be a speech bubble coming out of your head “No. Erm. Shit. I’m just using the bathroom. Beer? No that’s not mine. How did you get in?”
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He don’t *look* so broke, so much as it looks like the special is over for the night, and they all look like …don’t you even think about less than doubles from the well.
like
yo, whatevs. it’s my birthday and i just got a $25 dolla check from my pops. you and your trust fund ain’t got shit.
maaw…
You can call me lazy; you can call me an idiot… In reality I’m a trust-fundamentalist.
You have the look of someone who’s been caught where they shouldn’t be Mr Hawk- There should be a speech bubble coming out of your head “No. Erm. Shit. I’m just using the bathroom. Beer? No that’s not mine. How did you get in?”
Who’s the redhead?