AmerFarah - lol.. I mean like write your own songs with real notes and stuff like with a pen and paper so ya kinda get the tunes an shit in ya head.. kinda write out how the guitars and bass and drums are gonna go on the special music paper with the lines and shit on.. then you can take this home and sight read it and it should come out real good.. if ya bass player and drummer can read and you wrote their stuff out first you can make them copies and they can read what you wrote too..

ur own songs is like known as 'ur own songs'... lol

Clarky - lol dude... "How we gonna knowz which one bit me leg off Pa?" "Well Billy Ray, weez just pry each gatorz mouth open until we findz da one with the deer-skin mocassins on his teeth"... lmao.

Alexandre - You're really lucky man! Such a beautiful place to live. Here I'm by the water too, but it's usually too cold to swin in. Though, always fun to kayak once in awhile or go whale watching...

Do the Stu - The big 1700, El Présidente Austino!

Drill Inspector!! I look forward to Ricky's new cd... this song rockz!

From the state where drinking and driving is considered a sport, comes a true story from Texas.

Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a local bar. Late in the evening the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so intoxicated that he could barely walk. The man stumbled around the parking lot for a few minutes with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an eternity and trying his keys on five different vehicles, the man managed to find his own car which he fell into.

He was there for a few minutes as a number of other patrons left the bar and drove off. Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on and off (it was a dry night), flicked the hazard flasher on and off, tooted the horn and then switched on the lights. He moved the vehicle forward a few inches, reversed a little and then remained stationary for a few more minutes as more patrons left in their vehicles.

At last he pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive slowly down the street. The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now started up his patrol car, put on the flashing lights, promptly pulled the man over and carried out a breathalyzer test. To his amazement the breathalyzer indicated no evidence of the man having consumed alcohol at all! Dumbfounded, the officer said "I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the Police station this breathalyzer equipment must be broken."

"I doubt it," said the man, Tonight I'm the designated decoy."