Later, things got worse when I started skateboarding.
There was hope that I might become a "model citizen" when I started playing short stop in the all-American game.
Then I started hanging out with seedy people again (me, far left).
Things got really strange when I relapsed back to my "bad kid" roots, and started trying to dress like Jacqueline Kennedy on her party boat. Yes, that is a bottle of wine, a vat of Screwdriver, and a Virginia Slim. I party like it's 1999, but I only smoke for the "glamour shots."
Now, I just wear olive drab a lot, and hang out with my girl Billie.
"Nancy Ninja Nabs Nefarious Nymph. Pays Price Per Pissed Pants!" -Flick
"Up, up, my people, let smoke and flame be our sign!"
-The White Rose Society
He beat me to it. I wanted to thank you as well. My best bud is in the Special Forces. He's been in and out of Iraq multiple times. I have a deep appreciation for our soldiers. You guys make it possible for guys like me to enjoy luxuries such as snowboarding.