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boom boom clap: December 2008
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Wednesday, December 31, 2008. The Will Smithsonian Theorem and New Years. So, New Year's Eve, guys. Not sure what I'm going to do to celebrate. I do have one, lil' 12-count packet of Black Cat firecrackers. But also three bottles of rum in my freezer. I do not know how I will even out those two elements of fun.but, with the right amount of gusto, imagination, and spare time, I think I can figure something out. There's no end to the limitations in my life. Thursday, December 18, 2008. I'm sorry for whatev...
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boom boom clap: August 2009
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Saturday, August 22, 2009. My most humble regards to graciously steal your money. You might find it so difficult to remember me. Though, it is indeed, a very long time. On my singular, I am much delighted and privileged to contact you again, after couple of years now. It takes fate, courage. And God's fearing to remember old friends and at the same time, to show gratification to them, despite circumstances that made things, not worked out as we projected then. Contribution, as it were. She will advise yo...
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boom boom clap: April 2009
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009. Turn off the Internet. Hey, guys. Let's turn off the internet. Seriously, this is getting ridiculous. It was fun for a while, but we need to let it rest up. The Internet needs to rest up for a sec. Come on. Just TURN OFF THE INTERNET. Meet you in the car, k? Just click that link and let's get this over with. You're embarrassing me,. Labels: bills to pay. Suicide is not an option but thanks. Turning off the internet. Monday, April 27, 2009. Boom Boom Clap people w/ internet.
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boom boom clap: "Gimmicky Friday" Friday presents: "Fuck You Postcards Friday"
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Friday, March 5, 2010. Gimmicky Friday" Friday presents: "Fuck You Postcards Friday". Hey, Carlos here, with the latest (and first) post in our "Gimmicky Friday" Friday series. This Friday's gimmick is "Fuck You Postcard Friday". In the hypothetical world where this blog had a Fuck You Postcard Friday, I would sit down at my computer every Thursday night, fire up Photoshop, and have a postcard ready for you that somehow conveyed the message: "Fuck You! Click on the pic below (to bring it up to Full Size).
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boom boom clap: Drugs.
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Friday, August 14, 2009. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Just some fun facts minus the "fun" part:. Boom Boom Clap may not be safe for work, so watch your 6 o'clock, soldier. BbC is like the cute, younger sister of Birds-on-Fire Films. That is not old enough yet for you to try to be banging. Boom Boom Clap contributors are:. Get off my lawn, kid. That you, Travis? If that's you, you need to get off my lawn, boy. I done told you twice. Blogs and Websites that exist. Goodbye from ur bro Carles.
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boom boom clap: Gutenberg spinning like a lathe
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Thursday, August 6, 2009. Gutenberg spinning like a lathe. THE WORST TYPOGRAPHY IN THE HISTORY OF TYPOGRAPHY! Just exactly which part of this sign are you supposed to read first? Should it be Lance Armstrong's Sport Fitness: Open 24 Hours? It just comes out awkward no matter how you say it. I feel sorry for their receptionists. They probably have to spit out that word salad everytime they answer the phone. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Just some fun facts minus the "fun" part:. Get off my lawn, kid.
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boom boom clap: July 2009
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Monday, July 20, 2009. I received an email today that made no sense in any of these possible ways that things emailed to me could make sense:. 1) The Subject Line:. Yoo-hoo, I'll make you famous" (a quote from Young Guns or Young Guns II, can't remember which) when in relation to:. 2) The subject of the email itself:. Something about me and quantum theory and dead cats. 3) The Sender: Albert Einstein:. 4) The email's time-stamp: April 4th, 1950. Dearest Boom Boom Clap Blahg,. Wednesday, July 15, 2009.
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boom boom clap: May 2009
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009. High FIve while you Deep Dive, bro. So, I've been doing some spring-cleaning on my computer. Found some old stuff and I thought I'd share it with you. The annual Fuck Justice. Reatreat for Attorneys and Paralegals. You going this year? Last year was a blast! I actually don't remember why I made this. No idea. I remember photoshopping it kinda, but that's it. Not sure who that dude is in the picture, think it's my brother's ex-boss? High Five whilst you Deep Dive. Don't be a jerk.
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boom boom clap: Let sleeping dogs lie. Lay? Is it lie? Lay. Lay?
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Tuesday, March 2, 2010. Let sleeping dogs lie. Lay? Labels: fuck blogging you guys. Thanks, porn robot! March 3, 2010 at 12:01 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Just some fun facts minus the "fun" part:. Boom Boom Clap may not be safe for work, so watch your 6 o'clock, soldier. BbC is like the cute, younger sister of Birds-on-Fire Films. That is not old enough yet for you to try to be banging. Boom Boom Clap contributors are:. Get off my lawn, kid. That you, Travis? Blogs and Websites that exist.
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boom boom clap: March 2010
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Friday, March 5, 2010. Gimmicky Friday" Friday presents: "Fuck You Postcards Friday". Hey, Carlos here, with the latest (and first) post in our "Gimmicky Friday" Friday series. This Friday's gimmick is "Fuck You Postcard Friday". In the hypothetical world where this blog had a Fuck You Postcard Friday, I would sit down at my computer every Thursday night, fire up Photoshop, and have a postcard ready for you that somehow conveyed the message: "Fuck You! Click on the pic below (to bring it up to Full Size).