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fucking call me if you have something important to say.
My thoughts exactly. I did have one old mentally ill drug buddy reach out. I called him and we talked for a while. I said "gimme a call anytime" and didn't hear back from him for like a decade when he contacted my brother through facebook telling me to call him. I learned a long time ago not to wait on other people or that is what you will always be doing.

Couple other old buddies were coming through my area of FL, actually one of them moved about an hour away, and I told them "stop by I work on the beach and got a pool at my house. I'll put you up for the night" A couple weeks later I get messages "oh sorry man blah blah excuse excuse". Other dude just up and left FL without ever saying a word. Was once a good friend that I used to go gear shopping with. His dad handed him the keys to a multi million dollar business and he hung the music up. Couldn't blame him but I think he still has some jealousy over me going all out and moving to music-centric areas and he didn't. I don't get it because I didn't have a hang up about him having a million bucks while I washed dishes. That was pretty much the deciding factor for me to quit FB. Those people aren't my friends and I don't care what they are doing with themselves. Have a great life. Buncha killjoys.
 
My thoughts exactly. I did have one old mentally ill drug buddy reach out. I called him and we talked for a while. I said "gimme a call anytime" and didn't hear back from him for like a decade when he contacted my brother through facebook telling me to call him. I learned a long time ago not to wait on other people or that is what you will always be doing.

Couple other old buddies were coming through my area of FL, actually one of them moved about an hour away, and I told them "stop by I work on the beach and got a pool at my house. I'll put you up for the night" A couple weeks later I get messages "oh sorry man blah blah excuse excuse". Other dude just up and left FL without ever saying a word. Was once a good friend that I used to go gear shopping with. His dad handed him the keys to a multi million dollar business and he hung the music up. Couldn't blame him but I think he still has some jealousy over me going all out and moving to music-centric areas and he didn't. I don't get it because I didn't have a hang up about him having a million bucks while I washed dishes. That was pretty much the deciding factor for me to quit FB. Those people aren't my friends and I don't care what they are doing with themselves. Have a great life. Buncha killjoys.
Facebook does have some good Legend of Zelda groups though. I’ll give it that
 
Facebook does have some good Legend of Zelda groups though. I’ll give it that
The same mentally ill no-call dude I was talking about was obsessed with video games. I thought they were really cool too when I was ten years old.
 
The same mentally ill no-call dude I was talking about was obsessed with video games. I thought they were really cool too when I was ten years old.
That’s really the only franchise I still like. It’s good for me because a new title only comes out every 5 years or so, so I can spread out the playing.
 
That’s really the only franchise I still like. It’s good for me because a new title only comes out every 5 years or so, so I can spread out the playing.
It's like TV. I just have no interest in video games when I can play guitar. A guitar always feels better in the hands than a video game controller. More ergonomic.
 
It's like TV. I just have no interest in video games when I can play guitar. A guitar always feels better in the hands than a video game controller. More ergonomic.
You should try a strandberg.
 
You should try a strandberg.
This is Texas. The blues police would hand down a back alley smackdown if I played one of those publicly since I am already on notice for not wearing wingtips, fedoras, bowling shirts, newsboy caps, and docker pants. I also don't have associates who go by names like "Doc" or use words like "mojo" so I always have to have my head on a swivel when I hit the jams. You can get your ass kicked here for playing a PRS faster than you could if you have hair that touches your ears.
 
This is Texas. The blues police would hand down a back alley smackdown if I played one of those publicly since I am already on notice for not wearing wingtips, fedoras, bowling shirts, newsboy caps, and docker pants. I also don't have associates who go by names like "Doc" or use words like "mojo" so I always have to have my head on a swivel when I hit the jams. You can get your ass kicked here for playing a PRS faster than you could if you have hair that touches your ears.

I’m pretty open minded, but I’d be lying if I said that I don’t judge anyone wearing a short sleeve shirt with buttons
 
I’m pretty open minded, but I’d be lying if I said that I don’t judge anyone wearing a short sleeve shirt with buttons
My dad had a couple of short sleeve button down plaid shirts like that when we were growing up. Every time he put one on we avoided him like the plague because we knew he was gonna be extra pissed off and short tempered that day. We called them his "jerk shirts".

Certain clothes emanate certain vibes. In middle school I had a hand me down XXL Nissan 300ZX shirt that was guaranteed to get me into a fight. I got in a fight every time I wore it until finally some dude busted up my lip and ripped that shirt. Probably for the better because some of the conflict died down after that.
 
I’m pretty open minded, but I’d be lying if I said that I don’t judge anyone wearing a short sleeve shirt with buttons
RELEASE DATE: August 27, 2004. MOVIE TITLE: Napoleon Dynamite. STUDIO:  Paramount Pictures. PLOT: Preston, Idaho's most curious resident, Napoleon  Dynamite, lives with his grandma and his 32-year-old brother (who cruises  chat rooms
 
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