The Return

I’m back.
yep.

I’ve got more holes in my body, more scars, more tattoos, more stories about the dangers of ingesting large quantities of drugs (warning kids, you too could end up with a jesus tattoo on your right forearm), more weird adventures that I only vaguely remember, and more run ins with a fella named “Fat meat”

What’d I miss?

A lot of drama… but I wanna hear about the tattoos first. :slight_smile:

Welcome back oldie. I was beginning to wonder if we’d be graced with your presence again. Also a little worry for you, considering the state in which you last left us. But, we shan’t talk about that. You seem to be alive and well. :slight_smile:

Where’d ya go? Burning Man?

“Fat Meat”. Is that a come-on or a promise?

You missed my multi-state, caffiene-fuled, happy fuzzy bunny stuffing spree, dammit!

Hey Oldie,
Happy to see you’re back. You were missed both here and in chat.
So about these drugs… Any left for me? :wink:

Heathcliff still has not returned to Manderley.

I got mailed to Abu Dabi.

Good to know you’re alive.

Damn it’s good to hear from you!

I can’t even remember now what you may have missed.

E-mail me, please! I missed you!

Generalissimo Francisco Franco is still
dead.

I missed you so much!

Come home soon.

Shit and a half, I was about to start a thread asking where the hell you were, and where I could find the name of that “thank you” song in that car commercial. They were going to be two seperate threads, but since it’s a cute little story, what the fuck is the name of that song, and where the fuck have YOU been?
Oh, AND WELCOME BACK!

Glad to see you back :slight_smile:

Welcome back, oldscratch!

The OP is remarkably un-fucked-up. Hell, the worst I could say about it is that he doesn’t end one of his sentences with a period.

:eek:

Tattoos? Well, my entire right forearm is covered in them now. Only a smidgen a skin a showing. I’ve got a big ole sun wristband, some abstract woirk from russian artists, a jesus who is grimmacing in pain, a jizo, and lots of blue sky.

As for the piercings, I know most of you don’t want to hear about them. So don’t worry. You won’t.

Sure pez, plenty for anyone. Just come on up to Atlanta. If you come up on a Wednesday you can see me in one of my new part time jobs. Doing back up vocals for Atlanta’s only supergroup… BITCH!.

Unfortunately pez, you already missed the Beer Olympics. THat was a nice ole time.
uhhhh… yeah.

Actually I placed 2nd in the regional finals! Sadly my career was cut short due to adult diaper blowout.

Welcome back oldie!

Atlanta, huh. I had a buddy who partied at a place called “Trinity”. He said they had a blast and the music was very cool, Acid Jazz, I think.

Why would he?

Good to have you back, oldie!

Yep, Trinity’s here in Atlanta. If you wanna read a review, try this

It’s a great place to relax, in fact one of my cow orkers was there last night and was raving about it.