One day some of the kids from the neighborhood carried my mother’s groceries all the way home. You know why? It was out of respect.
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I decided to give this blogging thing a whirl. I'm not trying to reinvent the wheel so I'm just going to be straight forward and write about what I did, didn't or wanted to do.
i.e. I rode my bike, I didn't do coke, or I wish I bought a TV.
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December
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- Dead. Peace.
- put ya drinks up
- One day..
- bike toss
- We sittin here... i'm fuckin bored.
- eh' laf out ehh.. lou
- JERSEY SHORE. FUCK YOU!
- fuckin hipsters
- water wall art.
- hugo eats sandwiches. edit: MY Dad In 19(79)
- I KILLED HIM! or her?
- kyles riding days are over.
- marques toliver 12.12.09
- Sade - Soldier of Love
- kyles vid of the 9W ride
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