matthewski...don't make me beg...email my butt so we can talk...i miss ya buddy! serial:
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89 pages on this guy. Matthewski, you are one popular dude on the trail. Pleasure meeting you out there. Hope youre well.
Peace
lotus your hot. i love and want and must have you. all over this page if nessesary.i lost your number.love me. xoxoxoxomatty.
matthewski
hey,Matty, hope to see you at the Earth Day gathering. We were thinking of making up some flyers and were wondering if we could put your name, along with whatever band we get, as entertainment. after all, you are always so very entertaining.
The title of this thread was something I was trying to find out in a dream I had recently.
I was hiking barefoot uphill, through a pine forest, on some blacktop that was the A.T. and couldn't find the boy.
(Supposedly I was on the A.T.; it was a dream, after all)
At one point, the A.T. was routed through a linear shopping center.
Then, it went through some corridors (and staircases) with double blazes indicating each of many turns.
It was also running down the median strip of some highway for a while.
After that, I wound up in a 7 story conical shelter with outfitters and vendors on the lower level...but no Matthewski.
Where is that boy...and what the HELL is a dream like that supposed to mean?!
(C'mon Lone Wolf, chime in with some "pithy" smartass remark... )
Sierra Tango Foxtrot Uniform
Matty's doin' fine.
Just found out about a website that offers bacon-flavored dental floss, no kidding.
Might check it out.
If he's gonna go and embrace holy matrimony, this might be one way for Matty to upgrade the hygeine thing, i.e a new way for him to trascend dental medication as it were, for those of you into really sh***y puns.
Matty: See you in five days, really looking forward to getting the hell outta Dodge. Too much snow here, it's time to see something green.
Other than your teeth.
hi!
matthewski
god i love you people and this damm dirty trail.
matthewski
Found him! Look up.
As I live, declares the Lord God, I take no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but rather that the wicked turn back from his way and live. Ezekiel 33:11
Matthewski broke my Slinky. His bacon made up for it.
friends who let me near their stuff deserve what they get.
matthewski